Suyin froze. Her large brown eyes went wide. Her enormous tits heaved. Her full lips parted.
"What?" she whispered. "Lord, I — what do you mean —"
"As a woman," he said. "Don't you know? I need you to serve me. On my bed."
Her dark face flushed — a deeper brown, the blush visible even against her dark skin. Her hands gripped the hem of her cotton skirt, twisting the fabric. Her enormous tits trembled.
"Lord — I am — I am ugly," she whispered. Her voice cracked. "I am dark. I am dirty. I am an untouchable. No man has — since my husband died — I am not worthy of —"
Tianlong reached out. His hand found hers. He pulled.
She fell forward, her thick body tumbling onto the bed, her enormous tits smashing against his chest, the heavy mounds deforming against his muscles. His arm wrapped around her waist, his hand gripping the soft flesh of her wide hip. Her face was inches from his — her large brown eyes wide, her full lips trembling, her dark cheeks burning.
