If it were a normal day, Zhang Xiaomeng might have shown some mercy, but he had just had a fight with Zhao Duo and was still fuming.
So, he completely ignored Li Xiaona's pleas and thrust his hips vigorously, alternating between hard and forceful movements.
Li Xiaona's eyebrows knitted in pain, and she let out cries of distress.
Fortunately, this woman was something of a sensation, and in less than a minute, she was flooded.
Hence, the painful sensation vanished, replaced by an indescribable state of bliss.
The big bed creaked and groaned, as Zhang Xiaomeng was ferociously relentless, constantly changing angles and positions.
But what didn't change was the extreme force and brutality of each thrust.
Under Zhang Xiaomeng's wild assault, Li Xiaona didn't know how many times she had been sent soaring into the clouds, only to then plummet into hell.
An hour later, Li Xiaona felt completely dismantled, her voice totally hoarse from screaming.
