Phantom of the Wasted Lands Chapter 27

"Ah... I'm going to be Fcuked to death... I'm going to be Fcuked to death... wuwu..."

Sienna Blake stuck her B*tt out, rested her head on her arm and cried quietly. She didn't know how long Liam Drake had been Fcuking her. Not only did Liam Drake have good innate conditions, but he also had great endurance. He almost made Sienna Blake lose half her life.

"Let me see where I'm going to get Fcuked, huh?"

Liam Drake pulled Sienna Blake up from the bed, holding her waist with one hand and lifting one of her legs with the other. He pushed her hard from bottom to top, making her cry out for help. He even asked her knowingly what she couldn't stand. What exactly couldn't she stand? Didn't he have any idea? !

Liam Drake turned his head to look at Sienna Blake, who was sweating profusely, with flushed cheeks and a face covered with tears. He liked her more and more. He was very happy that the first woman was such a powerful Sienna Blake. Although this twisted world prevented him from monopolizing this woman, he could Fcuk her hard so that she would remember him deeply and value him. As smart as he was, he had already seen that the era of women being kings would come sooner or later, and it would always be right for him to take some advantages before that.