"Ah, ah, so good, ah, Master is so strong, ah. Oh," Wang Yao felt like she was flying.
After bringing Wang Yao to orgasm again, Zhao Tianhao thrust into her vagina.
Wang Yao was delirious from Zhao Tianhao's penetration, feeling dizzy and as if she had been fucked senseless.
"You slut, you whore, I'll fuck you to death, fuck, so good, I'm going to cum, I'll cum inside you, Yingzi, catch it, brother is shooting into your cunt, ah!" After vigorously fucking Wang Yao's vagina, Zhao Tianhao fantasized that Wang Yao in front of him was Yingzi, and that he was fucking Yingzi's cunt, shooting his semen into Yingzi's little cunt.
Wang Yao screamed incoherently, completely unaware of what was happening, and didn't even realize that Zhao Tianhao wasn't calling her name at the end. Of course, even if she were conscious, she wouldn't have complained.
Zhao Tianhao felt refreshed.
He held the two unconscious women. He draped one over each shoulder and lay down on the bed, ready to rest. It was already past 2:30, almost 3 AM.
Zhao Tianhao had been with them for over two hours after returning.
The next morning, Zhao Tianhao was awakened by a wave of pleasurable sensation. Opening his eyes, he glanced down and, sure enough, Xiao Meng and Wang Yao, who had woken up sometime earlier, were kneeling beside his thighs.
They were sucking on his large penis.
Seeing the two goddesses' radiant appearance, Zhao Tianhao knew it was thanks to his semen.
After being so thoroughly fucked by Zhao Tianhao so late last night, they woke up this morning full of energy, their skin as white and smooth as a newborn baby's. Who else could it be but Zhao Tianhao's doing?
It seemed their bodies had absorbed the semen he ejaculated into them effectively.
It seemed his semen had many unknown uses. For now, it could quickly restore vitality and energy; he wondered if it could even grant eternal youth.
"I'll find out by seeing Song Qian today. After all, I ejaculated quite a bit inside her last night."
"Good morning, Master," Wang Yao, still sucking on his penis, greeted Zhao Tianhao first, not spitting it out.
Xiao Meng, also sucking on Zhao Tianhao's testicles, whimpered and mumbled, "Good morning, Master."
Zhao Tianhao comfortably enjoyed their service. Then he picked up his phone, which was charging nearby.
He opened it and saw—wow, so many unread messages!
Zhao Tianhao first accepted his blind date's friend request.
After accepting, Zhao Tianhao thought for a moment and decided to reply, expressing his apology. After all, the girl had added him last night, and he had only accepted this morning.
"Sorry, I didn't check my phone last night. Do you have time recently? Let's meet up."
Zhao Tianhao wanted to get straight to the point. Since he only agreed to the blind date because of the older woman's kindness, Zhao Tianhao didn't have high expectations for his date. He just wanted to go through the motions.
Unexpectedly, the other party replied quickly, "Okay, you choose the location. I'm free after 5 or 6 pm."
Zhao Tianhao randomly selected a Japanese restaurant he wanted and sent it to the other party, "Then 6 pm tonight."
"Okay."
Zhao Tianhao made the reservation and didn't worry about anything else. He wasn't worried about who the other party was. Even if she was a green tea bitch, Zhao Tianhao could hypnotize her and turn her into a prostitute in an instant.
In short, he had plenty of ways to deal with green tea bitches.
Therefore, he wasn't worried about whether the restaurant was too upscale or whether the other party would cling to him.
Zhao Tianhao then started replying to Yingzi and Song Qian's messages.
Yes, the reason there were so many unread messages was because they were from Song Qian and Qiao Yingzi.
Last night, Song Qian had a wonderful night's sleep with Zhao Tianhao, the most restful night's sleep she'd had in over forty years.
Song Qian woke up very early this morning. As a mother, she needed to get up early to prepare breakfast for her child.
Upon waking, Song Qian didn't feel disgusted by the large amount of dried semen on her body. Instead, she curiously picked off a small piece and put it in her mouth to taste it.
"It's not that bad," Song Qian muttered softly. Then she smelled it. "It doesn't smell bad either!"
