Small Talk

The petite woman's mouth was adorable yet desirable. It was filled to the brim with Mo Yu's stiff shaft. Mo Yu gently ran his fingers through Fang Liu's hair and whispered, "Oh, baby, I love you so much."

Mo Yu didn't say that just because Fang Liu was doing this for him, but he was still happy that she had obliged.

Mo Yu wouldn't let other women near him. Those who would dare to approach him would suffer terrible consequences. But Mo Yu would give Fang Liu everything. He would even beg her to stay.

Fang Liu could feel the man above her trembling, filling her heart with a sense of accomplishment. Thoughts flowed through her mind as her tongue struggled to twist in her crowded mouth. Then she fiercely licked the head of Mo Yu's shaft.

Currents of stimulation rushed from the soles of Mo Yu's feet to his head. His body suddenly trembled, and he almost surrendered. Mo Yu panted rapidly and said, "You're a bad girl, baby. You can't do that… Not yet…"