The muscles in Lin Feng's abdomen contracted to the extreme in an instant!
[Ding! Yin-Yang Pleasure Skill cultivation value +10, current 20/200!]
"Umm… umm!"
Zhang Jing got a faceful of cum, her small face flushing crimson.
I'm gonna die!
She was choking, her vision blurring at the edges. Then, a peculiar scent instantly filled the air.
After unloading a full clip, Lin Feng's mind went blank, all his strength drained. His legs buckled.
Zhang Jing immediately supported him and sat him on the toilet.
Looking at the unconscious Lin Feng and her own disheveled state, her mind was a whirlwind.
She… she had actually helped Lin Feng finish…
And she'd swallowed his cum, and he'd touched her pussy…
She stood there dazedly, only snapping out of it after a long moment.
Frantic, she rinsed the honey flowing from her pussy, pulled up her panties, and fixed Lin Feng's clothes.
Only then did she open the door and sneak out, acting like a thief.
The private room was still lively — Qin Wanrou surrounded by a group of girls singing, no one noticing her abnormality.
Zhang Jing returned to her corner, heart still racing.
She subconsciously licked her lips; that unique taste seemed to linger on her tongue.
Stealing a glance toward the bathroom, her face burned. The small climax had left her with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and secret elation.
However, what Zhang Jing didn't notice was that the atmosphere in the room had grown extremely strange.
Though the music was still pumping, the girls singing were clearly distracted, and more of them had gathered in small groups, whispering in low voices.
Their eyes glowed with excitement and anticipation.
When Zhang Jing returned to her seat, several girls immediately turned to look at her, covering their mouths and giggling with unmistakably suggestive smiles.
Zhang Jing's heart lurched; she reflexively wiped her mouth, afraid she'd left some trace.
That action only made the other girls laugh harder.
"I'm going to the bathroom too!"
Just then, Li Xue suddenly stood up and announced loudly.
"I'm going to touch up my makeup!" Another girl quickly followed.
"Me too! Wait for me!"
Suddenly, as if a switch had been flipped, the girls vied with each other, one after another — sometimes two or three at a time — eagerly crowding into that tiny bathroom.
Qin Wanrou paid no attention to the commotion; she kept glancing worriedly at the entrance, wondering why Lin Feng had been gone so long. Did buying a bottle of liquor really take this long?
She had no idea that behind her, the bathroom had completely turned into a hunting ground.
"Um, Teacher Qin, I… I'm heading back!"
Seeing the girls rush to the bathroom like it was a market, Zhang Jing felt a pang of sourness.
Imagining them kneeling before Lin Feng, one after another taking his load, her legs weakened.
She couldn't explain the feeling — intensely shameful yet wildly exciting.
Especially recalling Lin Feng's final moment, bending over, wrapping her head tightly in his powerful arms — she felt a shiver run through her.
"Alright, be careful on your way back," Qin Wanrou nodded, not suspecting a thing.
"This Lin Feng, why hasn't he come back…" Qin Wanrou muttered anxiously, then stood up. "I'll go check!"
The moment they saw the counselor leave, Xu Xuanxuan and Wang Xuejiao's eyes lit up!
They immediately tossed aside their microphones, exchanged an eager glance, and rushed into the bathroom.
From the dazed, lip-wiping look Zhang Jing had when she came out, they'd already guessed what happened!
That little hypocrite — acts all shy and introverted, but dares to go that far!
Just thinking of Lin Feng's potent masculine scent made heat surge inside them, their thighs rubbing together involuntarily.
It must taste amazing!
So the two of them couldn't wait to join in.
…
Meanwhile, Qin Wanrou searched the KTV's small convenience store but didn't see Lin Feng; the staff said they hadn't either.
She ran to the public restroom at the end of the hallway and asked a passing guy to check the men's room — no one there.
Still uneasy, she peeked through the crack of every room's door, worried Lin Feng had gotten lost after drinking.
After searching the entire KTV top to bottom, she still couldn't find him.
Just as she grew frantic and was about to return to the room to rally the students to search, she opened the door — and found Lin Feng had somehow already come back.
He was lying quietly in the corner of the sofa, eyes closed, breathing evenly, looking like he'd just passed out from drinking.
Gazing at that handsome, harmless face, another, completely different scene surfaced in her mind.
In the fantasy, her usually pristine white shirt had three buttons undone, revealing delicate collarbones and a deep cleavage.
The hem of her professional skirt was lifted, her long, silk-stockinged legs straddling Lin Feng's muscular waist.
She tilted her head back, savoring the absolute control.
One hand pressed on his burning eight-pack abs, feeling every tremor of those solid muscles; the other held his large hand, guiding it to grasp her H-cup breasts.
Beneath her, Lin Feng looked tormented, head raised, eyes blurred, gazing at her with a plea.
"Teacher Qin… I… I can't hold it!"
She would lean close, breathing fragrantly into his ear, while her hand slid downward, gripping his cock tightly, commanding in an unquestionable tone:
"You're not allowed to cum until I say so!"
Thinking of that image, Qin Wanrou felt a hot rush surge from her lower belly to her pussy, nearly making her wet herself. She subtly twisted her waist, thighs instinctively rubbing her delicate petals.
But thoughts were one thing — reality was another.
She'd had a great chance earlier to move up from counselor to the Student Affairs Office, but her marriage and pregnancy had delayed it. This time, she couldn't miss it.
If anyone found out she, as a counselor, constantly fantasized about riding the only guy in class, her career would be over.
So no matter how much she craved it, outwardly she had to remain the picture of propriety.
"Alright, that's enough for today — it's almost time for dorms to lock!" Qin Wanrou clapped her hands, raising her voice.
"Then… what about Lin Feng?" Xu Xuanxuan immediately stepped forward, feigning innocence. "How about Xuanxuan and Xuejiao carry him back?"
Wang Xuejiao quickly nodded, face full of anticipation.