The intense and rapid sound of impacts rhythmically echoed in the room.
Leng Yueshuang lay weakly against the glass door, her rationality almost completely devoured by endless desire.
She had no idea how many times she'd come—perhaps three times, maybe four...
Her eyes were rolled back slightly, and from her parted lips escaped melodious moans like heavenly music with each of Sun Zhe's fierce thrusts. The impact sent enticing ripples across her soft, voluptuous, fair hips.
She could only drift along helplessly, enduring wave after wave of numbing pleasure. Fully immersed in an ocean of bliss, she was unable to extricate herself, as if her very soul had left her body.
"Mmm... mmm mmm mmm..."
Suddenly, Leng Yueshuang bit down hard. Her dreamy, starry eyes regained a sliver of clarity.
"When are you going to finish? It's time to cultivate!"
She had to hand it to this guy—how could he be so energetic day after day?
