Option D: Parlour

Option D: Parlour

Truth be told, the reason why Chi Yu chose the parlour, was because the parlour looked to be very spacious—— only one couch, one square table, just at the height of the base of his thigh.

But he did not think after walking into the parlour, the activated mission would be this embarrassing.

「Player, please use your female hole to wipe the table clean, once the table has been wiped until it is sleek and shiny and all glistening, the quest will be considered complete. 」

Chi Yu had to look towards that square table once again.

The square table that was up to the base of his thigh——just at height where he could just lift his leg and use his private area to rub the edge of the table.

His underwear was an open-crotch underwear, so once he lifted his legs, he had to expose the tender and soft female flower, that tender hole spitting surging meat juices and ignorantly opening in fleshy cunt even flowed out with some viscous fluid.

Chi Yu first chose the edge of the square table, he used his hands to prop on the table, begging it to be sturdy enough that it wouldn't flip over from being pressed, then the base of the thigh pressed on the surface of the table. The buttocks squeezed out from the ties on the side of the qipao, looking thirsty and pure from the tightening, while the mellow and curved buttocks shook with an erotic wave, but Chi Yu could not see it at all.

Afterwards, the plump vaginal tract slowly clipped the side of the table, the damp erotic fluid soon flowed to the edge of the table, Chi Yu slightly twisted his waist, then that fertile gap swallowed the edge of the table and rubbed over it.

This was a kind of indescribable numbing feeling, it bore a kind of depraved stimulation, and that slightly bulging chest of Chi Yu's also slightly shook as he twisted and moved his hips and buttocks, palatable and enticing.

He did not dare be too fast, he was constantly worried that the hole would be rubbed broken, thus, he only lightly stroked, making the soft mussel meat rub the edge of the table, moving inch by inch, while the lifted buttocks were barely covered with the hem of the qipao—— but the buttocks were too curved, the waist was also hanging too low, the bright-red anus completely exposed itself due to this pose, practically like he was lifting his butt asking to be penetrated.

This kind of explanation was that "reliable", making people's phantom limbs stand up, after all, Chi Yu was even using the slit to clip the edge of the table, the lewd waters damply flowed out, the inside of the cunt turned wet and soft, and the interior of the vaginal tract even started emptily spasming.

When a bit of the edge of the table went inside, it stimulated Chi Yu so much his clitoris went erect, and had to pant heavily, rest for a small bit, then continue on.

Both his hands were propped on the table, and was already got bit tired, and from the present circumstances, he had only swallowed in the corner of the table.

This shift in events practically scared him to death, even the very highly lifted buttocks also uneasily stopped moving. The vaginal lips already rubbed to the point it was a bit swollen, the opening of the vaginal tract was opened, he put the leg pressing on the table down, then the butt sat down towards the table- this straight edge of the table thrust in the hole between his gathered legs, and ploughed into his small cunt, making Chi Yu overflow with tears, but in reality, this was also made by him sending his cunt to the edge of the table.

Even if clitoris was broken by the thrusting of the edge of the table, the water inside the cunt surged out like a flood, it could not be blamed on others either.

Chi Yu suddenly stopped moving, both his hands propped at the back and on the surface of the table, and the abdomen slightly shook a few times.

And then, a thin, long stream of water pitter patteringly trickled down in between his legs.

He got done by the table edge to the point he urinated.

And the table, merely had an edge and corner rubbed, the other places on the table were still not properly "wiped"- as for using the small cunt to hold in the pillar-shaped corner of the table, would probably be another kind of challenge.

But thinking about it now, a pitiful player wearing a sexy qipao with a swollen small cunt, having to crawl on the floor and lift his butt to rub the table and even having to use the squirting fluids inside the small cunt to wet its outer surface.

Truthfully made it hard for people to not want to be more absurd.