The tender caresses gave way to urgent strokes and Qie Xieling found himself carried away by the current of desire. His pulse quickened in his veins mirrored by the dance of the water as it splashed against the sides of the wooden tub. His breath came in raspy gasps and whimpers—joining the chorus sung by the moving water around him.
As the waves of pleasure continued to build within him, Qie Xieling's body began to surrender to the blissful onslaught and the crescendo of sensations finally culminated into a shattering climax. He could no longer hold back a hoarse cry as he succumbed to the ecstasy, his hips bucking wildly against his husband's hand.
"Ahh... Yes, right there... ohh mmm... oh shit... ah," he cried out driving Luo Muchen to the brink of insanity.
