"I'm really exhausted... Please... have mercy on me..."
"Shut up, you're nothing but a bitch now, I'm going to screw you till you drop!"
Liu Sanming grabbed Zhu Run's wet hair, lifting her face, exposing her fair neck!
This feeling of conquest made him even more explosive down below.
The table, bumped rapidly like a pile driver, slammed against the wall!
Luckily, the door was locked, so there was no fear of anyone coming in.
Zhu Run felt her body was about to be shattered!
She never imagined a man could be so strong.
After more than half an hour, she was numb and had lost feeling below, having climaxed three times, before Liu Sanming finally let out a low growl and finished again!
But this time, it was just a fake release.
Liu Sanming used Divine Skill to block the flow of Primordial Yang Liquid, taking a deep breath and retracting it within himself.
When he pulled out his mighty rod, Zhu Run was too exhausted to get up.
