"Ah!"
A sharp, high-pitched scream rang out—Song Yiran furrowed her brows tightly, her body trembling non-stop with pain.
"Xiao Yang, it hurts!"
She sobbed, clutching me tightly.
Although she was a mature married woman, she was still very young. Her lower region was incredibly tight, almost impossible for me to enter. Even during the previous examination, it was hard to insert even a finger.
Now, the pain made her body tense up even more, making it all the more difficult—it was almost impossible to move forward.
"Sister-in-law!"
I gasped for air, shivering non-stop, the extreme pleasure and stimulation driving me to a frenzy, wanting to advance and completely possess her.
Just then, a cellphone rang from the side.
The ringtone startled me, making me slightly more sober. I stopped my forward motion, and Song Yiran did the same—her hazy eyes gaining a moment of clarity.
"Shh! It's Ah Hui!"
She reached out for the phone and saw the caller ID, her complexion slightly changing.
