The low roar, like the crazy roar of a beast, came out like thunder.


    In this magnificent room, a scene full of wild passion is about to be staged.


    The middle-aged man''s waist was stiff and his hips suddenly sent forward. The speed and strength rolled up a weak strong wind. Ordinary women don''t know whether they can survive in the face of this kind of sprint.


    The woman, however, did not know anything about any crisis. She lay motionless, giving the feeling that she was dead, if not with body temperature.


    With a puff, the man''s hard place directly stabbed into the woman''s lower body. Suddenly, blood splashed out and several strands splashed on the man''s face. He stretched out his hand and put it in front of his eyes. Suddenly, he gave out a strange laugh like a night owl. Soon, his hips retreated and then rushed forward again.


    Such a perfect woman is lost under the middle-aged man.


    The low roar came from the man''s slightly wriggling throat intermittently, rolling like countless thunder roaring. The man''s whole body was tight, and his muscles seemed to twist one after another, tied to his body, wriggling constantly with his sprint, full of a strong sense of strength.


    The woman''s body, which was sprint by sprint again and again, also moved with the rhythm of sprint.


    At this time, the woman who was originally motionless and silent was like a corpse. Her fingers suddenly moved, although it was only a slight tremor.


    Then, the woman''s seemingly deep, but actually some numb eyes, the pupils also trembled slightly, and for a moment, it gave people a feeling of living.


    A unique vitality emerged from the woman and then spread away.


    The man who was sprinting wildly also found this and couldn''t help showing a happy look.


    In fact, part of the reason why he was so anxious to get on the beauty was that the beauty was so charming and attracted him, which made him almost lose his reason and turn into a beast.


    In addition, there is a major premise.


    This beauty is a slave, an auction item, and a strong figure with level 18 combat effectiveness. This strength is not comparable to that of this middle-aged man.


    Although he finally photographed the woman, it doesn''t mean that the woman belongs to him and accepts his control, which still needs some means.


    And this means of control is to break the body.


    This woman, who has been cast some strange magic and imprisoned, will not move or say a word, just like a corpse