But there was truly no escape, because no matter how she struggled, Bai Ruyi found that her fate was sealed. Her strength was lower than his, and with every thrust that this bastard made, it became even weaker and weaker.
She felt like she was sinking into a swamp of mud, her mind being overwhelmed and suppressed by the pleasure until it was all she could think of, with thoughts of self-preservation falling into chaos. There was no longer a coherent thought in her head, just the feeling of being penetrated deeply and slowly, causing her animal instincts to come forth.
There was no other sound in the room except that of skin meeting skin, flesh slapping against flesh, and the continuous expulsion of fluid from Bai Ruyi.
