After handing the phone to Zhu Suosuo, Jiang Nansun wrapped her arms around Zhao Tianhao's neck, transforming into a beautiful female knight. Her body began to move up and down, her hips rising high and then falling heavily.
Jiang Nansun's vagina, lubricated by her own fluids, moved even more smoothly.
Her large breasts, like two waves, swept against Zhao Tianhao's chest, leaving a few drops of fluid that stimulated his body and mind.
"Hello, this is Zhu Suosuo."
Zhu Suosuo wasn't so polite to Zhang Anren; she had absolutely no interest in her best friend's boyfriend.
Before, she had restrained herself because her best friend liked him, but now there was no point in restraining herself.
Zhao Tianhao watched himself and Zhang Anren's girlfriend, Jiang Nansun, having sex, while Jiang Nansun's best friend answered the phone and perfunctorily dealt with her boyfriend.
Zhao Tianhao found it incredibly arousing.
His large penis didn't stop for a moment; in fact, it moved even faster.
"Suo Suo, thank you for taking care of Nan Sun."
Zhang Anren's voice was sincere.
"Nan Sun is my best friend, it's what I should do," Zhu Suo Suo said calmly.
Watching the two making love, Zhu Suo Suo thought to herself.
You really should thank me, we took such good care of her, my man even got your girlfriend into bed.
Watching her man having sex with her best friend, Zhang Anren's girlfriend, and she was even receiving Zhang Anren's thanks.
Zhu Suo Suo almost laughed.
Zhang Anren, you big idiot.
Zhao Tianhao felt his senses rising, a tingling sensation washing over him, his large penis accelerating, as if on the verge of ejaculation.
Sensing Zhao Tianhao's state, Jiang Nan Sun cooperated even more, pushing her vagina deeper into her beloved's large penis, her two snow-white breasts pressed tightly against Zhao Tianhao's chest, becoming two white fleshy mounds, rubbing against Zhao Tianhao's chest.
"I'm sincere, I feel really bad for Nansun, and we've been like this lately. Anyway, I really need you to take care of Nansun."
Zhang Anren thought of his cold war with Jiang Nansun.
"Yes, it's my pleasure."
Zhu Suosuo stared intently at their joined bodies.
She felt the man's urgency, knowing he was about to ejaculate.
She could still taste the semen she had just swallowed in her mouth; she wanted Zhao Tianhao's large penis too.
Why did she have to answer the phone here?
It's all Zhang Anren's fault! Why did you have to call so late at night?
Zhu Suosuo hated Zhang Anren even more.
At this moment, Zhao Tianhao was completely absorbed in manipulating Jiang Nansun's vagina, but the current position was no longer satisfying him.
Zhao Tianhao leaned forward, pushing Jiang Nansun back onto the bed.
Jiang Nansun's long legs were hoisted onto Zhao Tianhao's shoulders.
"Slap, slap, slap, slap."
The loud sounds resumed, growing increasingly rapid. The multi-faceted stimulation assaulted Zhao Tianhao's soul; he had begun his final sprint.
Hearing the intensifying slapping sounds and sensing that Zhu Suosuo was no longer interested in talking to him, Zhang Anren said.
"Then Suosuo, continue massaging Jiang Nansun."
"Okay."
Zhu Suosuo replied.
She put down her phone, assuming Zhang Anren had hung up, her eyes fixed on the two engaged in intercourse.
Zhang Anren's "continue the massage" stimulated Zhao Tianhao. He could no longer control the urge to ejaculate. After one final, frenzied thrust, his penis, dripping with hot semen, shot into Jiang Nansun's uterus.
Filling Jiang Nansun's vagina with his semen, the thrill and satisfaction, akin to illicit intercourse, caused Zhao Tianhao's body to tremble wildly.
Zhao Tianhao felt Jiang Nansun's vagina contract and spasm; he knew her orgasm was coming at the same time, and a lewd smile crept across his face.
They were on the phone with Jiang Nansun's boyfriend, and he had even ejaculated inside her, while Zhang Anren on the other end of the line remained completely unaware.
Jiang Nansun had indeed orgasmed; she surrendered the moment Zhao Tianhao ejaculated.
The scorching heat was almost unbearable, making Jiang Nansun feel like she was dying of pleasure. She suppressed the trembling in her body and the surge of desire within her vagina, moaning softly, mainly because she didn't know if the call had ended.
Zhao Tianhao had just changed positions; she was lying on the bed, hidden from him, and didn't know if Zhu Suosuo behind her was still on the phone.
