Lu Zihao's mind went into overdrive as he imagined using all the other items in the scandalous care package with his wife. His hands moved faster and harder on his own rock-hard shaft. Even his hips started thrusting in time with his own hand movements.
Then he felt a dull ache on his temples. He knew that it was the effect of interacting with the remnant.
Time was of the essence. He wanted to finish first before dealing with the full brunt of the headache.
His harsh breathing plus the lewd sloshing and slapping sounds of his actions filled the entire bathroom. The water raining down on him somewhat muffled the sounds but not entirely. If someone was listening on him, nobody would mistake what he was doing.
Too bad that the target of his desire was fast asleep on their bed.
He pleasured himself faster. Harder.
His whole body tensed and trembled. Then he shot off his thick release and watched until the water flushed it down the drain.
