Qie Xieling felt a sense of urgency as he closed the bathroom door in the spacecraft. Whatever aphrodisiac that vile woman used was so potent that he had a great sense of urgency. He was so desperate to take care of his business that he unzipped his pants as he leaned against the door.
He took out his hard cock and began to stroke it imagining Luo Muchen's strong hands wrapping around his shaft and stroking his member. His entire body tingled at the thought. "Ah, Mu Mu," he whispered Luo Muchen's nickname as the pleasure shot straight to his brain. The cool spaceship cabin had turned into a warm wet place. He kept thinking about how he would ride Luo Muchen with his legs wrapped around his waist, his head thrown back with ecstasy, and his hair hanging in the air. He pictured Luo Muchen's powerful hands holding his chest, caressing him. Then Luo Muchen would squeeze his nipples and make him cry out in pleasure.
