He had already stood Liang Jiagia up for two days in a row.

He glanced at the time, it was nearly midnight.

Despite having released twice tonight already, his spirits were exceptionally high.

After all, he was still a young man of 22 or 23, and he always focused on exercise. Moreover, his natural endowments were substantial, enough to allow him to navigate among these women with ease.

He hopped out of bed, his steps light as he opened and closed the door without making a sound, and successfully left the room.

Arriving at Zhang Jie's doorstep, he sent a message to Liang Jiagia.

Soon, the door silently opened.

Liang Jiagia, clad in a pure white silk nightgown, stood at the entrance.

The nightgown was a camisole style, the hem decorated with lace, and was extremely short, just covering the buttocks.

As she walked, the hem swayed with her steps, offering a clear view of the scenery between her legs, and her little intimates were also in plain sight.

As soon as they met, Liang Jiagia threw herself at him, pressing her body—more sensual and hot than a model's—against him.

"Mr. Wang, I've been so tormented these past two days."

She cooed, her bottom sticking out from beneath the nightgown, her large voluptuous buttocks grinding against his trouser front.

Her tender, sensual body was as hot as a furnace, and as soft as water, which immediately aroused him.

Too tempting!

She was truly a seductress!

Wang Dahai even thought about pulling her into the corridor and getting started right there.

"I should still hold back," he thought.

Liang Jiagia pouted slightly, reluctantly moving away from him, and whispered softly, "Tonight, it's Little Jie's turn to have the advantage, since she is my good sister. Mr. Wang, you must satisfy her well."

Wang Dahai was still somewhat worried, "What if she wakes up?"

He hadn't told Zhang Jie about this, mainly because he had forgotten.

"She hasn't gone to sleep yet."

"Not asleep?" Wang Dahai was surprised. What was he to do then?

"It's fine, come with me, just watch what I do."

Liang Jiagia, looking mysterious, led him into the house.

"Little Jie, Dahai is here."

Liang Jiagia led him straight into Zhang Jie's boudoir.

Zhang Jie was lying in bed playing with her phone, her long hair spread out, wearing a light camisole, exuding a lazy aura all over her.

She wore glasses on her face, lending an air of demure beauty to her youthful college-student-like visage.

She was very serene, like the girl next door.

It was hard to imagine this woman was married with children.

Zhang Jie pulled the covers up, concealing her neckline, her cheeks slightly flushed, "It's so late, why are you calling him over?"

"My back has been a bit sore lately; I want him to give me a massage."

Liang Jiagia climbed into bed and lay down next to her. It was a two-meter-wide bed, spacious enough even for four people without feeling crowded.

Without any concern for appearance, as she lay down, the already very short nightgown lifted, revealing half of her waist.

A peach-like behind was accentuated by sexy leopard-print thong panties, its roundness enhanced and perked up invitingly, making one yearn to scale those peaks.

"Mr. Wang, come and give me a massage quickly," she called out, turning her head back and wriggling her behind, causing the peaks to shake dramatically—a sight to behold.

"Hmm."

Wang Dahai hesitated no longer, and taking off his shoes, he climbed onto the bed.

"Oh my, Mr. Wang, what's that on your pants? It's dirty. Take them off quickly, don't get Little Jie's bed dirty."

Wang Dahai looked down and saw nothing on his shorts, where were they dirty?

Alright, this woman was just looking for an excuse to get him to take them off.

He glanced at Zhang Jie, who showed no reaction, so Wang Dahai directly took them off, left in just his boxer briefs.

But just as he was about to sit, Liang Jiagia said, "Come, sit here."

She patted the space to her left, the spot between her and Zhang Jie.

He knew Liang Jiagia wanted something to happen between him and Zhang Jie, but wasn't this a bit too blatant?

He looked at Zhang Jie again; she acted as if she hadn't heard a thing.

So, with a resigned feeling, he sat down and began to massage her.

But as soon as he started, Liang Jiagia's body seemed to switch on, and she began to moan softly.

Wang Dahai sneaked a peek at Zhang Jie and saw her face was flushed red. Although she was looking at her phone, her gaze was unsteady, clearly distracted.

She remained silent though, seemingly pretending not to hear.

As the massage went on for a while, Liang Jiagia's voice was not only unrestrained but got louder and louder.

Zhang Jie's body under the blanket began to twist slightly; the movement was slight, but Wang Dahai noticed it.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, suddenly turning to open the bedside drawer and taking out a sleeping mask and a pair of earplugs.

"I'm going to sleep now, keep it down."

After saying this, she put on the earplugs and the sleeping mask, then lay down with her back to them.

Liang Jiagia took a glance at her and called out, "Little Jie."

No response.

She called out a few more times but still there was no answer.

"She can't hear, Mr. Wang, I want it," she said as she twisted her hips, her buttocks swaying, rubbing against his thigh.

Wang Dahai had already reached his limit of endurance; hearing this, his hands swiftly moved from her jade back down to her buttocks, and he gave them a firm squeeze.

"Mmm, that feels good."

"Mr. Wang, hurry up and come inside, I feel so empty," she implored.

Wang Dahai reached up and was surprised to find that she was incredibly wet there.

The C-string, though not as minimal as a thong in fabric, was even more sensual, and its style was much more in line with male aesthetics.

However, it required a fine figure to truly pull off.

He slid off her "little intimates", hooked it around her thigh, then moved behind her, sitting on her thighs, and freed his member.

Wang Dahai pressed down his long gun, found the position, and was about to thrust when Liang Jiagia became even more eager than he was and lifted her buttocks on her own.

With a slurp, she took him in.

The warm enveloping sensation made him feel as though he was floating in a hot spring.

"Ah~"

Liang Jiagia let out a quivering moan, her ample bottom quivering, mesmerizing him with the shaking flesh.

Wang Dahai observed Xu Xixi, her breathing even and her expression poised as if she truly hadn't heard a thing.

He restrained himself, careful not to make too much noise.

Only, wasn't Liang Jiagia supposed to bring him over to do something with Zhang Jie...

Why was it now...

He couldn't be bothered to think too much about it.

After all, this was Zhang Jie's home, and she was sleeping right next to them; they didn't dare to get too wild.

He gently lay on her back, his strong body completely covering her.

Her beautiful legs were tightly closed, making Wang Dahai feel the tightness, encountering strong resistance with every move.

His hands squeezed underneath her, clutched her fullness, and kissed her fragrant shoulders.

But just then, he suddenly saw Liang Jiagia reach out to grab Zhang Jie's fullness.

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