The ’Mystique Peach Pavilion’ was quiet, bathed in the soft, warm glow of red spirit lamps. Gu Fan lounged comfortably on the edge of the massive couch completely shirtless, holding a jade cup of premium spirit wine in his left hand, taking a slow, relaxed sip.

He was fully enjoying the perks of owning a stake in the brothel.

Behind him, Lady Lin stood, her soft hands massaging his tense shoulders. She was wearing a rose-pink nightgown, the silk slipping off one shoulder to reveal the tantalizing curve of her breast.

"Mmm... a little lower, Lady Lin," Gu Fan murmured, his eyes half-closed.

"Of course, little brother," Lady Lin giggled softly, leaning forward so her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his back. Her thumbs dug into the muscles near his shoulder blades.

"Ohh! Don’t tempt me, Lady Lin," Gu Fan chuckled and raised his hand directly to slip his hand along her nape, pulling her down to capture her lips in a dominant kiss.

"Ummm... Little brother!" Lady Lin moaned as she slipped her soft hands along his chest and caressed him all over.

She then broke the kiss and walked in front of him, dropping down on her knees.

She pushed his thighs apart and took Gu Fan’s already hard cock in between her lips again. Who would believe that the supposedly pious wife of the High Priest, wearing absolutely nothing but a thin robe would be pleasing another man but her husband.

Her heavy, mature breasts bounced wildly as she furiously bobbed her head up and down his thick, rock-hard cock.

"Mmph... slurp... gluck..."

In no time sounds echoed in the quiet room as Lady Lin sucked on his shaft like a starving beast, her cheeks hollowing out as she took him deep into her warm throat. Her hands were gripping his thighs, her manicured nails digging into his skin.

"Suck it deeper, you pious little slut," Gu Fan grunted, his right hand tangling roughly into her long hair. He pushed his hips forward, forcing his thick meat all the way to the back of her throat.

"Uhmmm!" Lady Lin gagged softly, tears pricking the corners of her eyes, but she didn’t pull back. She eagerly swirled her tongue around the thick, pulsing veins of his cock, completely addicted to his boiling Yang energy.

Just as Gu Fan felt the pressure building in his balls, and he was about to flip her soft body directly onto the heavy velvet cushions to actively stretch her tight pussy completely out, three highly urgent, soft knocks perfectly echoed on the heavy wooden suite doors.

Without waiting for their answer, the heavy ironwood doors of the VIP suite clicked open.

Madam Zhao stepped into the room, wearing a black robe over her transparent, black lace lingerie set that clung tightly to her voluptuous curves. Her massive cleavage heaved slightly, with a playful smile on her face.

"I hope I am not interrupting you," Madam Zhao walked inside the room swaying her hips.

"You bitch! You did it on purpose, didn’t you?" Lady Lin loked up from Gu Fan’s cock and pouted.

"We have a slight disturbance downstairs, little brother," Madam Zhao reported, walking over to the table and casually pouring herself a cup of wine, totally unfazed by Lady Lin’s complaints.

"A disturbance?" Gu Fan lazily opened one green eye. He kept his hand firmly in Lady Lin’s hair, keeping her mouth locked on his cock, "Did the Blood Iron Mercenary Guild send more of their brainless thugs?"

"No," Madam Zhao smirked. She walked over and sat directly on the edge of the mattress, right next to Gu Fan’s knee. She reached out, her long fingers playfully tracing up his muscular thigh. "It is your dear brother. Gu Bao."

Gu Fan paused, the jade cup stopping halfway to his lips. "Gu Bao?"

He was surprised to hear his brother’s name here. Did he followed him here?

"Yes. He just kicked the front doors open. Unnecessary expenditure for us," Madam Zhao giggled, "It is coming out of your share."

"And right now he is currently throwing Li Clan spirit stones at the waitresses and throwing a massive temper tantrum," Madam Zhao rolled her eyes in annoyance.

She took a sip of her wine as shje continued.

"He is screaming about being the true heir of the Gu Clan. He is demanding ten virgins to service him and threatening to burn the Pavilion down if we don’t bring him our ’absolute best’ women."

Gu Fan slowly set his jade cup down on the bedside table.

An amused smirk spread across his handsome face. His green eyes practically glowed with malicious intent in the dim red light.

"My dear, stupid brother," Gu Fan chuckled, "He just got humiliated by the Clan elders and got scolded by his mother, and now he is down there throwing a tantrum trying to buy back his fragile ego with Li Clan’s money?"

"He has a lot of it," Madam Zhao noted, licking her red lips greedily, "I saw it with my own eyes."

"Perfect." Gu Fan pulled his thick, saliva-covered cock completely out of Lady Lin’s mouth.

"Ah!" Lady Lin whined loudly at the sudden loss, a thick string of saliva and pre-cum connecting her swollen lips to the tip of his shaft before it snapped.

But Gu Fan ignored her protest as he turned fully toward Madam Zhao.

He reached out, grabbing her firmly by her narrow waist, and effortlessly pulled her voluptuous body between his spread legs.

He slid his large hands up, aggressively grasping both of her heavy, black-lace-covered breasts.

"Ahhn!" Madam Zhao gasped, her hands flying to his broad shoulders as he squeezed the soft, heavy flesh hard, "I am still sensitive little brother Fan. Please don’t be so rough."

But the rougher he got, the more Madam Zhao moaned as his thumbs immediately found and pinched her stiff, dark red nipples right through the sheer lace fabric.

"We are going to completely bankrupt him tonight."

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