Li Qingmu knelt on the wide bed.
His eyes were locked on Chen Yuxuan as she lay there panting like a worn-out puppy while her sweaty chest heaved with every ragged breath.
There is sweat on every part of her sexy body.
It made her look even more delicious.
Like a honey glazed turkey.
"If your body can still move like that then I'm not done using you yet."
She coughed softly.
"I… I need to rest a bit first. My body's too sore to even think about more right now."
Her voice was weak and shaky.
Chen Yuxuan has been bested in bed by Li Qingmu.
There is a certain pride that comes from crushing a mature woman in bed until she sounds as obedient and gentle as a youthful lady.
That's the same case for Chen Yuxuan.
Li Qingmu has humped the pride out of her.
With a heavy sigh, she slid one hand down between her luscious thighs to gently press her palm against the swollen, throbbing folds of her peach.
It felt hot and tender under her touch.
