"At first, I thought I wouldn't be able to take him. He's so big… so thick. When he first pushes that massive, throbbing yang spear against my entrance and slowly forces his way inside, stretching me open inch by inch… it feels like I'm being split apart. There's this burning ache, this intense pressure that makes me cry out. But then the pain melts away, and the pleasure hits like a tidal wave."
Ye Jian bit her lower lip, her breathing growing slightly heavier as she continued.
