'What's happening to me?' Rouxi wondered, feeling that hellish tingling pulse deep inside her groin.
It was exactly like that day when Qingyi made her swallow his cum, only now the sensation was infinitely more intense, as if every nerve in her body were catching fire all at once.
Her mind was clouded by a thick, hot fog, and she simply couldn't dispel it, even when drawing on her immense cultivation.
Every attempt to focus her qi crumbled like sand between her fingers.
When she heard him talk about impregnating her, her already racing heart beat even harder, pounding inside her chest like an out-of-control drum.
For long moments, she couldn't utter a single word.
How could she bear the idea of being impregnated by her own adopted son?
She wanted to feel disgust at it, revulsion, anything, but her body betrayed her, throbbing with desire from her swollen nipples down to the slick, aching petals of her plump puffy cameltoe.
