The relentless, dual friction of his fingers torturing her clitoris and his massive shaft ruthlessly hammering her cervix completely shattered the last boundaries of Ruolan's unique physique.
The silver light behind her closed eyelids flared with a blinding, iridescent intensity, mapping out the sheer, terrifying scale of the sensory overload crashing through her nervous system.
"Ah! Ah! I'm breaking—Shen Yu!" she shrieked, her voice cracking into a high, needy sob as her entire spine went rigid, her fingers desperately tearing into the silk pillows beneath her.
Her tight, bruised channel began to contract in a frantic, unyielding sequence of violent, milking spasms, locking around his thick length with a desperate, suffocating tightness.
She was climaxing again, harder and deeper than ever before, her sweet nectar splashing over his hand and lubricating his forceful strokes into a loud, incredibly wet frenzy.
