And then there were those sent on pilgrimages—a sacred, hush-hush ritual that no one ever talked about openly.
He glanced at the water snake again, its lifeless body still coiled in his hand.
Before he could dwell on it further, a sharp mix of pain and pleasure shot through his manhood, pulling him back to the present.
Hei Fei's warm mouth had taken him in completely, her lips sealing around his swollen girth and size as she swallowed him deep.
Feng Wei's breath hitched, his body trembling as the sensations overwhelmed him.
The pain was still there, sharp and searing, but it was mingling with a pleasure so intense it was almost unbearable.
Hei Fei's sharp tongue moved with precision, her suction firm and unrelenting, and Feng Wei felt himself being pulled deeper into her world—a world where pain and pleasure were one and the same.
Yes, this the same sensation, the same ecstasy he wanted. Again and again.