Slurping fingers during the drive

Yuxuan picked up his phone and downloaded a cartoon movie. "Ehuang, do you want to watch this cartoon?" he asked, showing the movie to her.

"Cartoon?" she uttered, bringing it from him as Zixin smiled at her happiness.

"Yes," he said, gently placing his palm over her forehead and showing it towards him to make her lean over his chest forever. "Lean on me, Ehuang."

Unlike all this, he sounded caring and earned a subtle narrow from driving Zixin. "What's this for suddenly?" he asked Yuxuan.

Observing Ehuang drowning in the cartoon, Yuxuan peeked at Zixin raising his brows at him as if he were perplexed by his glad eyes.

Turning his eye on the road and with a whiff chuckle, Zixin asked, "What's with this look, Yuxuan?"

"Are you okay with driving with one hand?" Asked Yuxuan.

Zixin was like, "Huh?" Observing the sexually arousing look of Yuxuan at Zixin's left hand clenching the steering wheel, Zixin could only stammer to reply, "Y-YYes!"

sent a one-sec check stare to Ehuang, Yuxuan switched back to Zixin's hand and raised at a slow pace to grab his hand.

Zixin couldn't help but fix his eyes on the road since he must focus on driving, his eyelashes trembling and Irish shivering as the tension rose along with the coming hand of Yuxuan.

"What is he planning to do right now?"

Even inside his thoughts, he stuttered to ask himself.

At last, Yuxuan grasped Zixin's left-hand wrist, dragging it to his lips as that hand owned fingers slightly shivering. He tugged out his tongue in a sexy way just as Zixin's elegant, long fingers were about to catch the heat of his steaming tongue.

"Mama!"

Yuxuan tugged his tongue in and slammed Zixin's hand on the gear instantly to hide his desire-raged expression.

"Ahh!!!"

Zixin screamed and pressed the brake button. The car skidded at the spot.

Yuxuan pressed his hand against Ehuang's forehead when they were dragged to the front with the force of his brake.

Bumping back to the seat, immediately, Yuxuan and Ehuang were both looking at Zixin jolting his left hand out of pain by biting his teeth. Their hearts were disturbed by seeing him groan as pain sprinkled over him.

"Papa!"

"Zixin!"

Yuxuan quickly held Zixin's left hand, checking for any scratches; he found bruises all over his palm instead.

"Aww... Ah..."

Zixin moaned, twisting his face away as he felt Yuxuan's hot breath blowing on his palm.

"Just endure it for a second, Zixin." a fluster seen through his voice, he bent down, looking for the first-aid kid under his feet.

"I don't have a first-aid kid, Yuxuan." His voice was sobbing.

"What?" Yuxuan was aghast, straightening back to look at him, concern-shaded words coming out vast. "Then how can I-?"

Upon finding Ehuang sucking Zixin's palm, he was speechless.

Zixin dropped his forehead on the steering wheel, twisting it to this side and that side frequently in agony as Ehuang's cool saliva chilled it meticulously.

"Hmp..."

"Ah..."

"Owhh...!"

Zixin groans, and his upper body moves up and down, forming waves. Everything left Yuxuan frustrated: "This rat stimulates him more pleasingly than me."

"Stop her, Yuxuan!" Zixin mumbled.

With a blink, Yuxuan came back to reality and pulled Ehuang from sucking Zixin's whole palm.

As Eluang swallowed her saliva, Yuxuan asked him, "How do you feel now?"

Gasping, Zixin straightened himself and leaned over the seat, stretching his fingers to Yuxuan's lips. "Do it," his voice was breathless, and the look of his slackened eyes was requesting.

Yuxuan was stunned and stuttered, "My-MM-mine is hot, Z-Zixin."

"Do it, Yuxuan," Zixin said with a crying voice.

"I do it," Ehuang turning and crawling upon Yuxuan's chest to grab Zixin's palm.

Yuxuan pressed her down instantly, and his lips licked Zixin's palm promptly.

"Ahh..."

Even his moan sounded like a trembling voice.

Yuxuan then held his wrist and began to suck it passionately, fondling it with his steaming tongue slowly, causing Zixin to moan continuously.

Eluang was arrested between Yuxuan's arms. Despite the fact that she couldn't reach Zixin's fingers, she was trying to release herself from his arms, crying to catch their attention. But somewhat, her parents have already reached their orgasm pleasure sensation just by the licks and sucks on the palm.

Meanwhile...

On the side of the road, in an area where it was rare to see cars, his car was quietly staying there.

"Hmm... Uhhmm..."

Zixin's moan only collided with the calm, mild wind.

As Yuxuan slurped Zixin's fingers intensively and as his eyes closed, Zixin dragged his hand from clenching the steering wheel and covered his bulged penis underpants to conserve the holy eyes of Ehuang. Ehuang embedded her face into Yuxuan's shoulder, soaking that area with her streaming tears, and also kept snivelling.

Even at that moment, Yuxuan's palm was stroking the sobbing Ehuang.

With lenient slurps on Zixin's index and middle fingers together, he slid out his lips from it and licked his lips, gulping saliva.

"How do you feel now?" Asked Yuxuan. Yet his tender clasp on Zixin's left hand parted him.

Looking into his eyes, Zixin nodded. He raised that hand along with him to get a touch of Yuxuan's cheek. At the time, he spotted Ehuang snivelling on Yuxuan's shoulder.

"Ehuang, Papa is alright!" He proclaimed it with a cheering voice.

Yuxuan looked at Ehuang's head, vacating his shoulder to find her papa, Zixin. He reduced his hand pressure on her as she tried to crawl to Zixin from him. And also, he released Zixin's hand.

Zixin stretched his two hands to lift her; she crawled into his arms and sat in his lap as he lifted her.

"Do you want to suck Papa's hand?" with an amusing smile, he asked, stroking her hair while she grasped his giant hand using her wussy, small hand.

With watery eyes, a running nose, and pouting lips, she nodded. "Yes," and she looked at her father for approval.

"Here you go," Zixin offered his hand, splashing caressing daze at her.

Yuxuan picked out a water bottle from the back seat and drank it, while Ehuang continued to suck Zixin's palm as if she were receiving milk from it.

"Give me some," Zixin asked, opening up his mouth.

Yuxuan popped the water bottle finish into his mouth to feed water. His eyelashes were emotionlessly shut and open just when he witnessed father and daughter's sucking, which was invariable to compare.

Despite the fact that Ehuang wasn't his real daughter, how do their lips work identically?

He asked himself, and he couldn't believe what he was just witnessing.