The little girl was still talking tough, and Zhang Ziwen was determined to make her beg for mercy. The more she resisted with her words, the more he wanted to conquer her. At this moment, he could already feel that thin barrier. He was a bit out of breath and gently testing the preciousness of the woman.
"Say you love me," Ziwen was very careful, he was somewhat reluctant to take her virginity all at once.
"Just... won't say it..." An Yun resisted subconsciously, she felt the danger, she had a trace of fear, but it was too late to regret now. Suddenly, the person on top of her moved, and she felt that tearing pain and couldn't help but cry out, "Ah... It hurts, don't..." Her hands wanted to push him away, but they were too weak, the feeling of fullness had already occupied the depths of her heart...
