Joanna Gong finished her shower in the bathroom, wrapped herself in a white towel, and stepped out. She glanced around, noticing that the luggage was piled by the sofa, but Shawn Young was nowhere to be seen in the living room, nor was Raina Tang. Even the dining table was empty, no food set out yet. Feeling a bit puzzled, she called out, "Shawn? Raina? Where are you guys?"
But no one answered her. Joanna felt even stranger and walked into the main hall, glancing around again. Suddenly, she faintly heard some odd noises coming from the kitchen—soft moans mixed with intermittent panting. Joanna froze, curiosity piqued, and tiptoed to the kitchen door. Peeking inside, the scene that greeted her made her body tremble with excitement!
She saw Shawn Young and Raina Tang's clothes scattered all over the floor, their bodies pressed tightly together, making rhythmic "thump-thump-thump, smack-smack-smack" sounds! There was no doubt—they were locked in a wild tug-of-war. The intensity of their "battle" was jaw-dropping, leaving Joanna parched and flustered. Embarrassed but unable to look away, she tried to step back to avoid being affected by the steamy scene, only to find her legs growing weak, unable to move. A strange heat surged from her lower belly, quickly spreading through her body. This unusual physical reaction made Joanna slide down against the wall, sitting on the floor as she instinctively squeezed her thighs together, desperately trying to suppress the slippery sensation flooding out from below!
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Shawn Young and Raina Tang were completely lost in their passionate "battle." Raina was bent over the kitchen counter, gripping its edge tightly, while Shawn held her shapely shoulders, working hard behind her. Her mature, voluptuous body radiated endless temptation, drawing Shawn in like a black hole swallowing light. He worked greedily, pounding away with gusto, and Raina let out waves of sweet cries. Under Shawn’s fierce and relentless assault, her body shook and convulsed, and she couldn’t help but loosen her clenched teeth, unleashing a series of unconscious screams!
Sitting outside on the floor, Joanna Gong heard the "thunderous and passionate" sounds, and her body instinctively shivered again. She wanted to cover her ears to block out those bone-melting noises, but as soon as she raised her hands, she found herself reaching down instead. Mortified, she realized—she was already drenched, desperately needing someone to "rescue her from the flood."
"Whew—" Shawn Young looked at Raina Tang, who was slumped over the counter like a puddle, and let out a long breath. But he still felt fired up, full of energy and fighting spirit, ready to go again. Raina, however, trembled as she said, "No—hold on—give me a break—I'm about to fall apart! You—you beast—you're way too wild! It's only been a couple months—how did you get so good?"
"Heh heh—my skills have improved! Raina, are you satisfied?" Shawn Young grinned mischievously.
"Oh—you naughty devil—asking me—asking me that—go ask Joanna instead—" Raina Tang panted, blushing as she spoke.
"Oh, oh, I got so into it I almost forgot about Joanna. Why don’t we go ask her together, heh heh—" Shawn Young chuckled wickedly.
"Ah—you, you go ask her yourself! I’m in no shape to let her see me like this!" Raina Tang cried out, blushing furiously.
Shawn Young didn’t care, though. He boldly wrapped his arms around her waist and, with a bit of strength, lifted Raina Tang right up into his embrace.
"Ah! You—you naughty devil—where are you taking me?" Raina Tang exclaimed in surprise.
"Of course we’re going to find Joanna! She still doesn’t know what a threesome is! Time to enlighten her! Heh heh—" Shawn Young grinned wickedly, carrying Raina out of the kitchen.
But just as the two reached the kitchen doorway, they were greeted by a shocking sight—Joanna Gong was slumped on the floor, wrapped in a white towel that couldn’t hide her voluptuous curves. Her face was flushed with an unusual blush, her long, snowy legs crossed tightly, eyes half-closed, lips parted with soft moans. Her head hung low, messy black hair damp and clinging to her shoulders, her hands slowly moving below as she panted, brows furrowed in a mix of pain and pleasure. The sight instantly set their imaginations running wild.
Shawn Young and Raina Tang exchanged glances. With their "battle" experience, they immediately knew what Joanna was up to. Raina blushed, wriggling out of Shawn’s arms, then whispered in his ear, "You naughty devil, Joanna definitely saw what we were doing! Aren’t you going to help her out?"
"Oh—no problem at all—let’s have a threesome! Heh heh—" Shawn Young got excited, grabbing Raina’s slender hand and heading toward Joanna.
Joanna Gong was completely lost in her body’s intense reaction, and suddenly felt someone approaching. She quickly opened her eyes and saw Shawn Young and Raina Tang—especially Shawn, whose gaze burned with fiery passion. Joanna instinctively pulled her hands away, startled, and cried out, "Ah—you—you guys—"
Shawn didn’t wait for her to react. He strode forward, scooped her up by the waist, and grabbed Raina’s hand, heading straight for the bathroom.
"Ah—Shawn, what are you—what are you doing?" Joanna Gong cried out in a panic.
"Heh heh—what do you think? I’m here to solve your problem—" Shawn Young grinned wickedly as he entered the bathroom, pressing Joanna against the wall and yanking off her towel. Her dazzling, snowy body was revealed before his eyes. Shawn’s gaze burned with desire as he let out a low growl, hooking her right leg up and thrusting powerfully!
"Ah—slow down—oh my god—" Joanna cried out, but her arms instinctively wrapped around Shawn’s neck.
The wild "battle" erupted once again. As the action heated up, Raina Tang, who had planned to sneak away, was pulled into the fray by Shawn Young. Soon, all three were in the huge bathtub, water splashing everywhere, and the bathroom filled with lustful sounds. The "battle" raged on, taking them from the bathroom to the living room sofa, and then to the bedroom, where they tangled together endlessly. Moans and cries mixed with Shawn’s low, charging roars, rising and falling—sometimes urgent, sometimes lingering, sometimes long, sometimes sharp, sometimes soft...