After Qing Ye turned away, Lin Dong quickly peeked into the bathroom again. Seeing that Qing Ye had turned his gaze back to Ying Huanhuan, he peeked through the crack in the door again, revealing a quarter of his face. Qing Ye once again wore a lewd smile behind Ying Huanhuan, but to Lin Dong, the smile seemed adorable.
"Huanhuan, let me help you wash," Qing Ye whispered. Although Ying Huanhuan couldn't see him, Lin Dong saw Qing Ye's mischievous smile and sat down on the small stool beneath him.
Lin Dong also looked at Ying Huanhuan, who was still blushing and looking down. He noticed that Ying Huanhuan's body trembled slightly when Qing Ye spoke, and she glanced in his direction before quickly turning her gaze back, blushing again. After Qing Ye's question, she didn't answer immediately, but after a while, she softly uttered, "Mmm," under Lin Dong's gaze.
After receiving Ying Huanhuan's reply, Qing Ye... Lin Dong reached out and gently placed his hands on Ying Huanhuan's delicate body, placing them lightly on her snow-white back. Although Qing Ye's hands landed very lightly, Lin Dong still saw Ying Huanhuan's body tremble again. Then, Lin Dong saw Qing Ye's hands begin to slide across Ying Huanhuan's back, as if he were actually giving her a bath and scrubbing her back. However, after scrubbing for a while, he probably couldn't resist his burgeoning desire, and he also stretched his hands forward from Ying Huanhuan's back, touching her sides.
"Huanhuan, your body is so tense. It's bath time, it should be time to relax," Qing Ye originally wanted to pull Ying Huanhuan's hands away, but after a few tugs, he found that Ying Huanhuan's hands were quite tense. Qing Ye couldn't help but find it amusing. He thought that even though Ying Huanhuan was devoted to him, she was still so shy, so he couldn't help but tease her.
Upon hearing Qing Ye's words, Ying Huanhuan's already flushed face turned even redder. She glanced at Lin Dong again, then shyly turned her head away. Although she had been being played with by other men under Lin Dong's watchful gaze from the beginning, she felt even more embarrassed now than before. While she had been played with by other men in front of Lin Dong before, it was different now because she could see only a quarter of Lin Dong's face. Even so, it made Ying Huanhuan incredibly shy. Every time she glanced at Lin Dong, she could always see... The faint smile on Lin Dong's lips always revealed the burning desire deep within his eyes, fueled by the fact that she was being played with by another man. This made Ying Huanhuan afraid to look in his direction. However, this also made Ying Huanhuan a little happy, because from a quarter of Lin Dong's face, she could tell that he was excited. She knew he was happy, and she knew he liked it. So, despite her shyness, Ying Huanhuan persisted. Now that she had made up her mind, she had to continue and make Lin Dong even happier. Therefore, she relaxed her body slightly amidst her nervousness and shyness.
Lin Dong's excitement grew even stronger at Ying Huanhuan's shy demeanor. While he had seen her blush before, it was a different feeling altogether. Those previous instances of shyness stemmed from her being with him, a shyness he interpreted as more of amusement and pleasure. But this shyness, born from being played with by another man before his very eyes, felt more like a testament to her love and devotion. This only fueled Lin Dong's infatuation with her current state.
Qing Ye, however, paid less attention. Seeing Ying Huanhuan relax her hands, he pulled them away and reached forward, slipping his hands under her armpits to grasp her breasts, which he then began to slowly knead.
"Mmm..." A soft sound reached Lin Dong's ears. He could see Ying Huanhuan suppressing her shyness, placing her hands on her thighs. Lin Dong could clearly see Qing Ye's hands moving on her breasts. He watched as Qing Ye's hands grasped the lower part of Ying Huanhuan's breasts from behind, causing his wife's breasts to slightly deform. Qing Ye's index finger would occasionally touch the two rosy nipples, then his index finger and thumb would pinch them together, slowly kneading them with his palm. Ying Huanhuan blushed, pursing her lips and closing her eyes, her skin trembling slightly. This expression was so adorable in Lin Dong's eyes that he wanted to rush over and kiss her a few times.
