Luo Muchen retreated his thrusts shallow and short making Qie Xieling moan loudly. Warm tears of both pleasure and pain flowed down his cheeks involuntarily as his new husband indulged himself in the desires of the flesh.
Luo Muchen felt his wife's warm tears dripping onto his hand. He slowed his pace and whispered gently into her ears, 'Wife, does it hurt... If it hurts tell me." Qie Xieling's lips parted his voice breathy as he said,
"Don't stop ah ah I am about to ahh fuck." Qie Xieling clenched the sheets tightly till his knuckles turned white. He was trying to steady himself as the thrusts got faster and deeper. He fell back on the bed his cheeks an alluring crimson with beads of cold sweat lacing his forehead.
