"Yes, that's enough." Lin Dong knew that if Ying Huanhuan actually did it, he would be thrilled. However, if Ying Huanhuan didn't want to, he wouldn't force it. He wanted to see his wife have sex with someone else if she agreed.
"Oh, damn! With all that you've done, it's almost time for Qing Ye to come again," Ying Huanhuan said with a hint of dissatisfaction, but she also harbored a small sense of anticipation. Now that Lin Dong couldn't touch her, and she wasn't ready for another man's play, she could only hope Qing Ye would be more effective, otherwise it would be too fast and she wouldn't be completely satisfied. Ying Huanhuan didn't expect Qing Ye's cock to be as big and long-lasting as Lin Dong's, but she just hoped it wouldn't be over so quickly.
"Hehe, Qing Ye's well-prepared tonight. Be careful, or you'll be so comfortable you forget who you are." Lin Dong smirked at the woman in his arms.
"Hmph, you're telling me to be careful? You're the one who'd hate for me to be like that, aren't you?" Ying Huanhuan glared at Lin Dong. Just as she finished glaring, there was a knock on the door. Ying Huanhuan glanced at him and rolled her eyes at him.
"Hehe, then let me see what Qing Ye has prepared for you tonight." Lin Dong excitedly glanced at the door, then quickly hid in the closet.
"Hmph! You deserve it!" Ying Huanhuan stomped her foot in embarrassment as she watched Lin Dong eagerly hide in the closet. She then gathered herself together and walked towards the door, opening it.
"Huanhuan, I'm here," Qing Ye greeted naturally.
Ying Huanhuan didn't respond. Her face flushed slightly upon seeing Qing Ye. She remembered the man in front of her threatening to make her completely cum tonight, and the embarrassing words Lin Dong had just said to her. She quickly turned and walked back inside.
Seeing Ying Huanhuan didn't respond, Qing Ye didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed. This kind of thing had happened more than once during his time playing with Ying Huanhuan; he'd grown accustomed to it. He'd only find it odd if Ying Huanhuan responded to every word he said while he was teasing her. After seeing Ying Huanhuan enter, Qing Ye closed the door and followed her to the bed, sitting next to her.
"Huanhuan, what you just said still counts, doesn't it?" Qing Ye brought up his previous remarks.
Ying Huanhuan blushed and glared at him, then uttered a soft "hmm."
"Then let's not waste any more time on this. Let's get started." Qing Ye, delighted at the affirmative, placed his hand on Ying Huanhuan's thigh and began to caress it slowly.
"Hmm~" Ying Huanhuan looked down at the hand on her thigh, her face flushing slightly. Although Qing Ye had been playing with her for a while, Ying Huanhuan had to admit that the potion Qing Ye used on her was truly effective. Even though his hand was only gently placed on her thigh, and even through her skirt, she still felt a constant stream of pleasure flowing into her mind.
Qing Ye's other hand climbed directly onto Ying Huanhuan's snow-white breasts, slowly kneading them. The hand on her thigh also moved up along Ying Huanhuan's thighs and between her legs. His fingers curled and released at the base of Ying Huanhuan's right thigh, slowly hooking Ying Huanhuan's skirt up. Soon, Qing Ye's fingers were directly touching Ying Huanhuan's skin, and Ying Huanhuan's skirt was lifted between her thighs, revealing her small white underwear. Qing Ye's palm immediately covered it, and at this time, the buttons of Ying Huanhuan's shirt were also unbuttoned, and Qing Ye's other hand slipped inside.
Feeling the slight dampness on Ying Huanhuan's panties beneath his fingertips, Qing Ye smiled faintly. He felt very wise to have used the drug on her. If it weren't for the drug, Qing Ye felt that his idea of having Ying Huanhuan's body so quickly was simply a pipe dream. When he first touched Ying Huanhuan's body, it took him quite a while to get her wet. How could she get wet the moment he touched her like now?
