"Wu Xia, don't, I'm not wearing any clothes... ah... don't... ah..."
"Let's... ah... go back... ah... like this... ah..."
Wang Zhiruo moaned, begging for mercy.
The sorrowful mood, combined with not bringing new clothes, made her somewhat resistant, but it also made her emotions swell even more within her.
Wu Xia couldn't stand it any longer. He pried open her underwear and thrust his cock inside.
"Ah!"
Both of them felt relief.
At that moment, Wu Xia also surprisingly discovered that Wang Zhiruo was wearing a very normal pair of panties today.
The thong that was tight enough to wedge that day, she had worn it on purpose for their first time.
Wu Xia also realized a problem: with other women, the Spiritual Power he got the second time he slept with them would never be as much as the first time.
Moreover, with each subsequent time, the Spiritual Power acquired would become less and less.
