This was Ji Huiyue's first time having her rear entrance taken—an overwhelming cocktail of shame and discomfort crashed through her, yet from the depths of that humiliation crept an unfamiliar pleasure.
Though she resisted fiercely at first, the moment the garden plug's head pressed against that sensitive spot inside her intestine, Ji Huiyue convulsed uncontrollably.
Chen Bin, relentless, drove his mighty dragon, already threatening to slip from Yougu's wet grip, deep into the very heart of her flower.
Under the double assault, Ji Huiyue soared straight into the throes of climax.
She sobbed and shook her head wildly, while the tight Yougu seized and sucked ravenously around him.
A torrent of warmth gushed free from the gap between his dragon and her Yougu like a fevered spring escaping restraint.
The intensity of pleasure painted her face crimson—caught between bliss and oblivion.
