"Uh, Huanhuan..." Qing Ye smiled awkwardly. He could feel how forced his smile was, and he could feel his lips twitching. He didn't know what to say, and he couldn't explain. He couldn't very well say that he had taken too many drugs, which would imply that his current state was due to the drugs, making him even more incompetent.
Although he didn't know that Ying Huanhuan had known from the beginning.
Hearing Qing Ye's embarrassed expression, Ying Huanhuan didn't know what to say. She just pursed her lips, glanced at Qing Ye, then looked down at Qing Ye's limp body. She stole a glance towards the bathroom door, then immediately turned back to look at Qing Ye's lower body. Her pretty face flushed again, and she bit her lip as if pondering something. After a moment, she stood up, her left hand across her chest and her right hand covering her groin. After standing up, Ying Huanhuan turned around, took a small step forward, and knelt down in front of Qing Ye: "Let me help you."
Hearing Ying Huanhuan's words, Qing Ye's face... His face flushed red. He felt a mixture of shame and excitement. Shame because he couldn't get an erection and had to rely on the woman's help; excitement because the girl he liked was offering to help him, to make his penis bigger so he could penetrate her. In Qing Ye's eyes, Ying Huanhuan had become even more enamored with his penis. Before, Ying Huanhuan would never have offered to make him erect; she would always leave afterward, as if she didn't want him to go. Now, he believed Ying Huanhuan desperately wanted his penis, her body yearning for its penetration, which was why she wanted to help him get an erection so he could fuck her.
Lin Dong, standing at the door, felt none of the humiliation Qing Ye had felt. He was filled with excitement. His wife was helping another man get an erection just to get him to have her penis. His beloved wife was craving another man's penis—at least that's how it appeared. Lin Dong knew that Ying Huanhuan was doing this mostly for his pleasure; she was kneeling under a man, preparing to make him erect so she could penetrate him.
After Ying Huanhuan knelt down in front of Qing Ye, she lowered her head, her pretty face flushed. She then secretly glanced at the bathroom door and saw Lin Dong's excited half-face again. She quickly looked away, blushing. Lin Dong was right; Ying Huanhuan had indeed done something so shameful to make him happier. But Qing Ye wasn't entirely wrong either. Ying Huanhuan was indeed aroused. Although water droplets dripped from her body, her desire wasn't easily extinguished. However, it was just desire; she hadn't succumbed to lust. If she did, it would be to Lin Dong's erect penis.
After squatting down, Ying Huanhuan extended her slender wrists and grasped Qing Ye's genitals. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she gently peeled back the thin skin covering the glans, pinching the soft tip. Her hand moved slowly up and down, her fingertips gliding over the slit at the tip. However, the effect was minimal; it seemed ineffective. After a minute or two, Qing Ye's penis remained limp in her hand, leaving Ying Huanhuan even more frustrated. After a moment's thought, and a soft sigh unheard by Qing Ye, she blushed and lowered her head, bringing her face close to Qing Ye's crotch. She then took the soft penis into her mouth.
"Oh..." Although the penis wasn't erect and its sensitivity was relatively low, Qing Ye still felt a pleasurable sensation. He couldn't help but make a sound, unsure whether it was the physical pleasure or the emotional comfort of having his penis inside him.
Lin Dong watched this scene from outside the door, his groin throbbing with desire. Although Qing Ye's thighs partially obscured his view, he knew from the sight what his beloved wife was doing between another man's legs.
After taking Qing Ye's lower body into her mouth, Ying Huanhuan's tongue became active. First, her tongue curled up, sliding the tip of her tongue along the lower part of the penis, from the base to the glans, licking the cleft. Then, her hands pulled at the skin of Qing Ye's genitals, exposing the glans, while Ying Huanhuan's tongue licked the indentation at the base of the glans in circles. Occasionally, she would purse her lips and suck on Qing Ye's genitals.
Qing Ye, now comfortably closed his eyes, placed his hands on Ying Huanhuan's head, enjoying her ministrations.
Whether it was Ying Huanhuan's actions or Qing Ye's own recovery, under Ying Huanhuan's licking, Qing Ye's penis began to slowly grow stronger, quickly returning to its full size in Ying Huanhuan's mouth.
