"Ah!"
Painting Spirit cried out in alarm.
But her body could not move.
She didn't know why, even on her own turf, she could be controlled by someone else.
However, she no longer had time to think about it since Wu Xia had already ripped off her clothes and had begun to rape her.
"Don't, please don't, I was wrong, I'm willing to let your woman go, you two can be in love!"
"Please, let me go, don't hurt me, ah... don't... ah..."
Wu Xia didn't care about Painting Spirit's pleas; he brutally kneaded her breasts and then pulled out his dick and shoved it into her mouth.
"It's been a long time since I've played with a woman like this, especially with such a perverted method. It really adds a thrill."
Painting Spirit's mouth was filled with Wu Xia's dick; she couldn't say a word, only moaning and groaning.
Tears started to flow from the corners of her eyes as she began to regret opposing Wu Xia.
