Before long, Sun Qian was already drenched in sweat, and Zhang Xiaomeng still seemed unsatisfied, especially his enormous beast, which even now was just as fierce.
"Xiaomeng, it's broken, really broken."
"We can't go on."
....
Faced with Sun Qian's cries, Zhang Xiaomeng's face was brimming with excitement, there was no way he could call it quits midway.
With his relentless assault, Sun Qian completely lost herself.
She no longer had the demeanor of a sophisticated lady; instead, she was limp all over, like a puddle of mud.
Sun Qian, dazed, looked passionately at the man before her who she deeply loved and who had given her an extreme experience.
"Xiaomeng, you have such a cruel heart."
Sun Qian lightly scolded with a smile, but she had no strength left.
Yet she still appeared incredibly seductive and alluring.
Zhang Xiaomeng laughed, "If I weren't tough, you wouldn't be happy."
Sun Qian rolled her eyes but ended up resting in Zhang Xiaomeng's arms.
