The night continues

Fang Qiong :

I looked back at Chen Fan surrounded by two giggling girls. I rolled my eyes and went over to Patriarch Qi. The old pervert was aptly watching me walk to him in my revealing dress.

“Oh, my dear Qiong. You are truly a vision.” He said as he took my hand and kissed the back of it.

I smiled at him and sat down next to him. “Thank you for the compliment, Patriarch Qi. But I’m afraid you are mistaken. I am already taken.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? Well, I’m sure your bethroned wouldn’t mind if shared a moment"

Instead of replying I sat next to him. I kept looking at Chen Fan who currently sitting with a girl on his lap. He seemed to be enjoying himself.

The dancers were getting raunchier and raunchier. Some of them were even touching themselves inappropriately. I felt uncomfortable but didn't say anything. Patriarch Qi placed his hand on my bare hip and squeezed it. I froze for a moment but left it.

“My dear Qiong, you are so beautiful and graceful. I wish I was younger to take you for myself,” he said as he stroked my thigh.

He leaned close to my ear and whispered, “I have seen you grow up from a young age. You were always so beautiful and graceful.”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re creepy , lusting over a child younger than your grand daughter.”

He chuckled darkly. “But I am not lusting after a child anymore.”

I blinked and then looked at my fiancé. He was laughing and joking around with the girls. One of them was even sitting on his lap. I couldn't see his expression but I knew he must be enjoying himself.

Patriarch Qi took the lack of protest as a green light and moved his hands up my thighs. I didn't resist or show any sign of discomfort.

I gasped as he inserted his finger into my pussy. I couldn't help but moan. The atmosphere was making me so horny. I felt embarrassed that I was actually enjoying this.

He chuckled and pulled out his finger. “My dear Qiong, you are so wet.”