"Hmm!"
Glamorous and raspy groans echoed in the room. The enchanting whispers were emitted from the three beautiful women.
It was Ling Qingyu, Ling Yunxiang, and Zhao Xiurong. They were now nearly naked, merely covered by towers, enjoying the massage done by professionals.
Among the three, Ling Yunxiang uttered the loudest and the most. Even Ling Qingyu felt her tongue dry, listening to her sister's siren. Zhao Xiurong's cheeks reddened, embarrassed by the sounds that came out of her mouth.
Fortunately, there was someone who attracted the attention and she had some relief.
Ling Qingyu didn't mind because everyone here belonged to hers. What was there to be ashamed of?
Any professional masseurs fancied seeing their customers enjoying the fullest, without any pretense under their hands. Ling Qingyu's group's behavior attested to their skills.
