Sir! No!
“No! Don’t kill me! I’m sorry! I apologize for everything we did before... It was all his idea. He was afraid you’d covet me... I... I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn’t listen. He even called me a slut... Sir... You know I’m just a weak woman... I had no choice but to obey my husband...”
Nicole Kidman stared at Xiao Yi as he approached with a cold sneer, her eyes fixed on the blood-smeared Mo Dao in his hand. Finally, she broke, dropping to her knees with a thud, head tilted back, biting her tender red lips, tears welling up as she gazed at him pleadingly.
“Sir... please! I beg you, don’t kill me! I’ll do anything as long as you spare my life...”
Nicole Kidman’s body began to tremble faintly. Her slender hand clutched at her chest, unconsciously squeezing her soft, perky breasts, making them look even more alluring and seductive.
Outside the window, the sliver of sunlight piercing through the curtain gap was shrinking, its color shifting to a deep crimson.
The entire hall grew darker with the onset of dusk, the atmosphere turning oppressively gloomy.
Outside, the zombies grew more frenzied, their pounding on the doors and windows growing more urgent and forceful.
Tonight would be a long, endless night...
Xiao Yi stepped right up to Nicole Kidman, looking down at the international superstar kneeling naked before him, begging pitifully. The sense of dominance filled him with a subtle thrill of accomplishment.
Right now, he burned to conquer this Hollywood goddess, the object of every man’s fantasies!
“Mrs. Cruise, if you want to live, you know what you have to do.” Xiao Yi swallowed hard, his throat dry as he stared at the stunning beauty gazing up at him from between his legs.
Nicole Kidman’s face drained of color, turning ashen white.
She knew exactly what he wanted from her!
“Could we... could we go to the bedroom? Tom is my husband... doing this in front of him...” Nicole bit her lip, shaking her head in torment. “And after you and I... you have to let my husband go...”
“Are you bargaining with me?” Xiao Yi shot out a hand, grabbing a fistful of Nicole Kidman’s golden hair and yanking her roughly to her feet.
Her pitiful, vulnerable look didn’t stir an ounce of pity in him—instead, it ignited the savage lust deep in his core.
Xiao Yi pulled a bottle of mineral water from his Space Magic Cube and doused her face and body with it.
His left hand followed the streaming water, roughly caressing downward from her forehead.
Her pert nose, her watery big eyes, then her smooth cheeks and tempting red lips.
Xiao Yi’s fingers pressed crudely against Nicole Kidman’s soft lips, forcing them into her mouth and pouring the water straight down her throat.
“Rinse that mouth you’ve kissed him with! Don’t you dare dirty my cock later!” Xiao Yi roughly dug his fingers around her pearly white teeth and delicate tongue.
Nicole’s mouth wasn’t large—inside, it was exquisitely tender, her tongue silky and soft. Even with his hand in there, it felt slick and pleasurable.
As the water flowed, Xiao Yi’s hand slid lower again, tracing down her slender, graceful neck.
When his broad palm cupped one of Nicole Kidman’s perky, tender breasts, she couldn’t hold back a trembling moan.
It had been days since she’d last made love, and her body was already burning with pent-up desire. Tom Cruise’s tongue had only fanned those flames earlier, and now, with Xiao Yi’s touch, the fire in her roared back to life.
One bottle of water finished, Xiao Yi snatched an open bottle of red wine from nearby and poured it over the snowy peaks he’d already kneaded out of shape!
He washed Nicole’s tender, perky breasts with meticulous care—caressing, squeezing.
Nicole Kidman squeezed her eyes shut tight, biting her lip in agony, hands braced on the round table. Her body arched like a bow, thrusting her breasts out even more prominently.
With a sidelong glance at her husband, bound helplessly nearby, and the illicit pleasure of another man’s hands on her body, waves of shame and guilt crashed through her. The forbidden thrill made her pulse race; her breathing quickened, her body reacting intensely.
The water and wine, funneled by the dip of her pelvis, streamed straight toward her fresh, tender pussy.
Her breasts already stimulated, her pussy had begun to flood. Now, under the wine’s sting, it twitched involuntarily, drawing the liquid inside before expelling it mixed with her juices in gentle spurts...
With such a beauty in his arms, Xiao Yi’s breathing grew ragged. His cock throbbed red-hot beneath his pants, tenting them obscenely.
“Mmm~~~ No~~~ Please, sir~~~ Don’t~~~”