Those pretty boys cowered before her, just like eunuchs, not one of them had the backbone that Lin Tian had.
The sense of conquest Lin Tian gave her was something those pretty boys could never let her experience.
"Want to go again?" Lin Tian asked.
"You can still go on?"
Sister Jiang looked at Lin Tian in shock.
"Of course, I can. Don't even mention one more time, seven or eight times would be no problem," Lin Tian said.
"Stop bragging, I don't believe you can..."
Before Sister Jiang could finish her sentence, Lin Tian pressed her down on the couch and thrust into her fiercely.
Thus, the private room echoed once more with Sister Jiang's intoxicating moans.
Sister Jiang entered the Zhi Xin Beauty Salon at nine-thirty in the evening.
It wasn't until one-thirty past midnight that Lin Tian finally stopped.
The four-hour battle nearly killed Sister Jiang.
