"Wuuu..."
Zhu Hong felt extremely uncomfortable, her small hands slapping Zhao Tienan's thighs with a loud clatter, tears streaming down her face.
The most unbearable was that unprecedented feeling of suffocation, almost rendering her mind blank, even feeling like her body was floating.
However, Zhao Tienan had already completely lost his rationality at this moment.
He held Zhu Hong's head and began to move vigorously.
The speed was fast, the frequency was high.
Just as rough and strong as usual.
"Mmm..."
Gradually, Zhu Hong began to grasp the essentials, able to continually adjust her breathing and handle it with ease.
Sometimes, people need to be pushed.
Just like now, Zhu Hong had thought of giving up more than once, but in the end, not only did she master the technique during the process, she also felt an indescribable pleasure.
The sense of achievement from being deeply fascinated by a man was far beyond any physical pleasure.
"Uh..."
