"No, I really can't take it anymore, please let me go."
Teng Ziyin lay on the couch, her delicate body trembling slightly, her soft voice pleading for release.
Though she had been married and was undoubtedly a mature beauty, supposedly in the prime of her womanhood and in dire need of a man's touch, she happened to encounter Xu Qianli, who was as ferocious as a tiger. Just once with him had left her completely satisfied.
The thought of being pampered by Xu Qianli again, the thought of another round of madness, terrified her, and her delicate body couldn't help but start trembling.
Xu Qianli said nothing, his gaze fixated on Teng Ziyin without wavering.
The beauty lay flat on the couch, her sensual, fiery body casting a pearly glow, her voluptuous curves undulating dramatically, her enchanting eyes, and especially her enticing, plump buttocks—all of her was beautiful, all of her tempting.
