Chen Mo's lower body was completely swollen, like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment.
Looking at the desire and heat in Chen Mo's eyes, Wan Qian was very satisfied. She withdrew her foot, and a trace of reluctance surfaced in Chen Mo's eyes.
With a seductive tone, sultry gaze, and a coquettish smile, Wan Qian teased, "What's the matter? Little brother, can't take it anymore? Do you want to fully possess your sister?"
"Yes!" Chen Mo nodded like a pecking chicken.
How could he not want to? A woman like Wan Qian was simply a godsend, a role model of human beauty. He wouldn't mind paying, no, he'd actually pay to be with her!
He had thought such a woman would be noble and extraordinary. He never expected that although she seemed like a powerful woman, high and mighty in her daily life, her private life was so lascivious.
Wan Qian laughed heartily, "Little brother is really honest, and so is his body."
This time Wan Qian took action directly—their delicate hand placed on Chen Mo's most prominent part, gently stirring twice, like a breeze causing ripples across a tranquil water surface.
This slight motion almost stopped Chen Mo's heartbeat. This woman was truly a complete seductress.
And the succubus had no idea how many more souls she was going to enchant.
Even Sister Li's figure did not compare to Wan Qian's well-maintained one.
She was nearly 40 years old, yet her body exuded youthful vitality, her skin was as tender as that of a 20-something girl, without a single wrinkle.
Yet, she possessed a few more charms of maturity than a 20-something girl, as if emitting strong pheromones, constantly enticing Chen Mo.
With a rip, the zipper was slowly pulled open.
A mighty dragon emerged, and Wan Qian exclaimed in surprise.
Her cherry lips formed an 'O' large enough to fit a small egg.
The mighty dragon reared its head with pride, uncompromisingly displaying its majesty and dominance. Wan Qian measured it briefly, and her mouth opened slightly wider—this size seemed enough to fill her entire mouth.
What was more important was the length, which was truly breathtaking; even those so-called black men would likely feel ashamed upon witnessing its grandeur.
Wan Qian cast a coquettish glance at Chen Mo, "You really are a little monster, aren't you?"
Chen Mo stood tall with pride, quite pleased with himself. He thrust his pelvis forward, and the mighty dragon nearly reached Wan Qian's mouth.
Wan Qian, clad in a thin veil, covered her lower body, giving it a hazy allure that was as captivating as a partially concealed beauty.
Her upper body was already bare, revealing the white rabbits that were undulating more and more rapidly.
So large that not even Chen Mo's hand could fully grasp one, they were adorned with two dots of smoky red, like plum blossoms blooming in icy snow, irresistibly enticing.
Who would have thought that Wan Qian, at her age, would have such tender and rosy features that appeared untouched?
But then again, it made sense. If her married life were truly harmonious, she wouldn't be looking for a masseur in such an establishment.
"Little brother is really impatient, but it's not time yet, oh no. Sister is a guest here, and you haven't served her well yet. How could sister possibly serve you properly?"
Wan Qian laughed, charming and alluring.
Every look she gave seemed to possess a terrifying magic, capable of making a man fall at any moment.
Chen Mo took a deep breath and asked, "So, what kind of feeling does sister want?"
"Can I actually choose the feeling?" Wan Qian extended a finger, toying with her own red lips, slowly tracing them, and asked with a soft and whining tone.
Chen Mo nodded earnestly, "Of course, you can choose. It's like uniform seduction, which is not initially available, but seeing how beautiful sister is, I am willing to make an exception for you. Whatever feeling you desire, I can give it to you, any position I will master."
Wan Qian covered her mouth with a laugh, "My, my, little brother, you really have a way with words, your verbal skills are quite impressive. But I wonder if you can really take good care of sister. If you serve sister well, there will be a generous reward!"
Wan Qian paused, then continued, "What sister wants is a rougher feeling. It's been a long time since sister has truly felt what it's like to be roughly taken by a man."
As Wan Qian spoke, a look of confusion and longing flashed across her face, and watching the expression on her face, Chen Mo couldn't wait to pin this wanton whore beneath him and trample her ruthlessly!
This woman must be so incredibly thirsty inside to be hoping for a man to take her forcefully.
Chen Mo smiled slightly, "In that case, sister, you had better be ready."
As soon as Chen Mo's words fell, his whole demeanor changed in an instant, becoming rough and domineering.
Before Wan Qian could react, he grasped her hair and pulled her down onto the massage chair, prompting an exclamation from her.
"Ah!"
The pain from her scalp and the thrilling sensation that came with it formed the sharpest contrast; when mixed together, it made Wan Qian moan uncontrollably and loudly.
Chen Mo's heart swayed.
This woman truly was shameless, actually enjoying such a play!
Having figured out what Wan Qian liked, Chen Mo didn't hesitate any longer.
He swooped down fiercely, sealing Wan Qian's lips. Their mouths and teeth clashed; Chen Mo's kiss was demanding and aggressive, filled with an intense force of attack.
Wan Qian, overwhelmed by the assault, gasped for air and soon started to pant heavily, writhing uncontrollably, losing herself in the passion.
Chen Mo locked Wan Qian's hands behind her head, and she appeared to be relishing it, unable to stop herself.
It wasn't until he had kissed Wan Qian into continuous gasps and her heartbeat slowed down by half a beat that Chen Mo stopped his demanding advances.
He extended his hand, his "Lu Mountain Claw" gliding over Wan Qian's tender body, wandering and exploring as if traversing mountains and water, seeking secluded beauty.
Wan Qian cried out again and again, her lower abdomen spasming from the sensory stimulation below, biting her red lips tightly, her eyes rolling back.
Chen Mo was surprised.
He hadn't even used the real deal yet, and Wan Qian was already so aroused?
If he really went at it with Wan Qian, wouldn't he pleasure himself to death?
Chen Mo's hand leisurely traveled under the sheer silk covering Wan Qian's exquisite legs.
It was nothing more than an extremely simple gesture.
Chen Mo couldn't help but reach down and then suddenly looked towards the area in his hand!