When Qing Ye felt almost satisfied, he reached his palm directly under her panties and touched Ying Huanhuan's vagina. It felt wet and slippery. His hand, which was inside her clothes, also reached inside her underwear and grasped one of her breasts. The palm of his hand felt so soft that Qing Ye couldn't help but admire it. Although Ying Huanhuan's vagina felt wet and slippery, Qing Ye preferred to thrust his penis into it and enjoy the tight feeling. As for the feel, his hands still preferred the softness of Ying Huanhuan's breasts. Although this was also the part of Ying Huanhuan's body that Qing Ye touched the most, he could never get enough of it. The entire snow-white breast was soft, and Qing Ye's fingers would sink into it with just a slight pinch, as if pulling Qing Ye's heart in with them. It felt so good that he couldn't let go. The soft snow-white breast was very obedient, changing various shapes in Qing Ye's hands.
Meanwhile, Lin Dong, inside the closet, was already aroused. Although Qing Ye's hands were completely buried in Ying Huanhuan's clothes, he could already guess what Qing Ye was doing on the bed. His lower body was already erect, and Lin Dong had already unzipped his pants, gripping his large cock and stroking it. Although he believed Qing Ye was prepared, he was still a little worried. If Qing Ye could last longer tonight, Lin Dong would also like to have a couple of cumshots to relieve his pent-up lust.
Soon after, Ying Huanhuan's shirt opened, revealing a pair of snow-white breasts. Watching them deform and the water stain on her underwear expand, Lin Dong's stroking became even more intense. Lin Dong's stroking continued for over ten minutes, until Ying Huanhuan blushed and moaned softly, her body trembling slightly, and the water stain on her underwear expanded significantly. He finally stopped, exhaling hot breath.
"Huanhuan, you look so beautiful when you climax," Qing Ye exclaimed as he caressed Ying Huanhuan's post-orgasmic body.
"Don't say that," Ying Huanhuan blushed and shook her head. Previously, only Lin Dong had seen her like this, and now there was another man. Being admired by this man felt strange. The minor reason was the potion, which had slowly led Qing Ye to bed, but the main reason was Lin Dong's thoughts, which had put her there. Therefore, she found Qing Ye's praise somewhat difficult to accept.
Qing Ye was amused as Ying Huanhuan shook her head. They had done it so many times, and he had always ejaculated inside her, yet Ying Huanhuan was still shy. He wondered if Ying Huanhuan knew that ejaculating inside could lead to pregnancy, since she always let him ejaculate inside her. He hadn't bothered to remind her. If she could get pregnant, that would be the best, so Ying Huanhuan would have to follow him. Qing Ye still quite liked Ying Huanhuan's shyness in bed. If Ying Huanhuan became his partner and carried his child, and remained this shy, Qing Ye thought it would be a special kind of fun.
However, although Qing Ye thought a lot and indulged in many fantasies, he didn't realize that none of his fantasies existed. Ying Huanhuan not only understood everything, but also wouldn't carry his child, and right now, she had no special feelings for him at all.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything. I'll just do it." Qing Ye's fantasies were over, and he wanted to get down to business. He wanted to completely conquer Ying Huanhuan tonight, so he could take her out tomorrow night. And who knows, maybe not just tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow, the day after that, or even in the future? Thinking of this, Qing Ye licked his lips. He pulled Ying Huanhuan over, laid her on the bed, and pressed on top of her.
Ying Huanhuan looked at Qing Ye above her, then turned her head back toward the cabinet. Rather than meet Qing Ye's gaze, she might as well have looked at Lin Dong. Just as she turned her head, she felt Qing Ye's hand between her legs again, lifting her knee-length skirt to her waist. This time, Qing Ye didn't remove her panties. Instead, he reached in and hooked them around the edge, pulling them aside. Then, she heard the sound of clothes being untied from her lower body, and something hot pressed against her vagina.
"Huanhuan, I'm going in." Qing Ye looked at Ying Huanhuan, blushing and turning her head away from him. He felt a surge of fondness in his heart. Ying Huanhuan's blush was truly adorable, so delicate and alluring that Qing Ye longed to lean in and take a bite. In fact, compared to hearing Ying Huanhuan moan, Qing Ye wanted something more: to kiss her bright red lips. He'd heard Ying Huanhuan moan before, but he hadn't kissed her lips yet. He'd wanted to do it for a long time, but the chance hadn't come. Ying Huanhuan hadn't let him kiss her, and he had no other options. However, he believed tonight would be the day. He could accomplish both tasks: making Ying Huanhuan scream out loud and kissing her lips.