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Taiho smiled and poked her head out from behind.
She was dressed in what she called a "business suit"—a blazer, a white shirt, a tight skirt that hugged her ample breasts, and a pair of alluring flesh-colored stockings on her legs.
"I also want to make it up to you, so please come over quickly."
The ring on Taihou's hand glittered, which was of course Luo Zhen's wedding ship; this was an inevitable outcome.
"No, if you want compensation, come over here yourself."
Luo Zhen stripped himself completely naked.
His well-built physique drew everyone's attention, and everyone stared intently at the scene, not wanting to miss a single detail.
They were breathing heavily; some gasped, others whispered among themselves.
"Okay, I want compensation. I'll have to go there in person."
"Then this compensation should be doubled."
Dafeng stood up and walked up to Luo Zhen in her high heels.
"What a filthy scene! Is this how you operate?"
Looking at the white marks all over the ground, Da Feng pouted.
What a waste! If it were her, she would have eaten it all without wasting a single bit.
Of course, the idea is wonderful, but she certainly can't accept all of this overwhelming impact that far exceeds the volume of anime.
"Lick it for me first."
Da Feng said with a smile, lifting up her skirt.
Chapter 308, The Melee on the Plane
The plane has taken off smoothly and is moving very steadily in the air.
The plane will then remain airborne for several days until the commander and passengers have had their fill of fun.
The joyful times will last forever, and the wonderful things will never stop.
Even after the plane lands, there are other modes of transportation to use, and the journey must continue.
At this very moment, Luo Zhen is enjoying a special drink on the plane.
The sweet and sour juice slid deep into my throat, and all I could hear were subtle singing sounds.
The narrow skirt suit wrapped around Da Feng didn't seem to fit her very well; it was a bit too tight.
"A skirt that's really in the way."
Luo Zhen raised his hand, exerted a little force, and tore the skirt open.
The beautiful thing underneath was revealed, and a rich aroma spread out.
The flesh-colored stockings had several holes in them, all from Luo Zhen licking them with his tongue.
As for his underwear, he used his tongue to pull it open, otherwise how could he have tasted the delicious sweet and sour juice?
"The taste of the Taifeng is really good," Luo Zhen continued drinking his beverage, gently touching the delicate little fruit adorning the bottle opening with his tongue a few times.
The juice in the bottle sloshed around instantly, like a bottle of cola that had been shaken too much and the tab was suddenly pulled.
With a "plop," more thick, sweet and sour juice splattered out. Luo Zhen licked his lips; his face was now wet.
Luo Zhen kissed the bottle opening, not taking the little accident that had just happened to heart.
He continued to savor the delicious fruit, his tongue plunging into the bottle, where there were slight marks—some raised, some with tightly wrinkled lines.
Luo Zhen savored every detail of the interior with meticulous care, his tongue curling to carry away a large amount of sweet, succulent juice.
He deliberately made loud noises, thoroughly enjoying the moment; it was simply wonderful.
When Da Feng was panting heavily, Luo Zhen pulled her to sit on his lap.
"Ready, passenger? If you want compensation, I won't let you off easy."
"I must fill you up completely and satisfy you thoroughly before this compensation will end."
The spear slid naturally into the deep inner space.
The tightly creased walls were like a mechanism suddenly activated in an ancient tomb, causing everything around to contract, intending to crush the uninvited guest who had intruded.
Luo Zhen ignored everything and, despite the pressure of the tight mechanisms, naturally broke into the deepest part of the ancient tomb.
There were no rotting corpses here, only treasures scattered everywhere.
When the mechanism was activated again, liquid gold even splattered out from inside.
Golden liquid splattered everywhere, and Luo Zhen's body and the airplane seats were all stained with Taihou's strange smell.
Please don't be offended, the ship girls themselves don't have a need for flood discharge.
The water gushing forth at this moment is more of a display of passion.
Luo Zhen raised his hands and pressed them tightly against the two large fleshy mounds, then began to thrust upwards repeatedly.
The sounds of banging followed one after another, and Da Feng's cries were intoxicating, clearly indicating that she was completely immersed in the joy and could no longer break free from it.
Luo Zhen bit her ear, and his tongue would occasionally lick her neck and collarbone.
After a few minutes, Taiho was too exhausted to fight any longer and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.
Luo Zhen licked his lips, looked around, and showed a disdainful expression.
"Anyone else want compensation? Or do you want to come at me all at once? I don't care, I'll make sure you're completely satisfied."
Luo Zhen beckoned with his finger, signaling them to attack quickly.
"Arrogant, Commander. You are far too confident in your own abilities."
"Arrogant people always face defeat quickly. Commander, are you really prepared?"
"We are getting stronger too, so don't underestimate us!"
The ship girls were dissatisfied with Luo Zhen's attitude, but of course, this was just an act for the sake of performance.
