Zhao Xinmei shuddered all over, the sexy little mouth that was singing a lullaby to Zhao Nianbing now emitting rapid, desperate moans.
Her eyes grew hazy once more, her pert ass wriggling, following Chen Bin's motions without missing a beat.
Chen Bin didn't know why, but fucking Zhao Xinmei in front of Zhao Nianbing always thrilled him beyond words.
"Haah! Wait… wait a second, let me settle Nianbing before we keep going, otherwise… mnh, what if she gets hurt?"
But every time Zhao Xinmei gathered her strength, biting back the pleasure to try laying her child on the bed, Chen Bin would intentionally speed up his thrusts.
With such overwhelming pleasure crashing through her, Zhao Xinmei could only collapse back down again.
One side was pure, unstoppable stimulation; the other, the broken sobs of her daughter filling the air.
These two things, so wildly at odds, collided together and tore Zhao Xinmei's heart in two.
