Chapter 75

　　I was so fucked that I couldn't moan, and what was even more terrifying was that I wanted Osborn to fuck harder, so that the little hole could be crispy and numb, with juice splattering everywhere. 　　"Osborn~ stop! Give me a break!" 　　The continuous pleasure made me gasp for breath, and tears couldn't stop falling. 　　My hair, which had been neatly groomed, had loosened, and several strands of sweaty hair clung to my face in disorder. 　　The clothes on my upper body had not been taken off yet and were hung casually on my body. My large skin was exposed to the air and trembled nervously. 　　Osborn extended his arm, held onto my head with one hand, and grabbed my waist with the other, forcing me to raise my buttocks. 　　I was almost unable to breathe. 　　His powerful palm on the back of my head was tightly pressing me, making it even more difficult for me to lift my head. 　　I struggled hard, but all I could move was my buttocks and waist. Amidst the suffocating feeling of dying, the pleasu