Yao Yu felt that her hypersexuality was almost cured by Zhao Chi, at least for this period, she no longer had that sense of urgency. Instead, she cried and screamed, not wanting Zhao Chi to continue, fearing she'd fall apart if he did.
At this moment, Yao Yu, unable to even open her eyes, felt something big entering her again.
"Umm..."
Yao Yu moaned softly, then begged, "Brother, please, don't..."
Before she could finish her plea, she felt her hair being roughly grabbed, followed by the fierce sound of flesh colliding with flesh.
"Zhao Chi, are you even going to let me sleep?" Yao Yu couldn't help but curse.
Zhao Chi grinned, feeling a bit like a jerk. Yao Yu had cursed at him several times in the middle of it all, even using swear words sometimes, but the more she cursed, the harder his member got, giving him a different kind of pleasure that felt akin to rape.
