“Xu Tian, I never realized your massage techniques were so exquisite. How come I never noticed before?”
Song Yazhi closed her eyes, a look of pure bliss on her face.
“That’s normal. After all, back in school, I was quite the introvert,” I said with a bitter smile.
“Ah… If only I hadn’t married so early, and now, look at me, you belong to Yaxue, and I’ve lost my chance…”
Song Yazhi looked at me with a face full of wistful longing. “Good at massages, and that thing of yours is so big, what a pity, out of sight, out of mind.”
“Ah, stop… stop it, don’t touch there, ah ah ah…”
When my fingers once again brushed her sensitive spot, she couldn’t help but start moaning again.
“Alright, the massage is done.”
Seeing that she really couldn’t take it anymore, if I continued , I was genuinely worried she might lose control and pounce on me.
“Ah? It’s… it’s over?”
Song Yazhi was panting, her face alarmingly red, seemingly a bit reluctant for it to end.
I smiled and appraised the beauty lying before me.
Her firm peaches, the overflowing secret crevice, every part emitted an alluring fragrance.
She didn’t bother to hide herself; instead, she boldly spread her legs, took a tissue, and began to wipe the liquid from herself, acting as if I were thin air.
If I could still hold back under these circumstances, then I truly wouldn’t be a man.
“Song Yazhi, I… I just remembered, your peach, it still needs more massaging.”
Saying this, I didn’t wait for her consent and pressed down on her, grabbing hold of those large peaches with one hand each.
Opening my mouth, I took a bud into my mouth.
A moan of extreme pleasure rang out, and Song Yazhi arched her body, subconsciously clinging onto my head.
“Mmm-hmm, Xu Tian, don’t… don’t let go, just like that, it feels so good when you suck! Ah…”
Her body was really sensitive. As I sucked like that, her sexy body began to twist non-stop, especially below, where the waters almost turned into a river.
She clung tightly to my head, talking dirty non-stop, which undoubtedly stimulated me and made me even more aroused.
“Mmm! Feels so good! Xu Tian, I’m going to die of pleasure. Don’t… don’t stop, keep going…”
When I released my mouth, Song Yazhi, still in the throes of enjoyment, was not pleased, and held my head down, refusing to let go.
“How about… I massage another area?” I said with a wry smile.
“No, no, I like what you were doing just now.”
“Besides, massaging with hands is nothing compared to using your mouth. Come on, keep going…” she looked at me with seductive eyes, full of longing.
“Well… alright then!”
I helplessly agreed, bending down again to take another bud into my mouth.
“Mmm… Xu Tian, do you… mmm-mmm… do you, despise me?”
She asked in an unclear voice while enjoying herself.
“Ah? How could I despise you? No, absolutely not,” I quickly waved my hands, not understanding why she would ask such a thing.
“Then… why won’t you… do that with me?”
“I’m already, and you still don’t take the initiative. Isn’t that contempt for me?”
“Or do you think I’m dirty?”
Song Yazhi looked at me with pitiful eyes, filled with grievance, and was on the verge of crying.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, I too felt quite distressed and said in turmoil, “No… it’s not that, I just fear that Yaxue might… misunderstand.”
“Haha, so you’re worried about that? Don’t worry, Yaxue told me, you two aren’t in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.”
Song Yazhi laughed, whispering in my ear, “And you know, she tacitly agrees, or else why do you think she left? Isn’t it to give us a chance to be alone?”
Hearing this, I was first stunned, then overjoyed.
With that being said, doesn’t that mean I can possess both Yang Yaxue and Song Yazhi, the two campus goddesses whom countless men dream of?
I thought it was a trap that Yang Yaxue had set for me, but it turned out to be a stroke of luck in romance she had arranged!
No wonder they were whispering so mysteriously; they were actually “plotting” this.
Realizing this, I had no further reservations, and like a starving wolf, I pounced on the tempting body…