Chapter 35: He Didn’t Let Her Breathe
Zhao Wei hadn't moved.
He was buried to the hilt, his cock thick and pulsing inside her like a living weapon, the flared head stretching her deepest walls, nestled directly against her womb. Her pussy had been forced to spread wide around his monstrous girth, lips pulled taut, folds trembling with each tiny throb of his shaft.
Her belly bulged with his size.
Xue Lan lay beneath him, gasping, eyes wide and unfocused. Her chest rose and fell in quick, sharp breaths. Her breasts jiggled with each desperate inhale, nipples soaked with sweat. Her mouth opened in a stunned O, jaw slack. Her legs quivered against his hips, barely able to stay parted.
"Fuck," she whispered. "It's too big—too deep—"
Zhao Wei grunted.
Then he pulled back.
Inch after thick inch slid from her soaked cunt, walls clinging, trembling, refusing to let him go. The lewd squelch of her stretched pussy echoed across the room. He paused when only the flared head remained inside.
Then he slammed back in.