The intense, shameful, and lewd pleasure caused her mind to go blank, and her body reached an incredibly powerful orgasm.

Song Ning’s penis pressed hard against her clitoris, and a hot, warm current gushed out continuously. Some of it flowed into her uterus, while most of it filled her tender, convulsing vagina.

“Um, I left an important document at the apartment…”

“I’ve arrived at the apartment. I’ll go to the company as soon as I get the documents…”

The person outside was speaking urgently about something important, sounding nothing like someone who had seen or heard anything.

Zhao Yi then realized something was wrong and quickly lifted the clothes covering her head. Afraid of revealing her face, she only lifted the clothes a little bit and looked out through her narrow eyes. She then discovered that the door was closed with only a crack.

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut outside, and the man’s voice was no longer heard. Only then did Zhao Yi, filled with shame and anger, say:

“Honey!! You scared me to death!! I thought…”

Song Ning closed the door again with his foot, then pulled his girlfriend’s T-shirt off with both hands and hugged his naked girlfriend from behind.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together. Song Ning held Zhao Yi’s earlobe in her mouth and said:

“What are you afraid of? So many of your followers on Twitter have seen it, haven’t they? Besides, you were shaking so badly just now, and your pussy was sucking so hard, doesn’t that prove you were enjoying it too?”

Zhao Yi was tickled terribly by her boyfriend’s teasing, and she shook her head back and forth to avoid Song Ning.

“It itches so much! How can Twitter be the same as real life? I don’t want my neighbors to look at me with weird eyes!”

Song Ning chuckled inwardly at his girlfriend’s stubbornness. She had clearly enjoyed herself immensely just now, but she refused to admit it. Without exposing her, he swayed his hips back and forth and began thrusting again.

“Waaah…no! No, please, honey~~”

“I…I can’t help but…make a sound!”

Zhao Yi twisted her body, it was unclear whether she was cooperating with Song Ning’s penetration or trying to resist the physical pleasure.

Although the door was locked, she didn’t know if people outside could hear her, so she had to suppress her moans.

“Squeak… Bang!!”

I heard the sound of a door opening and closing next door, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, and soon after, the sound of the elevator arriving.

Zhao Yi covered her mouth with her hand, suppressing the urge to moan. Her face flushed red as she held back. Finally, when she heard the elevator doors open and close, she couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Mmm… Husband, it feels so good, your big cock feels so good…”

“My little cunt is being filled so full!”

“I feel… I feel like my husband’s semen is being squeezed into my uterus!”

“Waaaaah~~ Husband, husband! Husband, fuck me to death!”

“Two days, two days without being fucked by a big cock, it’s so uncomfortable… I’m dying… Ahhhhh”

Zhao Yi, who hadn’t yet recovered from the previous climax, soon experienced a second wave. Bubbly white fluid kept flowing from her vagina, a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen that had formed after intense friction.

Song Ning was thrusting vigorously, intoxicated by his girlfriend’s passionate moans, when suddenly the delicate body in his arms sank, and the moans stopped abruptly. Song Ning stopped thrusting and quickly checked on her, only to find that Zhao Yi had fainted.

His girlfriend had probably been worried about him these past few days and hadn’t had a good rest, and the intense sexual pleasure had caused him to fall asleep.

So Song Ning pulled out his penis and carefully picked up Zhao Yi in his arms. People are much heavier than usual when they lose consciousness, but this was nothing to Song Ning, and he easily carried her up to the second floor.

After placing his girlfriend on the bed, Song Ning turned and went to the bathroom, filled the bathtub with hot water, then returned to the bedside, picked up his girlfriend again, and carried her into the bathroom.

The bathtub in the bathroom wasn’t very big, just big enough for the two of them. Song Ning looked at his sleeping girlfriend with a pained expression, and used his hands to wash her body.

The misty air made Zhao Yi’s skin look even whiter and more supple. Without makeup, she looked less glamorous but more approachable.

Song Ning never experienced this feeling with other girls; perhaps this is the difference between love and desire.

Song Ning gave Zhao Yi a thorough bath, but she still didn’t seem to wake up.

Even more troublesome than taking a bath was drying off. Song Ning held Zhao Yi in one arm and struggled to dry her off completely, especially her hair, which was mostly dried by the heater on the bathroom ceiling.

After coming out of the bathroom, Song Ning lay down on the bed with Zhao Yi in his arms. Holding his girlfriend’s soft body in his arms, their bodies were closely intertwined, and Song Ning gradually felt a sense of peaceful satisfaction.

Looking back on the past two days, it all felt like a dream. A wave of weariness washed over her, and Song Ning, now relaxed, drifted off to sleep.

As Song Ning slept, in a hazy state, she seemed to return to that dimly lit, secluded hideout. A woman’s voice came from behind the iron gate:

“Master, have you decided to abandon the second brother and the others?”

“Yes! Yes! I understand, I can finally go back to my master!”