Angela

[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS R18 SCENES THAT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS. YOU MAY OPT TO SKIP THE CHAPTER IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE.]

One year had passed.

"Aaah! Babe, we have a private room on the plane. Why are we still doing it here?" Andrea asked as she raised her legs for her husband who was busy in between her thighs. 

"Because it's exciting. Besides, mom and dad are resting in the room," Lu Fang said before licking the folds of her bottom lips. They were perfectly pink and soft. He could never get tired of sucking her fully. 

Andrea was sitting on a countertop next to the wash bin. She spread apart her legs with one raised above her husband's shoulder. It had already been nine months since they secured the new plane, yet Lu Fang had not gotten tired of bringing her to the restroom.