97 The Mafia King eats his Queen (2) *

Tears escaped her eyes as his tip hit the pleasurable spot of her core. Her back arched once again and her breast had fully disappeared in his mouth. Wei saw the difference in her expression and realized that it was more pleasurable for her in this angle. So he lifted her waist and pulled himself out.

Lihua breathlessly asked, "What-"

But suddenly, Wei rammed his member in her core all upto her sweet spot that hit her hard.

"Ah!" Her eyes flew open.

He didn't stop there. He repeatedly thrusted, mercilessly slamming her inner muscles, hitting her walls and the deepest part of her core in a frenzy. Their hearts drummed loudly. Sweat dripped down their chests and their heavy breaths echoed in the room. The bed creaked as Wei vigorously pounded her. His fingers traveled from her waist to her back. The wet slapping of their hips rivaled the sound of the thunderstorm outside.