"Qianqian, how is it? Comfortable?"
"Mmm, my love, you're amazing." Wanqian wrapped her whole body around the man, her eyes sultry as silk, gazing with affection at him.
"How does it compare to Shen Cheng? Who's gentler? Who does it better?" the man quickened his pace, softly asking the woman beneath him.
"Hmph, don't mention that useless man to me," Wanqian moaned, speaking through her pleasure.
"So, Shen Cheng can't do it?" the man asked, his tone mocking. The way he spoke and Wanqian's dissatisfied expression made Shen Cheng wish he could rush forward and throw this despicable pair off the yacht. On my territory, on my yacht, they dare to cuckold me! Not only cuckolding me but even daring to say I'm impotent! As a man, how could I accept such a thing?
