Chapter 65: Bathroom Quickie [R 18] [Part 2]

Bathroom Quickie [R 18] [Part 2]

"I love you, Young Master. Anhhh... I love you so much... your dick feels so good..."

"I love you too, Lane. Mnhhh... your pussy is so perfect... so tight... so warm... I could stay inside you forever."

Her breasts bounced wildly.

Mesmerizing him completely.

He grabbed them both.

Squeezing them together.

His thumbs teased her nipples.

"AHHHH... Young Master... your hands... they make me so wet..."

"Do you like it?"

"Yes... so much... Anhhh... please... harder... faster..."

He thrust faster.

Deeper.

The water splashed around them.

Her moans grew louder.

"Annn... Mnhhh... Ahhhhh... Young Master... I can feel you hitting my womb..."

"Your pussy is taking all of me, Lane. Anhhh... you feel so good... so amazing..."

"Only for you, Young Master... only for you... Mnhhh... your dick is so big... it fills me completely..."

Her body was completely naked in front of him.

Her wet skin glistened in the morning light.

Her large breasts swayed with each thrust.

Her narrow waist moved with practiced grace.

Her peachy hips bounced on his lap.

Her long thighs gripped his sides.

She was a vision of beauty.

A goddess of love.

"Young Master... I can feel... I’m close again... Anhhh... so close..."

"Me too, Lane. Hold on a little longer. Mnhhh... I want to cum with you. I want to feel you come around me."

"I can’t... I can’t hold it anymore... Anhhh... I’m going to cum..." she moaned.

Her body trembled.

"Just a little more," he urged.

Thrusting faster.

"Together. Come with me, Lane. Now!"

Lane jumped on his dick.

Her body shuddering.

As waves of pleasure crashed over her.

"AHNNNN! I’M CUMMING! YOUNG MASTER... ANHHHH!" she screamed.

Her pussy clenched around him.

Her body tightened.

Spasming around his dick.

"Take my seed, Lane!" Victor groaned.

He released his hot seed deep inside her womb.

Filling her completely.

"ANNNN... so warm... your seed... so much... Mnhhh..." Lane moaned.

Her body quivered.

She collapsed onto his lap.

Limp and satisfied.

Her head rested on his shoulder.

Her breathing was heavy.

"That was... amazing, Young Master," she whispered.

"Take a deep breath," he said gently.

"You’re so good to me."

He held her close.

His hands stroked her back.

"My little Lane, I love you so much."

"I love you too, Young Master. Forever."

They stayed there for a while.

Wrapped in each other’s arms.

The warm water soothing their exhausted bodies.

The steam rose around them.

Creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

Lane looked up at him.

Her black eyes were filled with love.

"Young Master, I could stay like this forever."

Victor kissed her forehead.

"Then we will."

She smiled.

A radiant smile.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

They held each other.

And in that moment.

Everything was perfect.

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After the bathroom quickie, Victor helped Lane with her bath, and she helped him in turn.

The warm water cascaded over their bodies.

His hands glided over her wet skin.

Cleaning every inch of her.

Her soft flesh was smooth under his touch.

She returned the favor.

Her fingers traced his muscles.

Washing away the evidence of their passion.

They shared gentle kisses.

Soft whispers.

Tender moments.

When both were done bathing, half an hour had already passed.

Their bodies were clean.

Their hair was still damp.

Their skin glowed with freshness.

Just as they came out from the bathroom, someone knocked on the door of the room’s gate.

"Lane, what are you doing? You are late today."

Suddenly the tender voice of Skyla appeared from outside the door.

Soon the gate opened, and Skyla walked inside the room.

"Ah! Young Master, you are here."

Skyla was stunned to see Victor who was coming out of Lane’s bathroom.

Victor was wearing a new black robe with golden dragon embroidery.

While Lane was wrapped in a single towel only.

Her wet black hair clung to her shoulders.

Water droplets still dotted her skin.

"Young Master, you came to take a bath with Lane," Skyla said curiously.

Seeing their wet hair, it was not hard to guess that both of them had just taken a bath together.

"Well, I have already bathed with you a few times. I decided to bathe with Lane too."

Victor ran his mind and immediately thought of an excuse.

His golden eyes were calm.

Skyla nodded, she didn’t think much and accepted his excuse.

Her green eyes were innocent.

She had helped Victor bathe before.

She knew his body.

She had touched him.

She had washed him.

She didn’t mind.

If anything, she felt a little jealous.

But she pushed the feeling away.

On the other hand, Lane took a big sigh of relief seeing Skyla didn’t inquire much.

She was a little embarrassed to talk about last night’s love session.

Victor noticed Skyla’s expression.

He walked over to her.

He pulled her into a gentle hug.

His arms wrapped around her slender waist.

She was surprised but melted into his embrace.

Her D cup breasts pressed against his chest.

He kissed her forehead softly.

"Good morning, Skyla."

His voice was warm and loving.

Skyla’s heart fluttered with happiness.

Her green eyes sparkled.

"Good morning, Young Master."

She smiled brightly.

Her earlier jealousy faded.

Replaced by warmth and love.

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During breakfast.

Anna, Clara, and Rias stared at Victor and Lane strangely.

But chose not to say a word about last night.

Their cultivation was high enough that they had heard everything.

Anna’s red eyes held a soft smile.

Her black and silver hair was neatly arranged.

Her F cup breasts pressed against her black robe with red petals.

Clara’s purple eyes sparkled with amusement.

Her E cup breasts were barely contained in her purple robe with white petals.

Rias’s red eyes were cold but held a hint of curiosity.

Her D cup breasts rose and fell with each breath.

Clara, who was sitting beside Victor, couldn’t resist teasing her nephew.

Under the table, her hand gently brushed against his thigh.

Her fingers were soft and warm.

Victor felt her soft fingers through his robe and nearly jumped in surprise.

His face flushed instantly as he glanced at his aunt.

Clara gave him a knowing smile, her purple eyes sparkling with mischief.

Her fingers traced a light pattern on his leg, making him squirm in his seat.

The softness of her touch sent shivers down his spine.

"Victor, you seem a little tense today. Are you feeling well?" Clara said sweetly.