Chapter 418: A Delicacy on the Tip of the Tongue

While Chen Erbao was savoring the delicacy on his tongue, Bai Xiaoqing was in the bathroom, her face a mask of conflict.

Bai Xiaoqing had always felt guilty about stealing her best friend’s boyfriend. She had expected Lin Zhiqing to be furious and had even prepared to resign and leave. But Lin Zhiqing’s words had struck her as absurd and insane.

Lin Zhiqing hadn’t blamed her. Instead, she wanted Bai Xiaoqing to serve Chen Erbao with her!

Bai Xiaoqing’s first instinct upon hearing this was to refuse. But for some reason, the thought of leaving Chen Erbao filled her with reluctance, and in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to say no.

Listening to the moans coming from outside, Bai Xiaoqing’s graceful, delicate body trembled with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

Of course, she knew what was happening outside. And it had all been her best friend’s idea.

Knowing she was shy, Lin Zhiqing had decided to show her how it was done first…

‘Hmph, lucky you, getting to have a girl in each arm…’

Bai Xiaoqing thought to herself.

The moans from outside grew louder and clearer, and a blush gradually crept across her face.

Especially when she heard Lin Zhiqing gasp out, “Don’t lick,” Bai Xiaoqing scoffed, her eyes filled with bashfulness.

‘That Er Bao, always tormenting people…’

For some reason, her breathing began to quicken. Her slender hands started to slide down, rubbing gently between her legs.

On the bed, two fair bodies were entwined.

Her snow-white peaks were pressed against Chen Erbao’s chest, the tender flesh spilling out from the sides.

Chen Erbao’s hands cupped Lin Zhiqing’s firm, perky bottom, stroking it ceaselessly.

Meanwhile, Lin Zhiqing was lying on Chen Erbao’s shoulder, her face flushed as she panted heavily.

The overwhelming wave of pleasure just now had already brought her to a climax, and she still hadn’t caught her breath.

Chen Erbao’s oral skills were just too incredible…

Chen Erbao’s hard Stabilizing Needle was clamped between Lin Zhiqing’s thighs, pressed tightly against her delicate entrance as their bodies rubbed together.

It was as hard as red-hot steel, making Lin Zhiqing’s eyes nearly brim with tears of pleasure.

Her long, slender legs rubbed together ceaselessly, as if trying to relieve the emptiness inside her.

Chen Erbao helped Lin Zhiqing sit up, then lay back on the bed. His huge weapon pointed straight at the ceiling, twitching every now and then as if greeting her.

Lin Zhiqing shot Chen Erbao a look; she clearly understood what was coming next.

She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, revealing half of her pretty face, then leaned down slightly, her small hands gently taking hold of Chen Erbao’s fiery spear.

“If you ever dare to lie to me again, I’ll snap this wicked thing right off!”

Lin Zhiqing gazed at the bulging, veiny dragon before her, then looked up at Chen Erbao and threatened him.

Chen Erbao gave a sheepish smile.

“If you snap it off, your happiness for the rest of your life will be gone!”

Lin Zhiqing blushed and glared at him, then lowered her head again to study the wicked thing that she both loved and hated.

She extended a finger and playfully pressed it against the tip, then spread the strange fluid around, massaging it gently.

Chen Erbao leaned back against the pillows, his heart filled with pride as he watched such a devastatingly beautiful woman serve him so willingly.

Under the massage of her slender fingers, the great dragon soon grew even thicker, becoming almost too big for Lin Zhiqing’s small hands to hold.

She wrapped both hands around the long spear and slowly extended her small, pink tongue, licking its tip.

“Hsss…”

The touch of her soft tongue on the tip sent a shudder through Chen Erbao’s entire body. But before he could even take a breath, Lin Zhiqing opened her red lips and swallowed the spear in one go.

“Mmph…”

It seemed she’d been too eager, as the spear nearly hit the back of her throat.

Rubbing her jaw, which was still getting used to the size, Lin Zhiqing began to run her tongue along the tip of the spear.

The wet space allowed some of the heat from Chen Erbao’s Stabilizing Needle to dissipate, and he began to calm down.

Because the spear was so large, Lin Zhiqing only had to bob her head for a few minutes before her mouth grew sore and she felt she couldn’t continue.

She pushed the spear out with her tongue, then supported herself on Chen Erbao’s shoulders and straddled him.

“Do you want it?”

Chen Erbao cupped her perky little bottom and asked with a grin.

Lin Zhiqing rolled her beautiful eyes at him and wriggled her body.

“Hurry up…”

“Hurry up with what?”

“Hurry up and come inside!”

Lin Zhiqing was still too easily embarrassed; after saying that, she shut her eyes in shame.

But she waited for a long time without feeling that familiar sense of being filled. She couldn’t help but open her eyes, only to find Chen Erbao watching her with a teasing look.

“If you want it, you’ll have to get on and move yourself.”

Chen Erbao relaxed his hands, and Lin Zhiqing’s bottom dropped.

The long spear grazed past her gushing entrance, and the stimulating touch made Lin Zhiqing’s legs go weak.

Seeing that Chen Erbao wasn’t going to take the lead, Lin Zhiqing had no choice but to bite her lower lip gently, tense her legs, and lift her hips.

One small hand reached down, gently guided Chen Erbao’s spear, and then, aiming carefully, she slowly lowered herself onto it.

“Ah… so big… oh!”

The thick tip parted her tight flesh as easily as splitting bamboo, smoothly entering the dark cavern.

It felt as if countless little hands were wrapping themselves around Chen Erbao’s spear, one after another. The slick tide also began to take effect, allowing him to smoothly reach the very end.

“Oh…”

Lin Zhiqing sat on Chen Erbao with a satisfied expression, her bottom touching his thighs.

As if she had taken root, Lin Zhiqing’s body trembled and quivered before she collapsed onto Chen Erbao’s chest.

Chen Erbao chuckled, grabbed her round little bottom, and began to thrust upward.

SLAP SLAP…

A rhythmic sound gradually began to fill the room as Lin Zhiqing, her hair in disarray, shook her head and began to moan.

“Don’t… S-slower, be gentle, you’re hitting the end…”

The fierce battle gradually reached its climax. Lost in the moment, neither of them noticed a figure standing in the corner.

Bai Xiaoqing, blushing, watched the two entangled figures on the bed, her beautiful eyes filled with anticipation and desire.

At some point, her slender hands had found their way between her legs, gently stroking the shy bud there…

“Ah… Er Bao!”

Lin Zhiqing’s legs trembled slightly as she straightened up again. With her hands braced on Chen Erbao’s chest, she began to actively buck her hips, riding the increasingly fiery spear.

Watching the two large, white globes bouncing before him, Chen Erbao couldn’t resist reaching out to grab them, kneading them gently and watching them change shape in his hands.

“I can’t take it anymore…”

Lin Zhiqing suddenly cried out, her rhythm growing faster and faster.

The fiery spear brutally parted her tender flesh, each thrust striking heavily against the flower stamen at her deepest point. Overwhelming waves of pleasure crashed over her, one after another, making it harder and harder for Lin Zhiqing to control herself.

“I’m coming… Ah…”