Li Qiang didn't care for the niceties. There was a full-length mirror in the living room, perfect for introducing Lin Xi to a plethora of new positions. The splendid floor-to-ceiling window and the round bathtub beside it proclaimed that tonight was destined to be sleepless.
Li Qiang, holding Lin Xi by the waist and toying with a little plaything in his hand, led her to the dressing mirror in the living room. Lin Xi, barefoot on the carpet, didn't feel cold; on the contrary, there was a tender touch.
"Baby, look how beautiful you are. This outfit, this prop, it's like they were tailor-made for you!" Li Qiang admired Lin Xi in the mirror, her seductive face, her costume as a catwoman, and her thighs rubbing together.
He could even see some glistening liquid flowing between her thighs.
"How does it feel, seeing yourself like this, so unfamiliar?" Li Qiang said, his lips curled in a smirk as he looked Lin Xi up and down.
