The young girl's beautiful, vibrant body was more exciting than any aphrodisiac in the world.
Li Chen, his mouth dry and tongue parched, joined in, one on each side, caressing the fair skin of Wen Yao and Han Ling.
Giggles and laughter rose and fell in waves.
Both young women's cheeks blushed a rosy warmth, emitting seductive, breathy gasps.
Their enchanting voices sent desire surging to one's head.
After cleaning up, they dried each other off and headed to the bedroom together.
Lying in bed, with one woman on each side, Li Chen looked at their flushed, pretty faces and felt a wave of bliss, his heart brimming with immeasurable happiness.
"Brother Chen, I've missed you so much, I wish I could be held by you like this every day."
Wen Yao tilted her innocent, doll-like face upward, her clear, big eyes begging, "Can you kiss me?"
Repressed yearning tumbled and surged within.
Her big eyes slowly closed, waiting for her beloved's affection.
