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"I can't, I really can't take any more..."
Her petite body was pressed against the unfinished wall.
The rough, old cement wall with no decorations, filled with a sense of desolation.
Liu Lin, this exquisitely elegant woman with a fiery figure and fair skin, was now pressed against it, creating a stark and intense contrast.
It was as if a pampered rich girl had suddenly fallen into a slum, violated and shamed by a beastly pauper.
Her hands had lost their strength, her delicate cheek rest sideways against the cement wall, her body being struck over and over.
"I can't take it, I'm really going to break, Dahai, you're killing your aunt... ugh, stop, I don't want this anymore, please stop right now."
Her head was numb from the impacts, her whole body limp; that tender place was a mix of pain and pleasure, her very soul seemed to rush up to the heavens.
"Slap!"
Dahai smacked her hard, instantly leaving a handprint on her buttocks.