He tugged his boxers down and pulled Luo Muchen's hardness from inside. The impressive hard member he was more than familiar with now twitched happily as though pleased to see him too. Qie Xieling skipped all pleasantries and took that hard member into his mouth. He missed his taste and he was desperate to fulfil his urges.
He sucked on the tip gently, swirling his tongue around it. His hands grabbed onto Luo Muchen's thighs and pulled him closer, taking him deeper.
He felt him hit the back of his throat and he moaned. The vibrations from his moan sent shivers down Luo Muchen's spine. Qie Xieling could smell his familiar scent mixed with the salty taste of his pre-cum. It was intoxicating.
