"Let me tell you that intercourse between men and women is not only painful, nor should it make you despair and helpless. I will tell you the real feeling you should feel... I will personally undo the evil I planted for you...
Heartbroken, my baby, cry, cry a little longer, I love to hear you cry..."
Shi Feiyan buried his head on her shoulder and neck, his hot breath spraying on her shoulder and neck covered with kisses.
She had already been tormented by him until she was as limp as soft mud. She didn't think about anything at the moment, she just wanted to step into the remaining warmth and cry loudly.
She did indeed cry heartily. The whole morning, the darkroom was filled with her cries and begging for mercy.
There is no inhibition, so free and refreshing, so unreserved.[
Shi Feiyan grabbed her white legs, hooked them around his waist, and forced her into various sultry poses.
Times advance and times retreat...
Sometimes urgent, sometimes slow...
The big strings are noisy like heavy rain...
The little string is as clear as a whisper...
It changes in all kinds of ways, not as rough as that snowy night, but full of tenderness, guiding her to understand what the real mist and rain in the clouds are.
He hugged her waist tightly, his attack was surging like a tide, not allowing her to be timid or flinching. His generous palms slid across her smooth back, tracing all the way down her graceful skin.
As fast and hot as his breathing was, he wanted her breathing to be equally fast and hot.
Her sultry thighs were lifted up by him, folded at a right angle of ninety degrees, and placed on his neck.
"pain……"
I don't know when it started, but Xinhan took the initiative to cater to her. She was feeling groggy, like she was awake, but also like she was in a coma. She was in a fog, crying and roaring all the time...
In her mind, she seemed to have been struggling with that snowy night, but it seemed different from that snowy night and warmer than that snowy night. She could feel the warmth, the warmth coming from him...
Not desperate, not helpless, a completely different feeling...
At this moment, when her legs were lifted up, her hands tightened around his neck, she inhaled sharply, and actively arched her waist to relieve the pain of being straightened.
Her hot and moist breath blew into the crook of his neck. She took the initiative to cater to him and he couldn't help but cry softly, "Cry, I originally wanted you to feel pain. But remember, even if it hurts, you can hold me tight. I
I won’t let you bear the pain alone, I will accompany you in pain and stay with you all the time.”