In fact, they don't care about all that. As long as the commander is happy and they can stay close to him forever, everything is wonderful.
Luo Zhen opened his arms and extended an invitation to them.
If you want so-called "compensation," you'd better come and ask for it in person; he won't resist then.
And then, something amazing happened on the plane.
Luo Zhen is like Talking Tom, single-handedly carrying the entire concert.
He lay down directly, and Akagi sat on him, starting to writhe and twist her body.
Kaga sat directly on his face, enjoying Luo Zhen's oral service.
With both hands restrained, Nobuo held him down while Ryouma continued to rub his nipples in the air.
Her right hand was held by Amagi, but closer to her wrist; she liked the way Luo Zhen's fingers moved.
Her legs were also caught between two ship girls on either side.
Lingbo, expressionless, continued to rub and nudge his left knee, the wet sensation already becoming apparent.
Atago's sexy thighs tightly wrapped around Luo Zhen's calves, with fleshy curves peeking out from every corner.
In a mere instant, Luo Zhen was surrounded by ship girls, silently enduring the joy they brought. "You're not here, you're in the sky, you're in the forest, you're not here..."
Although he appears very busy, that's just how it seems; in reality, he has no need to be active at all.
Simply stick out your tongue and taste the Chibi brand beverage that appears before you.
As for the other positions, the ship girls will naturally have their own roles to play, which has little to do with Luo Zhen.
The battle lasted for several minutes, and they trembled almost simultaneously, then a large amount of sticky, hot liquid nearly overwhelmed Luo Zhen.
Afterwards, Luo Zhen stood on a chair, and a group of girls knelt down in front of him, all with their heads held high and their hands cupped under their chins.
They were just waiting for Luo Zhen to distribute the heavenly gift of delicious drinks.
The white rainstorm revealed itself, and nutritious milk, soy milk, and white porridge were precisely distributed to everyone.
Luo Zhen left his mark on everyone's hair, face, hands... everywhere.
"Hoo hoo, let's continue, don't stop."
Luo Zhen's gaze swept across the area, and he quickly identified the targets for the next joint attack.
The royal maids looked at each other, then finally chose to step forward.
Meeting the commander's needs is one of their duties, and they must do their best to do it well.
There is no room for error; let's take action immediately.
Thus, the next round of battle began to unfold, and a subtle atmosphere permeated the entire aircraft.
Without a doubt, this chaotic battle will last a long time.
The plane is flying smoothly and will remain in the air for the next few days, with absolutely no intention of landing.
But Luo Zhen's battle has only just begun.
Each joint battle, however, was actually very short-lived.
It basically only took a few minutes to get it done. Luo Zhen was in complete control, and he had mastered a brand new technique that allowed him to easily bring the ship girls to the peak of pleasure.
Chapter 309, The Competition Among Ship Girls
The cabin was in chaos, with traces of battle everywhere, and the air was thick with a pungent, embarrassing smell.
Some were Luo Zhen's bullet-fueled outbursts, while others were the passionate outbursts of the ship girls.
Killer Killer, dressed as a flight attendant, looked confused. She felt that Law's fighting power had become even stronger.
"Excuse me, are you deliberately making our workload increase?"
Anchorage feigned displeasure and pointed at Luo Zhen, who was sitting in the aisle.
The man was soaking wet, as if he had just returned from a rain shower, and steam rose from his body, distorting the air around him.
"Do you want compensation as well?"
Luo Zhen beckoned with his finger, looking at the two flight attendants in front of him with great interest.
It must be said that the flight attendants' outfits are indeed very beautiful, elegant and sexy.
The fitted design accentuated the two women's graceful figures, their high breasts almost bursting out of their clothes.
Her feet were wearing high heels, and her legs were wrapped in black stockings, making it even more difficult to look away.
"That's right, compensation is necessary."
Kirsar was still hesitating, but Anchorage strode forward.
She looked down at Luo Zhen, whose spear was covered in glistening marks and trembled, with a little liquid flowing from it.
"My God, you actually boarded the plane with weapons."
"This is too dangerous! What are you going to do? Waaaaah, are you going to take us hostage?"
Anchorage naturally immersed himself in the role and began to act it out.
"If I'm threatened with your weapon, does that mean I have no choice but to do what you say?"
She uttered nonsensical words, then squatted down, even kneeling directly in front of Luo Zhen.
She pressed her hands against Luo Zhen's thighs and opened her mouth to provide him with the necessary services.
Luo Zhen glanced at Killer Saber, who walked over with a shy expression.
"Lift up your skirt."
As Luo Zhen gave the order, Killer Saber's gaze darted around, then she grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands and suddenly lifted it upwards.
She approached Luo Zhen and invited him to the Battle of Red Cliffs.
Luo Zhen savored it with relish, his tongue like a sharp paper cutter, easily slicing through the stockings.