Lin Fan, blinded from his vision, felt his throbbing dragon engulfed in coldness. It was only then he realized the two girls were intent on giving him a night of ice and fire extreme pleasure.
As the chill gradually subsided, the slippery sensation around his dragon abruptly vanished, replaced by a surge of warmth as Bai Xue took over with hot water, capturing the dragon once again.
"Wow... that feels amazing..."
The alternating hot and cold sensations made Lin Fan grip the delicate feet of the two women, feeling their red lips take turns sucking on the icy-hot dragon, their clever tongues continuously twining around each other. It must be said, their coordination was getting better and better.
"How's that, like it?"
Zhu Zhixuan's voice whispered in his ear, her small hands wandering over his body, while at that moment, Bai Xue knelt between Lin Fan's legs, diligently running her fragrant tongue over the iron pestle.
