Wei Qi was completely overtaken by desire at this point, unable to stop if she wanted to. She felt as if she were about to ascend to immortality, a sensation that combined perfectly with the hazy impression she currently had of exorcising spirits, giving her an indescribable comfort. Yet, it was accompanied by the sadness of not having reached the peak.
Wei Qi felt an unbearable itchiness all over her body, consumed by a burning desire. While she continuously met Zhao Chi's thrusts and let out soft moans, her snow-white, plump buttocks kept rising, doing so to allow Zhao Chi to go even deeper.
With Zhao Chi's vigorous efforts, Wei Qi finally couldn't control the pleasure of reaching her climax anymore, and a torrent gushed forth from within her. The longing that had built up over many years found its most perfect release in that moment.
