That did it. Ming Tao buckled to her craving for him and plunged in.
He was far from gentle. He entered her with a sharp push that made her grunt and left her gasping, Ming Tao utterly forgot his earlier thought precaution to mate with her with care the moment her walls clasped around him.
Suddenly, the fragility of Mira did not want to make him go any slower or be any less wild with her, he wanted to drown into the heat that consumed him, and right now, as his length pulsed inside of her, it blossomed. His heart pounded in his and his heavy hot breath fanned her face.
"You look beautiful when you have me inside of you." Ming Tao panted. He let his hand which did not hold her hands up reach for Mira's hair. The back of his palm trailed down her soft facial curves, admiration in the imprint of his touch. He pulled out gently, letting her pussy stretch to his girth before thrusting back into her, hard and rough.
