Zhao Ran reached around from behind, grasping the proprietress’s breasts and lifting her up, intending to place her into the massive Jacuzzi beside them.
The proprietress turned in Zhao Ran’s embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck. Their two naked bodies pressed together once more, and lips that had kissed countless men and women met and rubbed against each other.
Even as he sat on the living room sofa, Zhao Ran still felt a sense of lingering desire.
The proprietress remained in the bathroom. After reaching climax multiple times, she was exhausted and had fallen asleep in the temperature-controlled Jacuzzi.
Feeling slightly fatigued himself, Zhao Ran rested for a while before pulling out that pink card and dialing the number of the female waitress to order a bottle of red wine.
Soon, the sound of high heelsζ©ζ¦ against marble grew closer and closer until it reached the villa’s entrance. When the door opened, a pair of slender, jade-like legs clad in black fishnet stockings and black stiletto heels appeared.
The stunning waitress held a bucket of ice, with a bottle of red wine nestled inside.
The top two buttons of her white silk blouse, tucked into her black tight-fitting uniform, were undone. Through the gap in the silk blouse stretched taut by her enormous breasts, half of a black lace bra was visible.
Her full, sensual hips were sheathed in an extremely tight, ultra-mini skirt. The black lace garters of her fishnet stockings were exposed, appearing utterly provocative and irresistible.
Zhao Ran, clad only in a black silk robe, sat on the plush black sofa.
Seeing the waitress’s sexy appearance, Zhao Ran felt his desire boiling over once again.
“Shall I open it now?” The waitress gave Zhao Ran a charming, seductive smile and spoke in a soft, alluring voice.
No other lights were on in the hall except for the purple-red glow emanating from the chandelier on the ceiling, casting a lewd, purple-red hue over the entire room.
Seeing Zhao Ran nod, the waitress swayed her voluptuous hips as she walked over. Her full, pert breasts trembled with each step. Her slender waist and beautiful hips, accentuated by the black uniform, moved with a seductive sway as she tread upon the purple carpet, exuding a bone-deep allure that was immensely tempting.
She walked right up to the arm of the sofa, placed the wine bucket on the table behind, and then began to open the red wine with a corkscrew.
Her tight miniskirt, which barely covered her lower body, was level with Zhao Ran’s seated line of sight, as if intentionally allowing him a view of her underwear.
The wine bottle seemed somewhat tight. She deliberately exaggerated the twisting of her body, undulating like a water snake. As she exerted force, she emitted soft, faint moans reminiscent of lovemaking.
With her continuous writhing, her tight skirt rode up, revealing more of her buttocks.
Directly in Zhao Ran’s view was her black thong, which had already begun to moisten slowly, the fabric becoming nearly transparent.
Zhao Ran could see the clear, pronounced outline of her lips bulging prominently. The bud-like clitoris at the crevice appeared distorted and lewd under the pressure of the tight fabric, with a patch of black pubic hair exposed.
Seeing such an explicit provocation, Zhao Ran reached out and caressed her shapely, writhing legs clad in black fishnet stockings.
Her feet, encased in black stockings, felt incredibly smooth and tender. The cool, sleek sensation of his palm against the stockings further stirred the deep, carnal desires within Zhao Ran’s body.
Zhao Ran’s left hand slowly crept upward along the outside of the waitress’s thigh, following the garter belt, and began to roam over her fleshy, ample buttocks.
His right hand was not idle either, beginning to advance deeper along the inner part of the waitress’s thigh.