He felt hand in his hair and pulled him to the side where his vulnerable neck was free for his lover to taste. Then a movement and he mewled as the thrust hit him right where his prostate was. Mouth opened and trying to participate with the tongue in him, but Wang Li thrusted up into him and he whited out.
The feeling of euphoria washed over him and he groaned bouncing faster. He arched his back and moved deeper as hands gripped him harder. Ying Yue could feel the pulsing of the thick, hard, throbbing cock inside him.
"My husband," he panted out and felt teeth grazing his neck, "Please. I want you to fill me, make me full of you," he tightened his hold, "Impregnate me."
