Naomi Odagiri even actively lifted her full, round butt, twisting it, tracing one alluring outline after another before Ho Fei-yu's eyes. The purple qipao covering her two plump thighs was flung to the side by her movement, exposing her pink panties.
"Gulp." His throat bobbed.
Mimicking his previous actions, Ho Fei-yu trapped her two hands with one of his, confining them tightly. While elusive beauty is often more captivating, when lust takes over the mind, one reverts to the most primal instinct.
His free hand completely cast aside the bothersome qipao, allowing the enticing fullness to be fully revealed. The rounded white flesh was flawless, like two pieces of meticulously polished mutton-fat jade crafted with unique artistry.
He lightly stroked it, feeling a soft yet refreshingly cool sensation. His fingers instinctively pinched it slightly. Sure enough, like pure white paper where any color stands out, five vivid red fingerprints were left on the tender skin.
It seemed the owner of the mutton-fat jade felt the affectionate caress, as her body trembled, causing a wave of ecstasy to wash over her.
The surging ecstasy hit Ho Fei-yu, who was already breathing heavily, like a potent drug, preventing him from restraining his most primal instinct. He bent down, pressing his face close to the mutton-fat jade. He rubbed his face on the smooth, soft surface, and a mature, seductive aroma, accompanied by the scent of lavender, rushed into his nose. As if drawn in, he buried his face completely into the jade, heavily inhaling its fragrance.
"Ing~" The heat of his breath, his moist, delicate mouth, and his frantically moving, feverish face all made Naomi Odagiri moan softly.
When Ho Fei-yu felt his nostrils were completely saturated with the fragrance, he slightly raised his head, his ink-black eyes now fixed on the forbidden area covered by the pink great barrier. Perhaps due to his recent actions, the pink barrier was already somewhat damp, with one area visibly soaked.
Bending down again, he wandered over the forbidden area hidden beneath the two snow peaks through the barrier, making the already damp barrier even muddier. He pulled the barrier aside, revealing the hidden secret: two areas of treasured land—a floral cave and a bottomless crevice.
"Not there!" The squirming, aroused Naomi Odagiri felt a chill on her body as her most important secrets were fully exposed to Ho Fei-yu. Her previously feverish heart grew shy, and she involuntarily began to move. But suddenly, she felt an invasion in her uppermost private territory. Something wet, hot, and slick was spreading it open and then circling around. Her rapidly sinking mind realized what was happening, and she immediately cried out.
Hearing Naomi Odagiri's voice, Ho Fei-yu left that area. He was only curious and didn't go too far. As expected, there was no unusual odor. This time, he came to the correct place. First, he blew a stream of hot air from his mouth, causing the mysterious crevice to tremble and release a small amount of mountain spring water.
He scooped the emerging mountain spring water into his mouth, but feeling it wasn't enough to quench his thirst, he pressed his mouth against the crevice. Even with his mouth pressed against it, only a trickle emerged, so he acted like a well-digger, continuously scooping the water. Finally, after several landslides and earthquakes, a great flood came, and Ho Fei-yu finally got up, satisfied.
Looking down at the pink softness, his pants had somehow slipped off (blame the versatile Stand, manual funny face).
He rose to his knees, pressed his body against the soft flesh, and felt around before sending his already raging giant dragon into the nest. Since the nest had been stretched open last time, it had adapted to the shape of the giant dragon, so entry was easy this time.
Mature and seductive singing filled the room, accompanied by the sound of waves crashing against the reef. A pink, intimate atmosphere spread through the bedroom. It wasn't until Naomi Odagiri had showcased her bright vocals several times that a dragon's roar sounded.
"Are... you... done?" Naomi Odagiri's soft voice came from under the pillow.
Ho Fei-yu removed the pillow and saw that the purple sheets and pillow were soaked with her sweat, and a few strands of hair were stuck to her forehead. He kept one hand restraining her hands and used the other to tuck the hair behind her ear.
"Not yet~" He leaned close to her fair neck. A mature, ripe-peach-like flesh scent wafted over. He licked her clean of sweat and tasted her glistening red earlobe before speaking.
Without waiting for Naomi Odagiri's reply, Ho Fei-yu stood up, brought over several pillows, placed them all under her waist, and the giant dragon returned to its nest once more. However, this time the giant dragon occupied the high ground. Every Mount Tai Meteorite Drop went straight to the deepest part. Naomi Odagiri, whose voice had been hoarse earlier, began to sing again. This time, in addition to the sound of waves crashing on the reef, there was the squelching sound of a stick stirring the stream water.
When everything settled down again, Ho Fei-yu hugged Naomi Odagiri, whose entire body looked like she had just taken a shower, and they lay on the edge of the bed, their bodies still in negative-distance contact. He kept it plugged because he was afraid they would have to replace the bed if he didn't.
