Wedding night 78
Being done to such a shameful and intimate thing by a man that she hated and feared before. He penetrated deep into the womb again and again to breed. He entered the place that no one had ever reached before. Deep inside, he scratched her vagina again and again, the itch was extremely tender, and he forced her body under his strong force with every possible means, convulsively accepting the waves of almost overwhelming pleasure, one after another, which forced herself to squirt and climax again and again, making the flower between her legs bright red and dripping with dew.
Lucio fucked him so hard that the woman beneath him could do nothing except cry and squirt. As a royal knight, Lucio usually trains very intensively and has an endurance. Normally, he would not be so violent, but tonight is the wedding night, and Selena is dressed so seductively. He had indeed enjoyed himself in the pool for the first time, but never underestimate the nature of a man. He could endure it even if he had never tasted the wonderful taste. Once he had experienced the ultimate pleasure, he would always think about it.
On the wedding night, she was so delicate and supple. Not only did she not resist as before, she even held his arms and begged for mercy delicately. The charming moans stimulated the man even more. His cock was almost uncontrollably erect. The woman beneath him was so delicate that she kept crawling forward in the soft bed, trying to escape, but the man held her waist firmly, and her throat were hoarse from crying.
After a while, the man's desire finally calmed down a bit, and he then looked down at the delicate figure in his arms. Selena was in complete disarray, with her delicate body looking like it had been trampled, and the area between her legs looked like a flower that had been crushed by a hand and soaked by the rain, completely wet. There seemed to be a small opening in the center of it, unable to close completely, and from there a transparent liquid with a hint of white slowly flowed - his essence. This scene deeply stimulated the man's eyes.
However, the person whimpering in her arms barely had the strength to bring her legs together, maintaining the kneeling position, as if she had not yet been loved enough. She could only close her eyes and sob. The man hugged her tenderly as she clung to her neck, shaking his head and lamenting at her, her soft hair scattered everywhere. "Oh, you're a beast, heartless. You've hurt me so much. There are kiss marks on my neck. How am I going to face people tomorrow?"
The man couldn't help but smile. This mansion was built especially for her. There is no need to worry about anyone else. Even if the servants see it, they won't dare to say anything. Looking at the fragile person in his arms, he felt satisfied. With that in mind, he led her to the bathroom.
As dawn broke, Selena emerged from the bathroom to find that the servants had already changed the sheets. Exhausted, she could barely lift a finger when the man carried her to bed. With half-closed eyes, she endured Lucio's relentless deep kisses.
Though drowsy, she was still sensitive, knowing that Lucio wanted another round. Having suffered so much, she understood that he was someone who responded better to softness than resistance. The more she resisted, the less likely he was to be persuaded. But if she softened her tone, coaxed and cajoled, he would comply with her wishes.
If she scolded him again, she might end up enduring more. There was no way she could sleep tonight. Tomorrow, her legs would surely ache, and the gap between her legs wouldn't close. And the ejaculated into her would surely keep flowing all day. With tears in her eyes, Selena hugged Lucio's waist and said, "I'm so tired. If you keep going like this, my body won't be able to handle it. You must hate me and want to get back at me, that's why you're treating me like this right after marrying me. You don't know how to cherish me."
As she hugged and cried, Lucio's movements indeed stopped, as if he genuinely feared harming the woman in his arms, and he loosened his grip slightly. Seeing this, Selena seized the opportunity to cling tighter to his neck, rubbing her tear-dampened cheek against his like a kitten. With a tone of both tenderness and complaint, she said, "We've already gone three times tonight, and my waist and pussy are hurting."
When he touched her abdomen, it was tender and soft. After a few strokes, he couldn't help but wrap his arm around her sore and swollen waist, starting to massage it. Although his hand was rough and it hurt her skin, his palm was warm and the pressure was just right, making it quite comfortable. Selena, accustomed to such treatment, instinctively straightened her body to let him massage her, despite the man's lips continuously suckling on her cherry-like nipples without further action. Exhausted, Selena finally relaxed, her arm lightly resting on the man's shoulder as she drifted into a deep sleep in his warm and powerful embrace.