Song Qian felt that everything she read online was wrong. That all men's semen smelled fishy and foul. That's not true at all, Song Qian retorted.
After getting up, Song Qian felt incredibly energetic. Although she hadn't looked in the mirror, she knew her complexion must be excellent.
"So a man can be so helpful to a woman," Song Qian thought happily.
Thinking of this, Song Qian thought of Zhao Tianhao, wondering where he had gone. Did he know Yingzi was about to wake up and went to sleep in her room?
Song Qian slept in Zhao Tianhao's room. Last night, while making his bed, she was captivated by him.
Song Qian put on some clothes, opened the door, and went to her room, but there was no sign of Zhao Tianhao. He wasn't in the bathroom, nor in Qiao Yingzi's room.
Could Zhao Tianhao have left? Song Qian quickly found her phone, found the WeChat contact she had added with him yesterday during dinner, and asked him.
"Haohao, did you go out?"
Seeing that Zhao Tianhao didn't reply, Song Qian went to take a shower. Although she didn't dislike Zhao Tianhao's semen stains, she still needed to clean them off, otherwise, if Yingzi saw them, she wouldn't be able to explain herself.
After showering, Song Qian planned to apply skincare products. After all, older women need to take care of themselves, otherwise they'll age faster.
Especially now that Song Qian has been conquered by Zhao Tianhao's large penis, her mind is filled with him, and she wants to be with him.
But reason tells her that if she's old and faded, like an old woman, she won't attract Zhao Tianhao at all.
So Song Qian has decided to buy more expensive and better skincare products, hoping to bewitch Zhao Tianhao and make him ravage her, fucking her hard.
Thinking this, Song Qian feels her pussy getting wet again. It seems Zhao Tianhao was right; she is a slut. Just thinking about him makes her wet.
Coming to her senses, Song Qian looks at herself in the mirror, preparing to apply skincare products. Suddenly, she realizes the woman in the mirror looks like herself at thirty.
Hmm? Thirty years old herself, Song Qian realizes. It's not that she has a good complexion; she's become younger.
Song Qian carefully examined herself in the mirror and discovered that even the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were gone. She looked way older than thirty; her skin was firm, smooth, and elastic—she could easily pass for someone in her twenties.
This stunned Song Qian. She couldn't believe that sex could change a person so drastically. Otherwise, it would have been all over the internet by now.
Then the problem lay with Zhao Tianhao. Thinking back to how he had ejaculated inside her repeatedly last night...
That meant Hao Hao's semen could make one young, even eternally youthful.
Song Qian came to this conclusion in astonishment.
As a top student, a star teacher at Chunfeng Middle School, Song Qian's intelligence was undoubtedly high. So, after a little thought, she knew where the problem lay.
Thinking of Zhao Tianhao's extraordinary abilities, his prowess, and the fact that his semen could make one young...
Song Qian went crazy.
No woman can resist the allure of youth.
Not to mention, this was the man she loved most, the man who conquered her, the man who had made her cunt feel so good.
Song Qian regretted washing away the semen stains she had just washed off; she regretted not eating them.
No wonder Zhao Tianhao's semen didn't smell, Song Qian's mind raced.
Actually, not smelling bad wasn't Zhao Tianhao's only characteristic.
Some people's semen just doesn't smell; it varies from person to person. But Song Qian had never seen anyone else's semen before—not even Qiao Weidong's, who ejaculated immediately after penetration.
At that time, Song Qian was too lonely and uncomfortable to observe Qiao Weidong's semen.
Song Qian was excited beyond measure; she wanted to see Zhao Tianhao now. She wanted to ask him in person if he could really make people stay young forever.
Song Qian ran out wrapped in a towel, found her phone, and saw that Zhao Tianhao hadn't replied to her message. Song Qian didn't know how to start the conversation.
It's better to ask Zhao Tianhao about such a private topic in person. What if he has someone with him, or it's inconvenient for him to see the message? Wouldn't it be troublesome for him if others saw it?
After calming down, Song Qian put down her phone and prepared to dry her hair.