"I'm coming, I'm coming—ah—ah—!" Lilian Grace cried out passionately, her body shuddering uncontrollably as she collapsed softly onto Shawn Young, panting and glistening with sweat. Her hands clung tightly to his back, leaving faint red marks.
Outside the door, Fiona Tang suddenly felt her legs go weak. She squeezed her thighs together, unable to stop the slick wetness between them. Her cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment, and she instinctively squatted down, dropping the pistol in her hand with a crisp "clack!"
The metallic thud echoed sharply off the floor, startling Shawn Young inside the room. He realized someone was outside—no doubt Fiona Tang had arrived. Flustered, he pulled out quickly.
"Oh—so tired..." Lilian Grace moaned enchantingly, collapsing onto the bed. Her watery eyes gazed at Shawn Young's glistening manhood, her cheeks rosy and utterly seductive, the afterglow of passion still lingering on her face.
Shawn Young hurriedly grabbed a blanket to cover her alluring body, then quickly threw on his clothes, ready to open the door. Lilian Grace pouted, displeased, "What's the rush? If there's something, let her come in and say it!"
"Uh—but you—like this, is it really okay for Fiona to see you? Maybe you should put some clothes on first?" Shawn Young blurted out.
"Hmph—I'm not bothered, so why are you so nervous? She's not a guy, what's there to be afraid of?! Seriously—this is exactly how I like it, let her come in!" Lilian Grace said with a little attitude.
"Oh—well, alright then!" Shawn Young finally understood Lilian Grace's intention—she wanted Fiona Tang to "get the message" that he was her boyfriend, and a very close one at that!
Shawn Young opened the door and saw Fiona Tang leaning against the railing outside, her face flushed and her stance a little odd. When she spotted him, she forced a nervous smile and stammered, "Uh—Brother Shawn, good morning! Did you just wake up? Why—why are you sweating so much?"