Chapter 3009

"Don't be so surprised, okay? Look at yourself; what are you so impatient for? I'm afraid the one who will be uncomfortable later is me." Tong Lan seemed to have already seen through it. Although Zhao Desan had experienced the baptism of women, he had never felt any woman serve him like she did. Thus, she began to tease Zhao Desan. It was also because she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol that night that Tong Lan was able to display so vividly before Zhao Desan the kind of charm possessed by a young married woman who had spent years in places of pleasure.

Zhao Desan looked as if his most fatal weak point had been hit; his face flushed red all at once, and without realizing it, he began to go limp bit by bit. This phenomenon made Tong Lan, who was already squatting beneath him, cover her little mouth and giggle incessantly.

Zhao Desan felt he had no face left to show off any prestige in front of this beauty; even his most basic male function was difficult to exert at this moment. He was simply not a man anymore.

"Desan, what's wrong with you?" Tong Lan asked, intentionally wearing a look of disdain as if she had guessed Zhao Desan's psychology.

"I, I might be too… too excited." Zhao Desan tried his best to find an excuse for his poor performance today and struggled to restore his ability, but the more he did so, the less he felt anything.

Whether it was because Zhao Desan's submission and shyness had ignited Tong Lan's passion, or because she herself carried a desire for possession in her heart, seeing Zhao Desan's helpless little-man appearance, she suddenly got into the mood. She then leaned her body toward Zhao Desan with tenderness like water, reached out to pull Zhao Desan's large hand, and slowly pressed it onto her own white, plump jade peaks.

Zhao Desan looked down at Tong Lan's intoxicating gaze and was once again lost in it. Without realizing it, he had begun to expand rapidly inside Tong Lan's cherry-red little mouth, and it was still jumping continuously.

Tong Lan lifted her eyelids with effort, using those peach-blossom eyes that blinked as if they could speak to observe the changes in Zhao Desan's expression. That look, that rhythmic deep-and-shallow motion, made it difficult for Zhao Desan to control his emotions for a moment. The experienced Tong Lan seized this opportunity and immediately performed a deep-throat movement. This was it; hearing Zhao Desan let out a mournful cry of 'Oh…', he released everything completely.

Zhao Desan tilted his head back, enjoying that moment of pleasure and satisfaction, thinking happily in his heart: I have finally gotten my wish. He had always fantasized about one day being able to ejaculate inside a woman's little mouth. After thinking about it for so long, he hadn't expected that today he would finally get his wish. It was truly too satisfying.

The happy Zhao Desan, after savoring the full-body trembling of that moment, slowly lowered his head. When he saw the look of contempt on Tong Lan's face, he couldn't help but shiver in his heart.

"Giggle…" Seeing Zhao Desan wake up from his excitement, Tong Lan followed with a burst of charming laughter, and then, out of breath, she said: "Little brother, you really are quite something."

"Hehe, know how capable I am now?" Zhao Desan didn't know why he felt that his reply lacked any confidence at all.

"Giggle…" Tong Lan laughed even harder; tears were coming out of her eyes. Then, she suppressed her laughter, pointed at Zhao Desan, and said: "Yes, you really are too capable. You have all the bad habits a man can have."

"What bad habits?" Zhao Desan felt very uncomfortable in his heart after being told this by Tong Lan, so he pursued the question.

"Don't you know the two 'most difficult' things for a man?" Tong Lan said with a smile, intentionally being mysterious.

"Then tell me, what are the two most difficult things?" Zhao Desan really didn't know about this saying.

"The first is impotence, which you just had, and the second is premature ejaculation, which you still have. You've laughed me to death. How will you satisfy your wife in the future if you're a man like this?" Tong Lan seemed to be venting the grievances in her heart, fiercely rebuking Zhao Desan.

A nameless fire of humiliation burned straight to Zhao Desan's forehead. In his anger, he seemed to have regained his domineering spirit and suddenly pressed Tong Lan's head down beneath him. Only the sound of 'Woo… woo-woo…' of choking could be heard as Zhao Desan increased his force, continuously coming from Tong Lan's mouth.

Tong Lan had thought she had the victory in hand and could play with this boy five or six years younger than her at will, venting her jealousy on him. But she hadn't expected that her momentary carelessness would completely lose the great situation. Watching Zhao Desan begin to show his power under her stimulation, she was stunned.

"Woo… don't do this, I can't take it anymore…" Tong Lan finally broke free from Zhao Desan's pressure and said, panting heavily.

"Damn it, I was almost fooled by you." Zhao Desan looked at the teary-eyed Tong Lan and said without any politeness.

Tong Lan flushed red, waving her hands and looking pitifully at Zhao Desan, saying: "Alright, alright, I'll listen to you, won't I? But… but can you still do it?" This last sentence was added by Tong Lan intentionally; she discovered that only when she intentionally teased Zhao Desan could he be stimulated to show that masculine spirit.

"Less nonsense. Won't we know if I can do it once we try? Hurry up and take off the clothes on your body!" Zhao Desan pointed at the only remaining short skirt on Tong Lan's body and said with a wicked smile, not being polite at all.

Looking at Zhao Desan's fierce appearance, Tong Lan knew he wanted to take revenge for the humiliation she had just inflicted on him. She was very afraid, yet also extremely expectant. She had personally experienced Zhao Desan's prowess, so she couldn't help but tremble slightly as she took off her short skirt.