Meanwhile,
Outside the room...
"Ahhhhh! Ahhh, ah, ah, ahhhhh"
A man and woman were standing, with deep red cheeks.
The man knocked lightly.
While the woman stayed there silent.
Of course, She stands like a midnight lotus in full bloom; an intoxicating silhouette that commands every glance as surely as the moon summons the tide.
From the very first breath, one's eyes are drawn to the twin, proud peaks of her chest, as generous and shapely as rolling hills carved by divine hands.
They were F cup.
Each slow inhales lifts that ample contour beneath her light golden blonde hair.
Below, her waist narrows with the grace of a willow's bend before blossoming into hips made for the cradle of life, broad, sumptuous arcs reminiscent of fertile valleys where spring never ends.
Her legs are poetry in motion: long, sleek pillars of alabaster jade that seem carved from moonlit marble.
