Early morning fuck spawned before Lin Fan even opened his eyes.
Surrounded by three women daily, he felt like he never had a moment of downtime.
Especially with Xie Qian, the naughty minx, wriggling under the covers early in the morning, unsatisfied.
"If you applied yourself to school like this, you'd definitely be Tsinghua material."
Watching her lick the Iron Pestle hard, and continually rubbing it against her tender tongue, Lin Fan laughed and said.
"If school competed in this, Master would definitely be a postdoctoral supervisor."
Xie Qian climbed onto Lin Fan with a smile on her face, and as she offered her lips, Iron Pestle was already in Qu Liping's small mouth, not forgetting to lick around Xie Qian's Abyss to provide enough lubrication before stuffing the Iron Pestle into her Soul-snatching Cave.
"You're really quite the mother."
Lin Fan pinched Qu Liping as she crawled over, amazed that she could even assist in such matters.
