Doting on the Masked Wife

On the silk pillow cover, the long black hair was scattered like seaweed, which made the petite face, which was only the size of a palm, even more white, abnormally white.

After experiencing such intense movement and the man's almost ravaging wild attack, her face was still as white as transparent.

No matter how rough the man was, how brutal and violent his actions were, even if he wanted to tear her apart, she didn't scream or move.

There was no movement, no reaction, not even a trace of anger!

Even a blind person can see it—she definitely didn't fall into a coma because she couldn't bear it during the intense lovemaking process.

Although the man's violent movements may make the woman unconscious, there is only one reason why she is so motionless: that is, she is a vegetable.

Her eyes were closed tightly without even blinking her eyelashes.

The long black eyelashes drooped down, casting a circle of deep shadows on the almost transparent snow-white face.

Even in such an endless sleep with her eyes tightly closed, one can tell that when she is awake, she must be a stunning and pitiful beauty.

It's just that, now she is being attacked and demanded by men relentlessly and savagely...

After the lightning passed, the gorgeous and ancient room fell into darkness again.

The man suddenly grabbed the woman's slender and weak waist, hugged her with long and strong arms, turned her over, made her face down, then smiled evilly, and continued to attack wildly from behind.

Of course, he didn't forget to lift up the face of the woman who was buried face down on the pillow, lest she really suffocate.

That is not to become a vegetable, but to never wake up again.

While claiming her weak and slender body from behind, while supporting her delicate chin with one hand, her thin lips were printed on her red and swollen tender lips, rubbing against her.

The sexy and hoarse voice carried a playful smile and a strong taste of sex, and when the two were intertwined, it drifted away like a whisper:

"Tong'er, do you like this to you? Do you like it?"

"Do you remember that you were fainted by me like this? Just like now, you can only close your eyes, not move, and let me do whatever I want to you."

"Or...you like this too?"

"You like me kissing you like this, don't you?"

……

Of course, the slender figure remained silent and would never give him any response.

Only during his violent movements, her weak waist and slender body danced with his fierce attack like a willow blown up by the strong wind, but it was all the result of being manipulated by him, In fact she didn't react at all.

In the fierce demand, the black snake on the man's back seemed to tighten the entwined lotus.

... I don't know how long it has passed, as if in the distance, there is a gleam of light coming through the thick black velvet curtains, but the room is still dark, and the air is full of yin and mi.The man finally stopped his insatiable violent movements a little bit.

Turning over and lying next to the slender figure, his tall and strong body was next to the soft and white figure, hugging her and kissing her tender lips so red and swollen from being ravaged.

The evil and charming waves flowed in the pupils of the eyes, and the man's sexy and deep voice seemed to be like a lover's whisper.

But every word reveals a deep evil breath and a strong taste of love and lust.