After kneading for a while, Qing Ye released Ying Huanhuan's breasts, lowering his hands. He looked at them and said, "Hmm, you need to use shower gel when you shower."
After speaking, Qing Ye bent down, took a small bottle next to Ying Huanhuan, poured some liquid into his palm, rubbed his hands together slightly, and then touched Ying Huanhuan's breasts again, placing his palms directly over them.
"Hmm..." Ying Huanhuan made a slight sound from Qing Ye's touch. She usually washed herself this way, but now, after so many orgasms and in such a sensitive state, especially in front of her husband, the cool shower gel coating her breasts and stimulating the rosy tips made her body tremble again.
In Lin Dong's eyes, Qing Ye began to knead his wife's breasts again, but unlike before, where it seemed more like playful caressing, it now resembled cleaning. However, Lin Dong knew that in Qing Ye's mind, there wasn't much difference between the two; he was simply using cleaning as an excuse to play with Ying Huanhuan's body.
After kneading Ying Huanhuan's breasts until they were covered in foam, Qing Ye released his left hand and moved it downwards, gliding over her white abdomen. However, he had to stop at her pubic area because her legs were tightly closed. While still kneading her pubic area, Qing Ye teased her again, saying, "Huanhuan, I'm going to wash you down there now. Please relax a little and open your legs a bit."
Although very nervous and shy, Ying Huanhuan slightly opened her legs, allowing Qing Ye's hand to reach her lower body. She lowered her head and opened her eyes, then closed them again in embarrassment. She saw that her pubic area, after being kneaded by Qing Ye, was covered in foam. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt Qing Ye's hand touch her vulva, causing her to shudder again.
"Mmm..." After Qing Ye's hand placed on Ying Huanhuan's lower body, she felt his fingers penetrate her. Having already experienced multiple orgasms that night, coupled with the effects of the drug, her body was exceptionally sensitive. Her body leaned forward, and Ying Huanhuan raised her hands, placing her left hand in front of her red lips, gently biting her left index finger with her teeth. Her right hand braced against the wall in front of her, and she tried to squeeze Qing Ye's hand between her legs. However, due to her weak body and Qing Ye's fingers already inside her, her movements were futile. Qing Ye's fingers began to thrust in and out of her lower body, and soon, Ying Huanhuan's desire was aroused again.
Lin Dong, standing outside the door, saw his beautiful wife trembling against the wall, supported by another man. He exhaled hot breath, pulled out his own large penis, and began to masturbate. He was already anticipating the drama unfolding between Ying Huanhuan and Qing Ye in the bathroom. However, a quick glance revealed a slight twitch in his eye, as he saw that Qing Ye's penis hadn't recovered; it was still limp.
While Lin Dong was speechless, Qing Ye, in the middle of their act, was even more anxious. He had a beauty in his hands, they were already playing, and she was even moaning, but his penis was still slow to recover. He wanted to fuck the girl in front of him as soon as possible. Actually, it wasn't just his physical condition that was the problem. Overindulgence was one reason, his original constitution was another, and the drugs he had taken were also a factor. The drugs he had taken to enhance his penis and increase semen production had made him stronger, so the recovery time would naturally be longer. After all, even the strongest drugs couldn't work indefinitely.
A few minutes after Qing Ye brought Ying Huanhuan to orgasm, he felt a little awkward. His penis hadn't recovered; although it showed signs of becoming erect, it was only a slight sign. It was still limp, only slightly firmer. He didn't know what to do. Should he continue to use his hand to maintain the erection?
His embarrassment suddenly intensified when he saw Ying Huanhuan turn her head and look at him.
Ying Huanhuan was also very confused. After Qing Ye brought her to orgasm with his hand, he stopped. She didn't know what had happened, but when she turned her head and saw Qing Ye's awkward smile and the soft flesh beneath him, she understood. Her eyes twitched slightly, and she was speechless. She had finally managed to get Qing Ye to play with her a little longer so she could feel more comfortable, but he couldn't even lift his head. She had asked why he wouldn't penetrate her; it turned out he hadn't even prepared for penetration. Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but think to herself, "You said you'd have a whole day, and this is it?"