Chest is Small

Fu Ying's kissing skills had always been good. He was passionate and rough. There was no need for any tenderness or love. He could make people lose their minds.

Mo Rao continued to resist with her remaining rationality.

"If you continue to resist, I will tie you up." Fu Ying grabbed Mo Rao's wrist and raised it above her head. Under her frightened gaze, he took out his belt and tried to tie her hands.

Mo Rao panicked. She didn't want to get hurt!

"Fu Ying, do you have any shame? We're getting a divorce and you're still doing this…" Mo Rao was angry and embarrassed. Her face was already red.

"Aren't we not divorced yet? Isn't it normal for couples to have sex?" Fu Ying threw his belt away in satisfaction when he saw that Mo Rao didn't dare to struggle anymore.

He couldn't hold it in anymore. From the day he revealed his plans to get a divorce, the two of them had never slept together again.

He had a hard time holding it in. Every time he thought about how she had been tortured by him in bed until she was flushed, he couldn't help but feel aroused.

Even when he was with Qu Ru, he would think of these things.

He suspected that he had been bewitched by Mo Rao.

Before he overcame it, he wouldn't let this woman go.

"Rao Rao, I really miss your body." Fu Ying teased her shamelessly. He clearly loved another woman, yet he still had to treat her like this.

What a scumbag!

Even Fu Ying felt that he was scum.

"Is Qu Ru so sick that she can't sleep with you?" Mo Rao specially mentioned Qu Ru to get Fu Ying to stop.

However, Fu Ying's beastly behavior was beyond her imagination.

He smiled indifferently. "There's no need for Rao Rao to worry about me. I really want to f*ck you now. You just have to help me solve this problem."

As he said this, he grabbed Mo Rao's hand and forcefully pressed it against the middle of his black trousers. There was already a burning sensation in there and it was bulging.

Mo Rao felt as if she had been scalded. She instinctively wanted to retract her hand, but Fu Ying's strength was too great and she couldn't move at all.

"You, let go of me…" Mo Rao was no longer angry. Instead, she didn't dare to look at Fu Ying. She looked embarrassed and pitiful.

"I'm about to burst, yet you're still asking me to let go of you?" Fu Ying let out a low laugh. That laughter seemed to come from his chest, and it made her blush. "I can let go if you please me."

"Scumbag!" Mo Rao shouted angrily.

Fu Ying nodded. He was a gangster.

With his other hand, he grabbed Mo Rao's collar and pulled it down ruthlessly. The fabric was torn apart like a piece of paper, revealing a pink bra. The small and exquisite bra wrapped around her fair breasts.

Because of the pull, the two fair breasts bounced a few times, making him even more tantalized.

Mo Rao hurriedly tried to cover her chest, but one of her hands was already restrained, and the other hand was too weak for her to do anything.

"Tsk, Rao Rao, do you see that your chest has shrunk? It's because you don't have me to massage them for you." Fu Ying said some dirty words.

Mo Rao struggled with all her might, but her flat stomach just so happened to brush against Fu Ying's crotch, stimulating that huge object.

"Are you trying to arouse yourself?" Fu Ying couldn't be bothered anymore. He roughly pulled off her bra and lowered his head to suck on it. The familiar feeling made Mo Rao shudder.

In less than two minutes, Mo Rao's clothes had been stripped off and she was naked under Fu Ying.

As long as she resisted, she would be treated more roughly. As long as she screamed, her mouth would be blocked.

"If you scream again, I'll use it to cover your mouth!"

Fu Ying sat up on her and pointed at the hideous thing below him to threaten Mo Rao.

Mo Rao was stunned. Looking at the terrifyingly large object that had already expanded, her mind went blank.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, Fu Ying had already grabbed both her ankles and lifted her legs up high, revealing the already moist lady part below. As her legs were pulled apart, Fu Ying could even see the small hidden hole. It was opening and closing, as if inviting him in.

Fu Ying was already burning with desire. He touched it with his fingers, and it was very wet. Then, he straightened his back and entered. When his enormous stick entered the narrow and tight tunnel, he sighed comfortably.