In the kitchen.
Xing Yuqin, with her clothes undone, was bent over the countertop.
Her round, snowy buttocks were perked up high in the air.
The two full mounds in front of her, pressed against the countertop, were squashed out of shape.
Behind her, a sparse sound.
It ceased abruptly.
The powerful body behind her slowly moved closer.
Something burning hot pressed against her softest spot.
With a slow thrust, the barely closed gate was knocked open by that fiery behemoth, slowly sinking deep within.
Oh...
She lay on the countertop, her neck arched back, eyes squinting, her throat emitting a satisfied yet somewhat painful cry.
She felt like her body was being torn open.
It was too big, so big that she struggled to take it.
Pain... a tearing sort of pain.
The pain made her cry.
"Mommy... it really hurts, it's so painful..."
Tang Feng treated her as gently as possible, even afraid to enter completely, yet even so, Xing Yuqin was barely able to take it.
He moved slowly.
