In the room, the famished Ke Yunan leaned against the headboard, her jade-like body stretching across the bed, beautiful as a painting of a court lady.
Her black hair cascaded over her rounded shoulders, and her fiery peaks, though originally tender, had now grown firm.
Below her slender waist, a well-groomed patch of wilderness was neatly arranged, and her beautiful legs parted, revealing the muddy lands to Lin Fan.
At this moment, reason had long been consumed by fire. Ke Yunan's seductive eyes, brimming with spring, looked at Lin Fan, biting her lower lip. Her left hand's fingers ceaselessly kneaded her ample bosom, while her right hand rested on her lower abdomen, with those slender fingers gently teasing the tender butterfly. Soft moans, filled with pleading, echoed throughout the room.
"Baby... come quick... I really can't take it anymore... please stop torturing me... honey... I really can't stand it anymore..."