Naomi Odagiri couldn't even open her eyes at this point and could only gasp for air. Saliva dripped from her scarlet tongue onto the sheets. Ho Fei-yu quickly held her tongue in his mouth, helping to clean it until he used his Crazy Diamond ability a few times to relieve her fatigue, allowing her to regain control of her body and stop embarrassing herself.
Ho Fei-yu found that Crazy Diamond could only heal physical injuries; it couldn't heal mental exhaustion or other mental injuries, only alleviate them, and the effect wasn't very good.
"Feeling better?" He held her plump waist with one hand, fondled the red cherries on her snow peak with the other, and rubbed his chin against the hair on her forehead, asking softly.
"...Mhm." Naomi Odagiri, who could barely articulate a few words, felt the strange sensation on her chest. But after two rounds of battle, she didn't have the strength to swat away the misbehaving hand and could only endure the teasing.
Ho Fei-yu only played because Naomi Odagiri's body couldn't handle any more. Any further taking would cause harm. So, when the red cherry became engorged and enlarged, he immediately let go and moved below the snow peak, kneading the softness and appreciating its grandeur.
Half an hour later, Naomi Odagiri recovered much of her consciousness and turned over. Ho Fei-yu, quick as a flash, plugged the nest before anything could leak.
"Take me to the bath. I feel sticky and uncomfortable."
"Mhm." Ho Fei-yu lifted her butt and carried her to the bathroom, turning on the bathtub faucet. When the water was right, he got in with her. This time, he finally unplugged her. Soon, a large ball of white stain floated to the surface. However, her abdomen was still distended. Helplessly, he had to use his hand to help her clean it out. It took a while before it returned to normal. He carefully washed her body, and when they were done, he carried her back to the bedroom.
Naomi Odagiri nestled in Ho Fei-yu's arms, her mature and seductive face, like that of a noble lady, wearing a satisfied and happy smile. Feeling the lingering warmth of the young man's body, she snuggled closer into his embrace until she found a comfortable spot.
"How have things been lately?" Ho Fei-yu rubbed her lower abdomen with his large hand, massaging her. He thought he should check on her since they hadn't seen each other for a few days; she was his woman, after all.
"How have things been?~ The divorce is finalized, and now I'm looking for a new place to live."
"A new place to live? Then we won't be able to be so close..."
"Have you found a new place yet?" Ho Fei-yu's expression froze, and he spoke with reluctance.
"Hehe, is my young man going to miss me?" Naomi Odagiri turned to face Ho Fei-yu, her purple eyes filled with laughter, a teasing smile on her noble, elegant face. Her fingertip traced circles on Ho Fei-yu's chest, occasionally pinching his nipple, playing with it.
"Mhm." Ho Fei-yu didn't hide it and nodded. He was reluctant to let go of any woman he had been intimate with because a bond had formed.
"That's a secret. You'll know when the time comes." Naomi Odagiri's beautiful purple eyes curved into crescents upon hearing Ho Fei-yu's words, but she chose to be mysterious, planning to give him a surprise.
"What are you planning to do next, Naomi-san?" Ho Fei-yu didn't press further. With the protection of the Succubus Aura, no one could harm her, and she would tell him when she was ready. He changed the topic, looking into her beautiful eyes.
"As for the future, I definitely won't be a model anymore. After all, I'm getting old and faded, no longer attractive to young people~"
"That's not true. Naomi-san is clearly very beautiful, noble, and elegant. However, I don't support you being a model either..." The first part of his comment made Naomi Odagiri secretly delighted. She hadn't expected such a high opinion from the young man. The second part made her even sweeter—the young man was actually jealous??
"Don't worry~ whether I'm pretty or not, Auntie will only be your model from now on~"
"Mhm~ o(￣▽￣)o"
"Smooch." Ho Fei-yu started kissing Naomi Odagiri's lips wildly, his hands gripping her tightly, pressing their two naked bodies firmly together.
After a moment of passionate intimacy.
"Naomi-san, are you planning to continue writing weight loss books or essay collections?" Ho Fei-yu asked the breathless Naomi Odagiri. Last time he visited, he accidentally saw a book signed by Naomi Odagiri on the sofa. When he went home, he searched her name online and found that Naomi Odagiri was quite famous, starting as a model and later becoming a big name writer of best-selling weight loss books and essays. He hadn't expected the noble lady in front of him to be so talented, which only intensified his affection.
"I don't know~" Naomi Odagiri leaned against Ho Fei-yu's chest, lost in thought. She had written those books two or three years ago. In recent years, due to loneliness, she hadn't had many ideas. But now that Ho Fei-yu had nourished her, she felt she couldn't continue to be decadent and needed to escape the canary life.
"I have an idea, I wonder if Naomi-san would like it."
"What idea?" Naomi Odagiri lifted her face from Ho Fei-yu's chest, looking up at him, her eyes full of anticipation. She wanted to hear what fresh idea this fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man had.