Yi Xin Xue leaned ahead, her voice remaining calm like a scholar's, yet spread profound wisdom.
"Suck it," she uttered.
"Use your tongue,"
Ling'er followed her guidance.
She hollowed her cheeks, creating a vacuum that drew him deeper inside her, her jade tongue swirled around his shaft, tracing the patterns that only she knew.
As she worked, she felt a strange sensation building in her core.
It was as though a flower was blooming deep within her, its petals unfurling with each movement of her head.
Mmmm* SHLURRRP* SWHUUURF* SHLURP*
Zhao Fan remained still, but she could sense his pleasure, it radiated from him like heat from a stone left in the sun especially the mid-day sun of summer.
His celestial rod swelled in her mouth, growing harder and more insistent.
"Now… take him even deeper," Yi Xin Xue added her breath like a wind through sacred pines.