The moment I entered Roulan, I let out a low groan. Her insides were soft, with small bumps along her folds that stimulated my glans like tiny tongues sucking me deeper into her soaked depths. "Roulan, you feel so good."
"J-John... you're so big..." She gasped the words slowly, her hips lifting as my cock entered her about a third of the way, reaching the thin layer that protected her purity.
"I've wanted this for so long..." My words came out honestly, since the moment she sat on my chest, or maybe the night we drank together... no, I desired her from the moment I saw her.
Jiang Roulan looked up at me, a broad, playful smile on her face as she breathed out in a gentle, passionate voice.
I knew she was forcing herself... the tears in the corner of her eyes, and the feeling of her insides clamping tightly around me... as if to stop the intruder, but also... welcoming at the same time.
"I won't let you suffer, Roulan."
