All the buildup was for this final moment.
When the massive thing paused blatantly at the entrance, Dong Qingyu's heart leapt into her throat.
She was nervous—this was her first time experiencing this.
But at the same time, she was happy; after today, she would become a woman.
Become Su Ming's woman.
Su Ming gripped that huge cock in his hand and slowly pressed it against her clean, plump sex.
Moistened slightly with her juices, he aimed at her opening and thrust inside.
He barely made it in before Dong Qingyu's face twisted in pain.
"Does it hurt? Should I go easier?"
"No, keep going. I like this feeling."
For the wild Dong Qingyu, this kind of sensation only fueled her inner desires.
Hearing Dong Qingyu's words, Su Ming pushed in another few inches.
Dong Qingyu clutched the bedsheet tightly in both hands, her face lost between agony and pleasure.
The only thing she could feel now was something entering her body down below.
