"Miss Wang, how's Shawn Young doing?" Rainie Cheng's voice came from the doorway.
"Ah—oh, he just scraped his skin a little. Nothing serious, everything's, um, pretty normal now!" Minnie Wang snapped out of the awkward silence and quickly replied.
"Oh! I see! As long as he's fine!" Rainie Cheng had felt a bit guilty before, but now that she knew Shawn Young was still functioning normally, she breathed a sigh of relief and naturally pushed open the door to walk in.
Rainie Cheng froze as soon as she entered, because she saw Minnie Wang, cheeks flushed, "stroking the pipe" for Shawn Young. And Shawn, that rascal, was squinting in obvious enjoyment. Rainie blurted out, "Ah! What are you two doing? You’re not... not really doing it here, are you?"
"Oh! N-no, it’s not what you think, Rainie! According to the examination procedure, I—I have to check if Shawn’s, um, sexual function is still normal! We’re not doing anything bad, don’t misunderstand!" Minnie Wang hadn’t expected Rainie Cheng to walk in so suddenly. She quickly let go, and Shawn Young’s massive thing stood tall and proud in the air, looking extra fierce and wild.
"Uh—so, he’s normal now, right?" Rainie Cheng stared at Shawn Young’s huge "cannon" and felt her face flush and heart race.
"Yeah, looks like it’s nothing serious. Just clean the scrape and use some anti-inflammatory ointment, and he’ll be fine. Rainie, you two talk, I—I’ll step outside for now." Minnie Wang glanced at Shawn Young’s intimidating beast, hurried out of the thatched hut, her face burning. Remembering how it felt in her hand—hard and hot, like a steel rod, twitching and wild—her heart thumped crazily.
Rainie Cheng leaned in, bending over to inspect Shawn Young’s thing up close. She thought about how it always drove her to the brink of ecstasy, and felt both love and hate for it—love because it was incredible and satisfying, hate because it was too naughty, always looking for new places to explore.
Lost in her thoughts, Rainie Cheng didn’t notice Shawn Young staring at her with fiery eyes, fixated on the two snowy white curves peeking out from her collar as she bent over. Having been "stroked" for a while by Minnie Wang, Shawn was already struggling to hold back, burning with desire. Rainie’s arrival was practically an invitation for trouble.
At that moment, Shawn Young let out a muffled roar and flipped himself up, grabbing Rainie Cheng’s slender waist. With a forceful motion, he turned her over and pressed her onto the table, her butt raised toward him. Without another word, he started pulling at her waistband.
"Uh—don’t, don’t do this, Minnie Wang is still outside! Don’t be so impatient! Let’s wait until we get back—okay?" Rainie Cheng hurriedly tried to push Shawn Young away.
Shawn Young pressed close behind her, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "No way! I’m burning up right now!"
"Then—then at least be gentle, don’t be so loud—oh—it’s in, ah! Slow down—" Rainie Cheng felt his presence, the aura from this troublemaker so tempting she lost all resistance. That wild, proud thing was already driving deep from behind, and she went weak all over, hands braced on the table, biting her lip to keep from making strange moaning sounds.
Outside the thatched hut, Minnie Wang was lost in her own thoughts when she faintly heard a series of "papapa—" sounds, mixed with Rainie Cheng’s strange muffled moans. Curiosity got the better of her, and she peeked through the crack in the door. What she saw left her stunned, and she quickly covered her mouth to keep from crying out.
She saw Rainie Cheng being pressed onto the table from behind by Shawn Young, his hands gripping her shoulders as he thrust wildly. The scene was full of wildness and allure, the rhythmic slapping sounds mingling with splashes. Even if Minnie Wang were clueless, she’d know what was happening. Her face turned crimson, heart racing, legs instinctively squeezing together as her body went weak. The scene was just too intense.
Just as Minnie Wang watched with a pounding heart and trembling body, she suddenly heard David Wang’s voice calling from afar: "Xiaomin, how are things over there? Is everything okay?"
Startled, Minnie Wang covered her burning red face and hurried outside, replying in a shaky voice to David Wang, "Y-yeah! Everything’s fine! Shawn—Shawn Young is okay—nothing serious—"
"Oh, then why haven’t Shawn Young and Officer Cheng come out yet? The people from Nanning City should be arriving soon!" David Wang asked curiously.
"Oh, they’re—they’re cleaning up the wound. They should be out soon—" Minnie Wang replied nervously.
Meanwhile, inside the thatched hut, after a fierce round of thrusting, Shawn Young let out a muffled roar, his body shuddered, and he exploded—he really "came" this time. Rainie Cheng trembled all over, panting softly, turning her head with a flushed face to whisper, "You—you big rascal! There’s so much!"
Shawn Young hugged Rainie Cheng from behind, gasping for breath. The fire pent up below his belly finally erupted. He rested his face on Rainie’s back, looking utterly satisfied. Rainie let him hold her tightly as the waves of pleasure slowly faded, and she finally relaxed.
Just then, her phone rang. Rainie Cheng quickly answered—it was someone from the Nanning City police, arriving outside the banana grove with the prison van. She nudged the clingy Shawn Young and teased, "Get up, you big rascal, they’re here. You’ve had your fun, now pull out and let’s get to business."
"Oh—so good—I wish I could just keep holding you like this—" Shawn Young grinned shamelessly.
"You big rascal, I’ll be with you these next few days. You’ll have plenty of chances, so stop messing around and get up." Rainie Cheng said, her pretty face still flushed.
"Okay! Hehe—you said it, you have to keep me company these days!" Shawn Young finally withdrew his fierce weapon, feeling his desire for women’s bodies rising even more.