Even after bathing, there seemed to be a trace of white fluid still clinging to her vaginal opening…
After putting on the panty, the feeling of the open-crotch fabric digging into her labia made her let out a soft moan. Her thighs went weak, and she steadied herself by holding onto the table frame. After panting softly for a while, she took out another piece of underwear.
It was an equally alluring lingerie set, a sheer nightgown of the same color. Her breasts pushed the fabric high, revealing two erect, cherry-red nipples—a more seductive look than wearing nothing at all.
Then the girl turned around, and I finally saw her face clearly…it seemed to be Luo Qin, the secretary girl beside Xue Tang.
Luo Qin's face was shy yet expectant, her beautiful eyes shimmering like water, her cheeks flushed with an alluring blush, displaying the passion after a passionate encounter.
Clearly, she had just emerged from intense intercourse, and her bath wasn't meant to end it, but rather to "rejoin" it again.
When Luo Qin emerged from the bathroom, I breathed a slight sigh of relief. It was a misunderstanding; thankfully, I hadn't been discovered, otherwise, it would have been difficult to explain…and having gone to the wrong room meant I'd have to continue searching.
But just as I was about to turn and leave through the ventilation window, a delicate, seductive moan, like that of a nightingale, suddenly drifted into my ears. My body stiffened abruptly, my breath caught in my throat. Luo Qin had just finished showering and had only been outside for a few breaths; this moan couldn't possibly be her…
Then, who was the woman making this moan?
...
At Ling Xuan's house.
The bed that belonged to the young girl, witnessing her blossoming youth and innocent growth, was now soaked and disheveled, stained with love fluids and water stains everywhere, the white semen half-dried, and traces of semen forming a membrane.
Two beautiful girls, one tall and one short, lay sprawled on the bed, their bodies bearing marks no less severe than those on the bed.
Even their glistening hair and the soles of their rosy feet were covered in a white membrane of semen; their pink clitoris were swollen and red, still bearing the marks of vigorous sucking.
Both nipples had been pressed together and ejaculated, leaving a messy aftermath.
Needless to say, the honeyed orifices between their thighs were a sight to behold; their labia were swollen and red, gaping open in a pitiful display, thick streams of semen gushing out.
Ma Zhikai scratched his forehead. His culprit, a banana-shaped, drooping member, was still wet from being withdrawn from the two sisters' honeyed orifices. Creamy white semen had accumulated on the glans, and despite a night of activity, it showed no signs of shrinking, remaining hot and menacing.
Frankly, he didn't understand why he was so vigorous, able to handle two women without stopping.
Although he knew beforehand that his penis was large—at least when he urinated, it was unparalleled compared to those around him—
His physique was rather plump, and he usually ejaculated only two or three times at most, four or five times before reaching his limit.
A threesome all night long was simply wishful thinking!
But now he could do it, and it was obvious it was due to Miss Yu Tang's magic… Of course, Ma Zhikai didn't know that this was because his "false yang" constitution had benefited from encountering an extremely yin constitution, and also because Yu Tang's "witchcraft" had taken effect.
Just as she was almost unconscious from being fucked, Ling Xuan, whose fair thighs were dripping with semen, suddenly trembled and began to sob.
The girl curled up her beautiful legs, her back to Ma Zhikai, making her swollen vulva even more prominent; she could no longer deceive herself, the person in her bed wasn't her prince charming, Brother Xing.
But a fat man with a big head and ears, yet under the burning, boiling lust within her, she completely regarded him as "Brother Xing," shyly and proactively twisting her waist to meet his movements, emitting moans that even made her blush and her heart race.
Even as her sister showed signs of waking, he deliberately held her down, letting his large, fleshy body roam freely over her slender, fair, and beautiful body…
He even stacked the sisters together, taking turns entering her tight, honeyed cave…
He tried countless positions: sometimes like helping a little girl urinate, except the place meant for urination was filled entirely by his sausage-like penis; sometimes he spread her legs, making her squat like a little frog, thrusting violently from below; sometimes he grabbed her little feet and put them in his mouth, pressing his knees against her breasts, thrusting straight in and out…
What embarrassed her most was that her legs were spread wide, pressed against her shoulders, her entire round, delicate buttocks lifted off the bed, her hips wide open, almost like an inverted M shape facing him.
She could see with her own eyes that his thick, dark penis was stretching her thighs, making them swollen and gaping, her tender red labia being plowed in and out, shameful white fluid smearing the sides of her vulva, forming silvery threads with each thrust.
He became even more vigorous in his teasing of her, kissing her red lips relentlessly, his large tongue plunging into her mouth, sucking with a hissing sound like air being drawn out. Her fair face contorted, clearly showing two small whirlpools of saliva.
While stirring, he churned incessantly between her red lips, hooking her little tongue and swirling it around, saliva dripping from her smooth chin down her neck…
His plump body pressed her down so much that she seemed invisible. The middle of the bed dipped, revealing only two long, slender, powerfully beautiful legs extending from either side of his plump waist… The strong, shapely legs she once envied were now limply hanging in the man's arms, swaying weakly with each powerful thrust.
Not only did she not stop it, but as her sister's toes curled up, struggling slightly and whimpering like a nightmare, she, under the influence of lust, actively helped the chubby man soothe her sister… During the sisters' intimate playful squabbles, she knew her sister's sensitive spots intimately.
Her sister was afraid of having her toes touched, so she held one of her sister's soft, delicate feet, extending her pink tongue to lick and trace between the toes, as well as the back of her knees, below her breasts…
The girl sobbed, her arms wrapped around her knees. After the tide of lust subsided, an indescribable regret and self-reproach overwhelmed her heart.
Just as she was weeping sadly, a slender, carrot-like finger suddenly entered her swollen, sensitive labia. The two tender, clam-like labia were parted, her flower lips teased a few times, and her honeyed orifice immediately felt warm. A slippery liquid welled up from the opening, moistening the man's finger.
Lingxuan's sobs, soaked in the passion of the night, quickly transformed into alluring moans, a spark rising from her lower abdomen, turning into a gentle flow.
Even though the muse's effect on her had been dispelled, the girl, after a night of passionate lovemaking, had already—tasted the sweetness.