Seeing that Qing Ye had recovered, Ying Huanhuan stopped licking, lifted her head, and immediately spat out Qing Ye's penis. Blushing, she said to Qing Ye, "Okay, is that alright?"
"Yes, okay, okay," Qing Ye immediately nodded.
After seeing Qing Ye nod, Ying Huanhuan stood up and turned around. However, fearing she would see Lin Dong's face, she turned with her back to the bathroom door. Once facing the wall again, she squatted down, knees bent and hands on the wall, her back to Qing Ye, slightly protruding her buttocks. After assuming this position, she turned back, blushing, and said to Qing Ye, "Put it in."
Ying Huanhuan's actions aroused Qing Ye's lust. He felt Ying Huanhuan couldn't live without him. In just a few minutes, she was already eager for his penis to enter her vagina. His penis had barely recovered when she leaned against the wall, urging him to insert it. Didn't that say it all?
Lin Dong's eyes burned with desire. Ying Huanhuan looked so lewd, like a bitch drowning in lust, waiting to be fucked. She was now bending over, her ass raised, awaiting her master's favor. Water droplets from the bathroom dripped onto her body, sliding down her wet hair and making her eyes seem watery. Combined with her shy expression, the scene was undeniably alluring.
After briefly admiring the beauty behind Ying Huanhuan, Qing Ye also moved. Although the scene was beautiful and aroused him, he craved physical pleasure even more. He wanted to enter her body, to fuck this girl he loved. So, without further ado, he took a small step forward, his left hand on Ying Huanhuan's buttocks, his right hand on his penis, and thrust his hips down hard, aiming at her vagina.
"Mmm..." Qing Ye's thrust caused Ying Huanhuan's body to lean forward, pressing against the wall. His penis instantly stretched open her vagina, filling her and giving her some satisfaction, lessening her emptiness. She placed her right hand across the wall in front of her, her left hand on top of her right, and rested her left forearm on it, using it to conceal her expression. Then, her body began to sway back and forth with Qing Ye's thrusts from behind. Each thrust felt so real, each one hitting her cervix, stirring her heart. She gradually began to moan.
Lin Dong watched from outside the door as Ying Huanhuan's body swayed under Qing Ye's thrusts. He watched his beloved wife being fucked by another man, listened to her moans of pleasure beneath him, and excitedly masturbated. He had to admit, he was truly excited tonight. Ying Huanhuan had prepared so many things for him, keeping his excitement high. The thought of Ying Huanhuan sleeping with another man later only intensified his excitement, and he increased the speed of his masturbation.
"Hoo..." After bringing Ying Huanhuan to orgasm, Qing Ye stopped to rest. Ying Huanhuan's vagina felt incredibly good—tight, wet, and warm—making Qing Ye almost forget everything else. Just as he was about to continue, his gaze fell on something beside him. His penis, which had been moving forward slightly, stopped. After a moment's thought, he smiled wickedly and withdrew his penis.
"Hmm?"
When Ying Huanhuan saw Qing Ye pull his penis out, she turned her head back. She then saw Qing Ye's left hand reach to her side, picking up a bottle of shower gel from the floor to her left. She heard Qing Ye say, "Huanhuan, we're taking a shower now, right? I need to help you wash down there, and I need to scrape it inside so it's clean."
Hearing Qing Ye say that, Ying Huanhuan knew what he was going to do. She saw Qing Ye pour some shower gel into his palm, but she didn't stop him. She just blushed and looked at the bathroom door, then let out a soft moan as she felt the cool, sticky liquid on her vulva. Then, his hand began to rub it onto her petals. She turned her head back again and saw Qing Ye carefully applying the shower gel to her petals. Her pretty face flushed slightly. Then she turned back around, burying her head in her arms, letting Qing Ye do as he pleased. After applying the lotion, Ying Huanhuan sensed Qing Ye stop. Just as she thought he was about to penetrate her, she felt something foreign enter her vagina. Realizing it wasn't Qing Ye's penis, she let out a scream. But after the scream, she realized what it was – the tip of her shower gel bottle. The bottle's opening was less than half the size of Qing Ye's penis, so it easily slid in. She felt the cool, sticky liquid slide into her vagina, but after a slight tremor, she remained still.