"Master, does it feel good?"
Lin Fan lay on the bed, face up to the ceiling, savoring the softness as it gradually moved down his chest. Ren Tian’ai, with her hair tied up, looked provocatively at his face with a seductive charm, her small hand incessantly kneading his firm muscles.
"Quite comfortable. If I could have such a massage before sleep, there would be no need for sleep at all."
Lin Fan smiled and pinched Ren Tian’ai’s chin. The marvelous sensation was incomparable. When he would return to Chen Jiayi and Zhao Jiaqi, he decided he must experience the technique of these two women together.
"Tonight, I really want to feel the full force of the Master’s vigor... Master, do you know why my nickname is Ren Shuishui?"
Ren Tian’ai slowly knelt between Lin Fan’s legs and bent down to envelop his iron pestle with her voluptuous body, beginning to stroke it again.
"Could it be because you’re plenty wet?"
Lin Fan looked curiously at Ren Shuishui, while she confessed in a low voice with a flushed cheek, "It’s because I squirt a lot... In the bathroom, I almost couldn’t hold back... After you left, I was wet for quite a while... So later on, I wonder, Master, can you let me thoroughly enjoy being Shuishui?"
"So that’s it. Then you’d better hydrate a bit more, I’m afraid you might run out of water later!"
Lin Fan watched Ren Shuishui with amusement. She was already mounted on his legs, her body undulating continuously while her hands relentlessly massaged her explosive curves. It was undeniable, this woman’s desires seemed utterly unquenchable.
"Begging for the Master’s pity!"
She moved slowly onto Lin Fan, gripping the iron pestle with her small hand and sliding it into her already overflowing garden. That fulfillment of joy made her immediately start moaning wildly; feeling the unobstructed tightness, Lin Fan steadied her waist and watched her surge with pleasure.
In less than ten minutes, the intense pleasure made her involuntarily arch her back, eyes rolling back as a warm current shot straight to Lin Fan’s lower abdomen. Biting her lip, she struggled to suppress her moans, but the more she resisted, the more unbearable it became. Watching her , Lin Fan quickly flipped her beneath him and began to fiercely thrust.
"Master... you’re making me... feel so good... I feel like an immortal..."
"I’m about to die... Master’s staff... is amazing... I’ve never felt such joy before..."
"Master... I can’t take it... I feel like I’m dying..."
The sounds of ecstasy reverberated within the bedroom. Ren Tian’ai, unable to bear it any longer, screamed wildly; the pleasure overwhelming her body made her oblivious to whether the neighbors could hear. Her forehead bulged with veins, her face contorted with pleasure, and her lush body trembled ceaselessly in passion.
As the two were engaged in their fervent lovemaking, Lin Fan’s phone suddenly rang. It was Li Huizhen calling, which piqued his curiosity since all the women close to him knew he was always busy and wouldn’t call him unless absolutely necessary.
So, Lin Fan rolled over and lay down, while Ren Tian’ai sensibly climbed up and continued to service his sturdy iron pestle with her mouth. Lin Fan pressed the answer button on the phone.
"Hello, is it convenient for you to talk?"
Li Huizhen’s voice came through timidly.
"Very convenient, what’s up?"
Lin Fan asked curiously.
"It’s ... my aunt and her husband are coming to the city tomorrow... My aunt asked if it would be convenient to have dinner with you... So I wanted to ask for your input."
Li Huizhen asked cautiously.
"No problem, I’ll book a place for dinner tomorrow night and send you the details."
Thinking about the beautiful Xu Jingyi made Lin Fan smile.
"We’re all family, and I figured it’d be fine to just whip something up at home, no need to dine out, save when we can."
Li Huizhen quickly objected.
"That works, too. I haven’t had your cooking in ages. How about this, tomorrow night bring them over to my place, there’s a place to stay after dinner. You know the passcode, right? I’ll have groceries delivered, and you can take care of the cooking."
Lin Fan could detect the intention behind Li Huizhen’s words; she essentially wanted to show her aunt around the house, a five-bedroom duplex that could certainly impress the relatives. It was a subtle form of showing off.
"Alright, that’s settled then. Tomorrow night, Fangfang and I will wait for you at home."
Li Huizhen replied happily and then hung up. Meanwhile, Lin Fan wore a mischievous smile. This way, tomorrow night there would be three women he had been intimate with staying at his house; he wondered if there might be an opportunity to have a threesome.
As he was fantasizing, Ren Tian’ai’s phone suddenly rang. Looking at the caller, her expression changed, and she instinctively turned to Lin Fan, "It’s Zhao Xiaozhuang’s call; it must be about Bai Xue!"
"Answer it. I want to see what scheme he can come up with."
Since fate had brought them together, Lin Fan was curious to see what tricks this man who had designs on his woman could pull off.