"Ah... ah ah ah..."
In the stone chamber.
Liu Bingyue was pinned against the cold stone wall by Sun Zhe's single-hand grip on her nape, her eyes rolling slightly, her swan-like neck arching as she let out a silent, seductive moan, like a dying swan, exuding an indescribable tragic beauty.
With each intense impact, the snowy white flesh squeezed out from her collar would swing wildly.
Simultaneously, the glistening toes wrapped in sheer stockings would clasp the ground tightly, instinctively lifting her heels to raise her body, as if trying to escape something.
"Gentle... a little gentler, my dear..."
Hua Xinzi seemed as if a venomous snake were biting her, causing pain and intense pleasure, making it unbearable.
But Sun Zhe remained oblivious, clenching his teeth, his face twisted with intensity, suddenly grabbing her fragrant hair, as if grasping a rein on a wild horse, initiating even more powerful and forceful impacts!
"Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!"
