So, after Du Yueling, several women began to strip as if they were in a frantic competition, not even waiting to reach the edge of the pool. It was like watching the Eight Immortals cross the sea on a stage, each showing off whatever they had.
Liu Hun hid behind Du Yueling, her body fragrance making him itch with desire. Through the crook of her arm, he could see not only the swelling hills of Du Yueling's chest but also the voluptuous and enchanting scenes nearby, making him feel as though he had drunk two pounds of strong liquor and chewed on a raw onion, his whole body emitting a wicked heat. He'd seen many women, but he'd never seen so many of them flaunting themselves together like this.
