Đừng dừng lại, “Cô nài nỉ đôi môi sưng lên.” Làm ơn, anh chàng, đừng dừng lại.
Don’t stop,” she pleaded with swollen lips. “Please, Guy, don’t stop.”The same hunger that ran through him had taken her as well. What kind of man would he be to leave her with such need?
Donna Grant, Night’s Awakening