In the bathroom, gasps intermingled rhythmically.
Kneeling in the bathtub, the two women were busily engaged.
Zhao Jiaqi was at the front, covering the Iron Pestle with her hand, constantly spinning it in her cherry lips, occasionally stretching out her fragrant tongue, traveling from the magazine to the tip of the Iron Pestle, while those enticing little eyes, submissive yet with a hint of wildness, greedily sucked in the treasure that brought her endless pleasure.
Facing her, Zhu Zhixuan spread Lin Fan’s buttocks with both hands while her tongue explored the blooming rosebud, searching diligently for spots that could bring Lin Fan pleasure. Although it was her first time doing this, she was quite determined.
With one foot on the edge of the bathtub, both hands grasping the women’s heads, Lin Fan comfortably enjoyed their devoted service. It must be said that although it was their first time, the inquisitive look in their eyes already showed that they truly desired to please him, and those pleasing moans carried a summoning tone.
"Oh, comfortable, let’s take it to the battle after this!"
Having enjoyed for a while, Lin Fan then stepped out of the fish tank, leading two voluptuous bodies back to the bedroom. He laid back on the large bed; Zhao Jiaqi had already eagerly climbed on top, taking the Iron Pestle into her mouth again, while Chen Jiayi lay beside Lin Fan, gently kissing his earlobe, her breath as soft as orchid, carrying a tingling sensation.
"You’ve learned quite a few tricks recently, it seems."
Chen Jiayi gently licked Lin Fan’s ear.
"I’m doing this to make you even more enticing."
With one hand, he fondled Chen Jiayi’s voluptuous body, and with the other, he stroked Zhao Jiaqi’s head. It was his first time experiencing the joy of two partners, and now, he had become the dominator.
"Have you been to see Boss Qi?"
Chen Jiayi gave Lin Fan a loving roll of her eyes, her dexterous hands continually caressing Lin Fan’s chest.
"Who’s Boss Qi? I’ve never heard that name before," Lin Fan curiously looked at Chen Jiayi.
"Boss Qi, known as the woman in Jiangning who understands men best, has many nightclubs under her control, and each of her girls is top-notch. I’ve heard from Hou Changyao that even the Dark Night Queen and Rose Lover are her daughters—said to be women that men could only dream about. But, Hou Changyao also mentioned that Boss Qi is the most formidable woman in Jiangning, and half of the well-known men there, whether businessmen or officials, are her guests." Hou Changyao naturally couldn’t discuss other women too much with his legitimate wife, but he often mentioned her terrifying capabilities.
"It’s said that Boss Qi once tried to get close to Hou Changyao, but he felt that the woman was too ambitious and avoided meeting her. Of course, whether they met later, he wouldn’t tell me, so I thought maybe you had gone there for some advanced training."
Chen Jiayi’s words seemed to jog Lin Fan’s memory: "I haven’t heard of Boss Qi, but I’ve heard the name Dark Night Queen a few times recently. They say she’s great at training men, but do you think I’m the type to be stepped on by a woman with high heels?"
"You never know, actually, many successful people in the fetish circle seek something different precisely because they seldom experience defeat. It’s like someone who’s had too much sugar craving a bit of pickled vegetable—that’s the reasoning. Now that you’re riding high, it might not be long before Boss Qi notices you."
Chen Jiayi leaned down, her fragrant tongue battling with Zhao Jiaqi for the right to possess the dragon, while their plump, tender buttocks waved enticingly beside Lin Fan, anticipating his favor.
"Boss Qi, Dark Night Queen, Rose Lover—it’s an intriguing world."
Lin Fan inserted his finger into the women’s Soul-snatching Cave, gently caressing the uneven surface inside, but his mind wandered again to Sister Hong, whom he believed must still be lying in bed after his fingering.
"Men conquer the world, women conquer men; it’s an eternal truth, and today, I will conquer you."
Chen Jiayi, brimming with heat, slowly straddled Lin Fan’s pelvic bone, seizing the fierce dragon with her delicate, boneless body, inch by inch filling the already overflowing leisurely cave, the slippery envelopment making Lin Fan inhale deeply. He patted Zhao Jiaqi’s buttocks, and she obediently crawled on top of him, kneeling her legs on his shoulders.
"Then I shall wait and see how you plan to conquer me."
Lin Fan stuck out his tongue, prying open the entrance to the Abyss, wildly surging into Zhao Jiaqi’s Abyss, the moist pink swelling under his tongue, and from this angle, Zhao Jiaqi’s face looked even more beautiful.
Beneath him, Chen Jiayi, supporting Zhao Jiaqi’s waist, writhed wildly, the successive impacts reaching deep into her soul, making her breathlessly pant, while Zhao Jiaqi, bracing herself on the headboard, blushed as she gazed down at Lin Fan, her rosy cheeks already dripping wet.
"I... am only... conquered by you!"