Lin Fan grabbed Chang Wanyun's hair as if he had a reins on a galloping steed, and with a forceful thrust into her tight buttocks, a ripple of pleasure washed over him, and he finally let it all pour into her body.
"Whew!"
Lin Fan let out a breath and then rolled onto his back on the bed.
"It's going to be hard at work again soon."
Chang Wanyun, propping up her weary body to get up — not even bothering to rest — cleaned his Iron Pestle with her mouth.
"I might not need it, yes, I'm lustful, but I don't dare sleep with just any woman, especially not beauties like her."
Lin Fan picked up his cell phone and browsed Su Yufei's social media feed. The photos there were all of youthful beauty, but who would have thought that hidden behind those images was Jiangning City's infamous Dark Night Queen, whose name made even the bravest legs quiver.
"Why not take what's willingly offered?"
