The legs wrapped around Yang Mufan's strong waist suddenly tightened. She couldn't bear what was underneath her. Suddenly, she was suddenly occupied by a huge thing. She felt that her lower body was filled to the brim, and it swelled as if it was going to burst.
Mu Wanqing's wet, pale face was wrinkled in pain, and she couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or rain on her face...
She twisted her body, which was almost convulsing with pain, and tried to move up.
However, as soon as he moved, Yang Mufan immediately felt a subtle but clear and sharp dull pain under his body.
Her slender arms clung to Yang Mufan's back.
The sharp nails dug deeply into his explosive, plump muscles, scratching out horrific red marks one after another.
Compared to Mu Wanqing's grief-stricken face, there was no trace of joy or anger on Yang Mufan's stern face.
The gloomy black eyes were calm and calm. But the perfect handsome face, which was as delicate as a sculpture, was filled with anger...
He gently pumped and thrust, and Mu Wanqing immediately screamed: "Don't move, it hurts-"
At this moment, she felt as if someone had taken an extremely sharp knife and inserted it brutally into her body. There was a burning pain under her body, as if she was about to be torn into two pieces alive.
Yang Mufan's breathing began to become rapid and hot as the time he spent buried in her body extended.
Compared to Mu Wanqing's unspeakable pain, he felt very comfortable, a comfort that made his soul happy.
He felt that the most fragile but also the most sensitive part of his body was tightly wrapped by a ball of warm softness, as if there were thousands of soft little mouths, sucking, sucking, and kissing his firmness.
.quite.
He raised his sharp eyebrows, whispered a seductive voice, and asked lightly: "It hurts?!"
"Yeah." Mu Wanqing completely lost her mind, her mind was filled with pain, pain, pain...
Hearing this, Yang Mufan curled his lips in an evil manner, turned to his cold eyes, and began to move violently.
After feeling his movements, Mu Wanqing immediately screamed.
The hands on his back kept beating him: "Yang Mufan, don't move!! It hurts!!! Stop...Yang Mufan..."
However, the louder she screamed and the more pitifully she screamed, the harder Yang Mufan moved, pumping his stiff and hot desire like a soldering iron to the entrance, and then slammed in...
It seemed that he deliberately tortured her, going crazy every time, rushing himself into the deepest and deepest parts of her body.
Mu Wanqing, who has not had any sexual intercourse in five years, has such green and tight areas that she seems to have never been cultivated.
She couldn't stand Yang Mufan's deliberate intrusions, so she sobbed and cried miserably.
Later, when she couldn't bear it anymore, she bit Yang Mufan's shoulder.
The hard and sharp teeth were embedded deeply into his flesh. In an instant, the rich smell of blood filled her mouth and nose.
Mu Wanqing bit hard, almost biting off the piece of Yang Mufan's flesh.
However, the man who was concentrating on driving in and attacking the city ignored her intention and allowed her to bite him to vent the madness that her sensitive body could not bear against his ferocious attack...
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Early morning.
The sky is dark and dark, with surging clouds and dense clouds.