Chapter 37: The Ruined Wife, The Silent Husband
Xue Lan collapsed forward, body limp, chest heaving.
Her thighs twitched, still parted wide around Zhao Wei's thick cock, which remained buried deep in her soaked cunt. Her folds were red, swollen, stretched to their absolute limit. Slick and cum leaked from her pulsing hole, forming a wet puddle beneath her.
Zhao Wei leaned back slightly, withdrawing a few inches. Her pussy clung to him, unwilling to let go.
She moaned.
"I can't—" she whispered, voice hoarse. "He's too big."
Zhao Wei growled softly. "We're not done."
She turned her head, breath shaky, and looked down at Lin Mu.
He was still kneeling beside the bed, cock rigid under his soaked robe, his lips parted, face flushed with desperation.
"Mu'er," she said, voice soft and glistening with cruelty.
He looked up instantly.
"Clean me," she whispered.