Ling Weihao undressed her and caressed every inch of her skin, that was all he needed Without any tenderness, his waist sank in sharply.

 

Drill-like pain, merciless volume assault again, pain so Yang Shuting his lower lip clenched, she clung tightly to the sheets.

 

Under the influence of alcohol, he acted like crazy, felt her sweetness, he was aroused to the extreme, more and more out of control, demanded too much

 

Yang Shuting shed tears, silently endure the pain he brings her.

 

At the last moment, with a low growl, he left her body, then fell back on the bed and quickly fell asleep

 

Yang Shuting curled up, holding her...