After releasing my load, I felt incredibly satisfied, as if floating on cloud nine.
Qin Lu didn't let me leave, keeping me in her mouth the whole time. Her body, still quivering lightly from the climax, covered my face, which was submerged in her "Peach Garden."
Oh!
She gently sucked, soothing me to the point of shivering again, and I continued, making sure she was clean.
"Xiao Chen, does it feel good?"
Qin Lu got up, swallowing my fluids, then licked her red lips and threw herself in my arms. We hugged each other, basking in the afterglow together.
"Let's just sleep like this!"
After cleaning up, she pulled the blanket over us, and we slept in each other's embrace.
The next day, we exchanged awkward glances as if nothing had happened, freshened up, and she made breakfast, insisting on feeding me.
It was Saturday, and in the morning I visited the beauty salon, mainly for business with the ointment, but also for Aunt Lin.
