In this space filled with a mysterious aura, the candlelight flickered, and shadows danced eerily on the walls, seeming restless for the scene unfolding before them.
Xu Wendong's eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was like thunder, the beastly nature within seemed ready to break free of the prison of reason and devour the world in this fervent desire.
The surrounding air seemed ignited by the heat emanating from their bodies, becoming scorching and viscous, every breath felt like inhaling the mist of desire.
Like a madman, he held the woman tightly in his arms, their bodies fitting seamlessly, every inch of skin madly rubbing and colliding in this ambiguous atmosphere, as if sharing the oldest and forbidden love words.
His strong arms were like those cast from steel, muscles bulging, tightly wrapping around the woman's back like a fierce python.
His hips acted like a tireless pile driver, thrusting wildly.
