She was really so tender and soft, as if she had no bones, warm and supple like jade.
If just now he had been beguiled by the drug, losing his sanity in an instant, then at this moment, he was hopelessly immersed, utterly unable to control the evil rush crashing through the depths of his body and the desire for her that he had been suppressing all this time.
He fiercely pressed her down onto the bed, with a hiss, his sleeping garment disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Mu Yin lay beneath him like a lamb to the slaughter, completely powerless to resist. She had never before this moment so profoundly felt the difference between women and men, whether in strength or body, he was almost swallowing her whole.
He captured her lips, meticulously outlining them at first, and then quickly, amidst her struggle, he pried open her teeth and forcefully invaded, instantly seizing the sweet little clove that haunted his dreams, sucking fiercely, conquering...
"Mmm mmm..."
