My Beastly Husband

Using Wine To Act Like a Bully (3)

Translated by Ada

Edited by Ada

Ryan was satisfied and said something gently. He slowed down the force a little and teased, “Little thing, how bad you are. I have to f*ck you hard to be obedient. Look, here is a bump from my c*ck. Come, press it well.”

Then he took Tian Xin’s hand and pressed it on her belly. Then he withdrew his big meat stick from her hole a little and pushed it in vigorously, thrusting it up fiercely.

“Ah. Husband. Ryan. I can’t. Ah. Spare me. Ah,” Tian Xin began to shiver under his vigorous f*cking, and her flower began to twitch, strangling the big thick meat stick very tight.

It was too tight. Ryan frowned. He tensed his body to resist the sucking and squeezing of her flower, and his meat stick was getting more and more swollen. Ryan gritted his teeth to keep the essence. It was not enough for him, and he did not want to cum to her so soon. Ryan lifted her up from the bed and took her into his arms, and slapped her buttocks twice with his big hands. He said in a muffled voice, “Little thing, relax.” While saying that, he increased the speed and diligently attacked her tender and slippery insides.

“Ryan. Ah. I can’t. Ah.” Too much pleasure was building up. Tian Xin could not take it anymore. She wrapped her arms around Ryan’s neck and begged him to let her go.

“Want me to cum faster? Beg me, beg to f*ck you hard. Hurry up.” Ryan looked at her, crying as she begged him with red eyes. Somehow, the more pitiful she called, the more he wanted to bully her.

“Mmmmmm. Please. f*ck me. F*ck me hard. Ahhhh.” The feeling of crashing near climax tortured Tian Xin to abandon her modesty and sanity. She obediently cried lewd words that made her ashamed of herself.

“Little sl*t, as you wish, I will f*ck you hard,” Ryan responded with a husky voice. Then he grabbed her slender waist and pressed down hard, pulling up his firm and muscular waist to f*ck her like crazy.

“Ahhhhh,” Tian Xin screamed and came before she got a few blows.

Ryan ignored her screams and cries, and he continued to fiercely and violently thrust her delicate flower during her climax. Even the soft flesh at the root of her thighs was red and swollen from his repeated and violent frictional ramming.

Seeing her white skin getting more gorgeous, her little face red, her cherry lips red and about to drip blood, her plump breasts swaying with his assault in lustful waves, Ryan could not help but swallow his saliva. He lowered his head, licking the crystals at the corners of her eyes, and praised, “Baby, you’re so wild, so sl*tty,”

“Don’t. Don’t say. Mmm.” Tian Xin’s flower was sore and numb from his blows. It was so much pleasure that she did not know how to react. Hearing the dirty words coming out of his mouth made her very shy, so she took the initiative to hug him tightly. Her legs climbed between his waist and clenched him, raising her small face to kiss his lips to stop him from speaking.

Ryan was provoked by her rare initiative and enthusiasm. His body was tingling, and he couldn’t stand it and thrust more vigorously dozens of times. He finally roared and shot his hot essence into her womb.

Ryan panted and wrapped his arms around her to lie down again. Tian Xin was tired and did not want to move a finger. She closed her eyes and just wanted to have a good sleep.