Chapter 107. I’ll Still F*ck You with My Broken Leg. (h)

“Stop! Stop it, you…” Chen Jiashu opened her mouth but was unable to form a complete sentence. Her eyes, which kept turning back, were soft and charming, and her brows were brimming with love. Chen Du couldn’t get enough of her. He slid his fingers into her mouth, watching her face grow redder and her p*ssy more and more slippery. She’d just squ*rted, and her l*bia were swollen and ripe from being f*cked. Her cl*toris was engorged and red, and her v*gina was contracting in waves of l*st, still sucking him sl*ttily.

Chen Du’s fingers pumped slowly in and out of her mouth, closing her pointed chin to keep her from speaking. “You’ve squ*rted yourself twice, and when you’re done squ*rting, you tell me not to come? You are really good at it.”

He covered half of Chen Jiashu’s face, revealing misty and watery tear-filled eyes. An overly red blush painted her cheeks. Stripped naked and f*cked to tears, she looked both wanton and pitiful. Chen Du’s c*ck ached, wanting her to die of ecstasy. He thrust his shaft deep inside her, and her tight, juicy v*gina squeezed him until he wanted to c*m.

Chen Jiashu was turned over, facing Chen Du. He picked her up and f*cked her. Their lower bodies were pressed tightly together, and the monstrous p*nis was thrusting back and forth in the deep, red, little hole. The face-to-face position made their faces very close. Chen Du kept saying shameful things in her ear, praising her for taking him so deep and being tight, and asking her viciously if she had a boyfriend secretly. She cried and shook her head and said no, but he didn’t believe it. “When didn’t you say no but still did? You said you would never leave me in the Maldives, but you turned around and ran away faster than anyone else. Tell me the truth, do you?”

She had said it hadn’t happened a hundred times. Chen Jiashu was so annoyed that she raised her leg and kicked him in the shoulder, “Go away!”

Her words were as weak as her movements. Chen Du sneered, gripping her ankles and pulling them apart, spreading her thighs to reveal the beautiful, red, wet v*gina between her legs. It was smeared with white sp*rm, a crimson-white hue. His lower body was still inside. The head of his p*nis was lodged in her c*rvix before withdrawing, with most of his p*nis still exposed. S*men continuously dripped down her legs as he thrust. Every time he saw it, he couldn’t help but marvel at how such a small, tender v*gina could take such a large thing.

He said subconsciously. “Yes, sister likes it thick. You are so sl*tty. Who else can satisfy you?” He leaned down and kissed her deeply, hard and wet. His hands cupped her br*asts, kneading them into various shapes. He wanted to rub her into his body, biting her lips and sucking like prey.

The long and intense kiss made Chen Jiashu feel weak all over. She struggled to speak in the airtight kiss, “Is your leg injured?” She tried to tilt her head down, trying hard to see his leg.

He pinched her chin and pulled her back. He seemed very angry. “Why are you thinking so much nonsense when kissing?”

You call that nonsense? “You broke your leg and you’re still…”

“Why are you panicking? I can still f*ck you even if your leg is broken.” The thick and hard p*nis was inserted heavily into her uterus, causing her whole body to tremble with numbness. Chen Jiashu’s face was flushed, and she was shaking from being f*cked. Chen Du lowered his head and pecked her lower lip lightly. “I’m fine.”

“You’d better be okay.” She rolled her eyes at him rudely. Did he think she was blind and was fooling her? He was a little unsteady when he was walking just now, and now he was kneeling with his legs apart, one leg on the edge of the bed. He must have been injured.

Chen Jiashu thought it was heartbreaking to watch, yet she was also somewhat shamelessly thankful. She had a deep understanding of how vigorous Chen Du was. She had found it difficult to handle before, but now he had been holding his breath for three months. If his legs were fine, she would have fainted long ago. How could she resist him when he went crazy?

Chen Du’s current state was not much different from that of a madman. It seemed as if he could not feel any pain at all. He spread her legs wider, raised his a*s and thrust in. “Sister, you care about me so much; I’m really touched. Hiss, you’re so sl*tty, squeezing me so tight. Can I c*m for you?”

She shook her head, scolding him, while moaning. The two of them unexpectedly started arguing, one after the other. It was less of a quarrel and more like a flirtation to cheer things up. Chen Jiashu scolded more and more vigorously, tears falling more fiercely, and she completely let go, twisting under him like a fairy, sucking and squeezing, “You son of a b*tch. Ah ah, you little beast! You broken-leg thing! There, there. Oh, it’s hitting so deep! Harder.”

Chen Du grabbed her br*asts with his hands, not caring about her vicious and powerful little mouth, and let her scold him. Sl*t! She enjoys scolding me from above and eating me from below even more. She was born to be so sl*tty. “Why did you come to seduce me in the first place? You dared to take off your clothes and show your bra in front of me. Aren’t you waiting for me to f*ck you? Huh? sl*t.”

He put her on the head of the bed and inserted it at different angles. Chen Jiashu was almost suspended in the air, crying, sweating, and moaning. All of the shame evaporated with the sweat. She didn’t care about anything else at all. She was f*cked so hard that her toes were put together and wrapped around his waist, swaying back and forth with the movements.

Chen Du pressed his forehead against hers, flesh against flesh. His hot, thick sp*rm gushed into her, wave after wave, hitting the delicate walls of her uterus and filling her entire womb. Every bone in her body felt like it had been scalded. Chen Jiashu shuddered from his intense ejaculation and came again. Streams of s*men gushed, splattering out in thick, white streams, leaving her v*gina a muddy mess. She huddled in Chen Du’s arms, sobbing.

Chen Du held her tightly, wiping away the tears from her face. He gently kissed her eyelids and asked,. “Did you c*m? Are you feeling good? Are you still running?” His voice was captivatingly gentle, and his grip around her waist tightened. “If you dare to run, you’re dead.”

“I’ll f*ck you to death.”

Chen Jiashu rolled her eyes in exhaustion. She couldn’t even crawl now, so why would she run?

She was completely paralysed by the f*cking and fell asleep in a daze. She didn’t remember how many times she had org*smed, or if she had just squ*rted again, or maybe not. She was too sleepy, too tired, and too lonely and wanted someone, wanted him, to keep her company. She was wrapped in Chen Du’s arms and found a comfortable position in his arms; her head arched, and she fell asleep so mindlessly and peacefully.

One more chapter before the end, then it’s just some extras!