Chen An's vigorous movements made Li Lingling's cries even more enchanting. Amidst this wonderful surging tide, Li Lingling, with her eyes squinted, looked towards Chen An on top of her.
Maybe it was the drive of lust that suddenly made her find Chen An much more agreeable to look at, and compared to her frail husband, he was utterly different.
As soon as she thought of the word "husband," Li Lingling's body began to tremble. What was she doing right now? She was experiencing the ultimate pleasure under another man, all behind her husband's back.
Guilt quickly filled Li Lingling's heart. She thought about holding back a bit with her body because she had no other choice but to be compliant with Chen An for the sake of her family and her husband.
With this thought, Li Lingling quickly controlled her licentious posture, becoming much more reserved as if by doing so she could lessen the guilt towards her husband and herself, and perhaps it would make her feel a little more at ease.
