Blind Miracle Doctor

Chapter 115: Chapter 115
 

In the private booth, under the dim lights, Song Yazhi’s soft little hand gripped me below, and the strange pleasure made me sit up straight, daring not to move.

Fortunately, no one was paying attention to us.

I subconsciously glanced over at Yang Yaxue, only to see her sipping her drink, seemingly oblivious to Song Yazhi’s bold move.

Or maybe… she was pretending!

If she was pretending not to see, didn’t that mean Song Yazhi’s behavior had her silent consent?

With that thought, I instantly became excited.

At this moment, Song Yazhi grew bolder, her soft little hand on my burning flesh began to stroke up and down.

“No wonder our school flower is fond of you, turns out your ‘capital’ is so ‘ample’.”

Song Yazhi looked at me with seductive, silky eyes, the desire in them gradually surfacing.

“Just now Yaxue told me you’re big, and that you’re also very enduring and amazing. I didn’t believe her, but now it seems she was right.” She whispered in my ear, “It’s so much bigger … than my male classmates’…”

As she spoke, the movements of her hand below started to accelerate, her breathing becoming much more rapid.

Hearing her words, I was completely dumbfounded.

F*ck…

Do women really chat with each other this uninhibitedly?

I knew the two of them shared everything, but to talk about this kind of stuff?

Song Yazhi was quite open-minded, which I had known since school, but even in this setting, her behavior was too bold, right?

However, looking at her eyes full of charm, it seemed she was quite fascinated by my treasure.

Could it be she was like Yang Yaxue, her male classmates not satisfying her, leaving her unfulfilled for a long time?

Just then, Song Yazhi suddenly quickened her motions below, and the sensation was truly delightful.

I sat rigidly, eyes covertly watching everyone else’s moves, reveling in this adulterous joy.

Although I still felt like I was dreaming, I couldn’t deny that being pleasured by a beauty only next to the school flower in front of old classmates was indeed a treat.

“Oh, Xu Tian, did I touch ‘that’ of yours?”

“Hee hee, you wouldn’t mind, right?”

Song Yazhi suddenly asked me this, a sly smile appearing on her face.

I swallowed hard and chuckled wryly, shaking my head.

This kind of thing, pleasurable for her and me, I had no reason to refuse at all.

Seeing that I was not resisting, she actually pulled it straight out from my crotch and started to play with it in her hands.

And she even switched from one hand to both!

This took me somewhat by surprise.

Though Yang Yaxue and I hadn’t made our relationship official, we had at least been intimate.

But having another woman play with my thing right in front of her… the feeling was just too strange.

I didn’t resist because it felt exciting and comfortable too.

Especially in a setting surrounded by people, it heightened a different kind of pleasure.

While Song Yazhi was occupied playing with my thing, I took the opportunity to wrap my arm around her slender waist.

Her waist was thin, her skin tight and smooth.

I was a masseur, and, though I hadn’t been doing it long, I’d already seen “countless” women, from young girls to mature women, I had come into contact with every age group.

So I was sure that Song Yazhi hadn’t had children; otherwise, she couldn’t possibly maintain such tightness.

If her waist was this enjoyable to play with, would below be even tighter?

By this time, Song Yazhi seemed completely mesmerised by my thing, playing with it as if no one else was present.

At that moment, I noticed Yang Yaxue glance in my direction.

Instantly, my heart raced up to my throat.

Her eyes drifted over my crotch area, and when she saw what Song Yazhi was doing with her hands, she first looked startled, then revealed a profoundly meaningful smile.

Far from getting angry, she actually leaned forward to shield us.

That was the moment I finally confirmed that Song Yazhi dared to do such a thing with Yang Yaxue’s permission.

What exactly were these two women up to?

I inwardly sneered, well, if that’s the case, they can’t blame me for not holding back.

So I let go of all reservations in my heart and boldly slipped my hand into Song Yazhi’s clothes, diving into her bra.

As my fingers reached for that peach, her body couldn’t help but tremble.

And when I pinched the bud, she let out an involuntary moan, her body shaking even more intensely.