SOB... SOB... SOB... UGH...
In the office, Sun Zhe sat on the small sofa with his legs spread wide like a king. Gu Lingxue was crouched in front of him, her gorgeous face pressed forcefully against his lap. That enormous dragon, held down by Sun Zhe's hands, had long since sunk to its root, thrusting deep into Gu Lingxue's delicate throat.
At this moment, Gu Lingxue's eyes had rolled back. Feeling an overwhelming sense of suffocation, she couldn't help but gag, her hands slapping repeatedly against Sun Zhe's thigh, signaling him to let go. However, Sun Zhe, already burning with desire, seemed to have gone mad, utterly devoid of tenderness.
Not until he had erupted deep within Gu Lingxue's throat did he slowly release her head.
COUGH... COUGH... COUGH...
