Her cherry lips enveloped him to the root, and glistening tears streamed down Xu Yilin's delicate face.
It was partly a reflexive reaction, as gagging could make one tear up, but the circumstances were unique, and those tears made Xu Yilin seem exceedingly pure, as though Chen Mo had taken advantage of a fragile, respectable woman.
She was too good at setting the mood, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Chen Mo.
Chen Mo couldn't resist, for to do so would be to underestimate Xu Yilin's professional dedication.
So, he grabbed Xu Yilin's head and started to thrust...
Another burst of Dragon Breath sprayed into Xu Yilin's esophagus, while the constant constriction of her throat mimicked the sensation of continual climax. Chen Mo didn't delay for long because this method was extremely uncomfortable for her.