Her voice now sounded like that of a wanton, lewd prostitute; even a fool could tell she was being fucked.
So she could only keep her voice down.
Finally, after many seconds, feeling her physical desire gradually subside, she looked at Zhu Suosuo.
Zhu Suosuo subconsciously glanced at the phone, startled to find it still connected. Hearing a voice on the other end, "Hello, hello, can you hear me, Nansun?"
Zhu Suosuo quickly handed the phone to Jiang Nansun, indicating it wasn't disconnected.
"I can hear you, the signal was a bit bad just now."
Jiang Nansun took the phone, her voice low and deep.
Zhao Tianhao had already withdrawn his large penis from Jiang Nansun's vagina and lay back down beside her.
Jiang Nansun continued talking on the phone, gently stroking Zhao Tianhao's face with one hand. She gazed at him, her eyes filled with love and submission.
"Oh, Suosuo finished massaging you?"
Zhang Anren asked when the phone quieted down. He had wanted to hang up, but remembered he hadn't revealed his purpose, so he hadn't.
"Oh, Suo Suo is tired, take a rest."
As Jiang Nansun spoke, her hand, which had been resting on Zhao Tianhao's face, began to slide downwards, because she saw his still-erect penis after ejaculation, the culprit that had just given her such a jolt.
"Then treat Suo Suo to something good to eat," Zhang Anren said.
"Then I'll treat him to steamed buns," Jiang Nansun whispered in Zhao Tianhao's ear. Her voice was passionate and bold. This "him" was not the same as the "her." How could Zhang Anren possibly tell that Jiang Nansun was referring to a man?
Zhao Tianhao looked at Jiang Nansun, surprised by her boldness. It seemed that after tonight, her relationship with Zhang Anren would be over.
Zhang Anren, unaware of the impending breakup, still said, "How can you just treat Suo Suo to steamed buns?"
Zhang Anren thought their best friend was joking.
"I learned this myself, and he loves it."
Jiang Nansun continued, then put the phone on speakerphone and tossed it beside the bed. She rolled over and straddled Zhao Tianhao, leaning down to offer her right breast to his mouth.
Jiang Nansun had already decided to break up; whether Zhang Anren heard it or not was irrelevant.
Zhao Tianhao couldn't resist biting down on Jiang Nansun's nipple, feeling his large penis harden and burn again.
"Oh!" Jiang Nansun let out a soft moan of pleasure.
"Is what you made even edible?"
Zhang Anren didn't quite believe that this pampered young lady could actually make steamed buns.
"What's it to you? As long as he likes it."
Jiang Nansun retorted.
Since he didn't like it, she wasn't going to indulge Zhang Anren.
Provoked by Jiang Nansun's repeated provocations, Zhao Tianhao wanted to turn the tables, reaching out with both hands to grab Jiang Nansun's breasts.
"Okay, it has nothing to do with me."
Zhang Anren thought Jiang Nansun was still angry.
"I'm starving."
Jiang Nansun said, feeling wronged.
She was speaking to Zhao Tianhao.
She had been raped by Zhao Tianhao that afternoon and slept until evening, only to be woken up by the sounds of Zhao Tianhao and Zhu Suosuo making love.
She was then raped by Zhao Tianhao again after waking up.
Her boyfriend called, and she was raped by Zhao Tianhao again.
Having expended so much energy, Jiang Nansun was truly hungry.
She didn't give Zhao Tianhao a chance to grab her breasts, shifting her body down and freeing herself from his gentle bite on her nipple.
"Then ask the nanny to make you something."
Zhang Anren, thinking she was speaking to him, quickly asked with concern.
"Mmm, it's all ready. I'm eating chicken breast."
Jiang Nansun said, lowering her head to gently bite Zhao Tianhao's nipple. Zhao Tianhao almost cried out in pleasure.
Damn, how come I never knew Jiang Nansun was so good at this?
Looking at Jiang Nansun's innocent face, I didn't expect her to be almost as good as me.
"What's so good about chicken breast? How about some crispy chicken?" Zhang Anren said.
"No, I just like chicken breast."
Jiang Nansun's little tongue, like a nimble little snake, teased Zhao Tianhao's nipple, stimulating his nerves.
"Okay, okay, let the nanny make you something nutritious." Zhang Anren said with concern.
"Yes, I want something nutritious too. I really want sausage."
Jiang Nansun said, deliberately emphasizing the nasal tone when she said "nutritious" and "sausage."