"Mmm... Lin Fan... I feel so good... you're amazing..."
In the guest bedroom, Xie Qian leaned against the headboard, her eyes tightly shut, body trembling continuously. Her right hand ceaselessly kneaded the ample flesh under her robe, while her left hand was between her legs, rubbing amidst the brush there.
Her mind was filled with the erotic painting she had just seen, especially the image of Lin Fan lifting Li Huifang's body, his arms encircling her knees, supporting her savage waist, aligning the Sky Pillar with the hairless Abyss, and Li Huifang tightly embracing Lin Fan's neck, her gaze languidly fixed on her.
