"Ah!"
Han Yue's delicate body quivered, her prone form raising her buttocks up.
Even though Li Chen had kissed her down there before, this posture was still a first for her.
Her tender blossom was being ground against by Li Chen's nose at the back, while her wondrous Peach Blossom was being assaulted by his tongue, making her nearly unable to withstand it after just a few moments.
"Li Chen, this is too stimulating! Can I turn around, please? Ah! Ah!"
Han Yue's body kept trembling, her hands clenching the bedsheets tightly, lying prone on the bed, her buttocks raised in stimulated abandon, her cries becoming increasingly high-pitched and wanton.
Her already moist Peach Blossom began to flood, clear dew carrying an alluring scent of pheromones poured in like a breached dam.
Li Chen squeezed in forcefully, greedily licking and sucking.
"Yueyue, doesn't this feel even better?"
"Look, you're overflowing down there, you've made so much wetness, I can't even finish it all."