Thinking of this, Zhou Yun felt even more overwhelmed with shame. The thrill and guilt of cheating on her husband sent this long-frigid housewife straight to the peak of her life, almost soaring into the clouds, circling relentlessly!
“Mmm… ah… so good, so good, it feels so good I could die…”
Zhou Yun clung to Zhou Jing, holding on like an octopus, her eyes rolling back as she nearly passed out.
Only now did she understand why that doctor had been so pleasured to the point of fainting while doing that with Zhao Ran. She herself was now just steps away from passing out too…
The two beauties held each other close. After such an experience, both felt their relationship and bond had advanced significantly.
Perhaps before, they were already sisters with a very close relationship, but now, they were even more intimate than before.
“Xiao Yun, actually, I’ve always… always wanted to find a boyfriend who’s this big, but I never found one… In fact, back then, if there had been a man this big, I wouldn’t have cared if he had money or not. As long as he could satisfy me, that would have been enough.”
Zhou Jing said with a laugh, holding Zhou Yun.
Zhou Yun almost blurted out that Zhao Ran was even bigger and longer than this fake thing, but she forcefully swallowed the words.
Because she knew that Zhou Jing was a woman who would throw caution to the wind for that kind of pleasure. But both of them were married women; no matter how strong the desire, they couldn’t cross that line.
The beautiful woman’s heart was tangled with worries, her thoughts restless:
Ah… But after experiencing all this, how much longer can she hold out? How much longer can she resist him?
How much longer can she persist… without admitting defeat?
Zhou Yun couldn’t imagine, nor did she know how much longer she could hold on. What would it be like when she finally admitted defeat?
It had been quite a while since Zhou Yun and Zhou Jing had spent quality time together, so after sending messages to their families to let them know, they didn’t return home for several days.
Zhao Ran was rather worried, but he didn’t dare disturb his stepmother too much, afraid that his good intentions might backfire.
One day, Zhao Ran was invited out to eat by a high school friend. After the meal, his friend seemed to sense that Zhao Ran was in low spirits and, without a word, dragged him off to drink, suggesting they go to a bar.
Why not? Zhao Ran wasn’t afraid of drinking, and perhaps getting drunk really could dissolve a thousand worries.
His friend took him to a very discreet bar. Inside, it was a scene of decadent luxury with dazzling lights and extravagant prices, but also a place filled with beautiful women.
It was a gold-squandering den favored by many young people.
As soon as they entered the bar, theη―η, pulsating music assaulted their eardrums. The dim, hazy lights and wildly dancing men and women clung to each other, engaged in all sorts of restricted,ζ§ζ§ actions.
On the elevated platform in the dance area, two enchanting women with fiery, slender figures were leading the dance. Their hot bodies swayed wildly to the soul-shaking music.
The flashing lights made them even more alluring and particularly eye-catching. Their long hair swungη―ηly as if they were on drugs, like two little wildcats yearning for something, captivating and mesmerizing.
At the bar seats, several men were entangled with hostesses, glasses clinking loudly as they flirted and bantered.
Zhao Ran was truly stunned. The place was opulently decorated, and the women coming and going were each as beautiful as flowers, their slender, long legs a dizzying spectacle.
His iron spear stirred restlessly, his nose tingled, and his heart felt as if countless ants were crawling all over it…