"Lin Fan... please... I can't take it anymore..."
On the stone table, Qin Yushu's whole body trembled as she kept pleading.
At this moment, her butt was red from the impact, and even the Abyss inside felt like it was on fire.
Sweat-soaked all over, Qin Yushu convulsed weakly due to his rough treatment, making it unbearable for her.
"Aunt, you're really holding out, pleading only now after all this time. So, do you still want me to kneel and serve you?"
Holding her hands, Lin Fan continued to thrust rapidly into her now scorching Abyss. After several climaxes, she finally couldn't take it anymore.
"No need... no more... I yield..."
Never treated so violently before, Qin Yushu could only shake her head helplessly. And in the next moment, Lin Fan grabbed her hair, pressed her onto the floor, and held the Iron Pestle to her mouth: "Since Aunt has been so hospitable, it would be stingy of me not to offer you a bite. Open up."
