"Mmm... Ah... I've... I've come again..."
In the couples' hotel's large bed room, Yao Wan Jiao was convulsing unrestrainedly.
Although she could not use Lin Fan's Iron Pestle to have a real go at it, Lin Fan's tongue was enough to drive her wild. Lying upside down on top of him, she twitched weakly, while Lin Fan could closely inspect the excitedly flushed insides of the Leisurely Cave, from which a transparent liquid flowed.
Not until her body ceased spasming did Yao Wan Jiao struggle to rise again, but this time she dared not present her backside to Lin Fan; instead, she knelt at his side, holding the device that completely enveloped Lin Fan's Iron Pestle in her hands, manipulating it up and down.
"Are you... not yet satisfied?"
Listening to the ceaseless mechanical movements inside, Yao Wan Jiao couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"I'm afraid it won't be satisfied that easily, let's just forget it."
