Finally, after a fierce onslaught, Mr. Zhu's body shuddered, spent of energy.
Scalded by that molten lava, I too reached the apex again, my legs trembling, a warm flow spraying out.
"Huff... Huff..."
Mr. Zhu collapsed onto the chair, gasping heavily, his face filled with satisfaction.
"Hehe, Qin Qin, it's your body that's the most comforting. I won't lie to you, I've been with many women, but only you make me feel an insatiable desire."
I didn't speak, merely silently cleaning up the filth beneath me with a tissue.
Maybe the passion had been too intense just now, for I still felt completely drained, not even having the strength to move a finger.
After I finished cleaning up, I just lay straight down on the sofa.
It wasn't that I didn't want to leave, but rather that I couldn't.
Not only did I not have the energy to walk, Dazhuang was also too drunk; in such a state, there was no choice but to stay and rest in the private room for a while.