"Mmm~ Glug... Glug... Ugh!"
Wen Wan said she didn't want it, but as soon as the dragon slipped in, she began to awkwardly suck.
Feeling the dragon's heat, she couldn't help but recall.
The last time she was fucked into oblivion.
After all, Chen Bin's treasure was just too big, fucking her with a mix of pleasure and pain.
That kind of stimulation was something she had never experienced before.
Since then, every night before bed, Wen Wan would think of Chen Bin's fiery body.
Though she didn't like this man, he could take her to the purest peaks of ecstasy.
After a few times of secretly comforting herself with her hand, Wen Wan felt more and more empty inside.
She longed for love, and even more so for someone to treat her violently.
But to maintain her cold and aloof public persona, she had to pretend.
As a result, she would sometimes dream of being forced at night.
Scenes of crying and begging beneath a man's body made Wen Wan yearn intensely.
