How Much You Mean To Me

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT CONTINUES.

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Zhao Lifei was melting, her entire body cladded with pleasure that weighed her down. His tongue continued to attack her, licking her clean. Her body was still trembling and while she was at the highest peak of pleasure, Yang Feng seized his chance. 

"I love you, so, so much." He whispered. He groaned, "This will hurt." Before she could register what he meant, he slid his thick, hard member into her. She screamed and pushed at his chest, her eyes tightly clamped. 

"I'm sorry…I'm so sorry, my love." He repeated over and over again. She didn't know she was crying until he wiped the tears away from her eyes. It hurt to even move. She had to steadily hold her hips in place, tears burning at the back of her eyes. She was prepared, but not this prepared

"I-it hurts…" She struggled to said. Even breathing was hard. She dug her fingers into the muscles on his arm, her eyes tightly squeezed shut.