Li Chen was deeply buried between those two enormous and tenderly white mounds, greedily sucking away.
His hands were far from idle, reaching up with one on each, kneading and pinching, relishing the experience.
Listening to Yunduo's continual soul-melting moans, he lifted his head, beheld the intoxicatingly flushed and stunning visage before him, and those tempting red lips. He could hardly resist, so he leaned in and captured them with a kiss.
The lips were fragrant and soft, wet and slick, carrying a hint of alcohol—tasting them was an immensely soul-thrilling treat.
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Yunduo whimpered a few times and soon began to reciprocate.
She'd been so aroused by Li Chen's touching and kissing, now responding intensely; her glossy little tongue dove into Li Chen's mouth, frantically sucking.
After a long kiss, Li Chen slowly lifted his head; their tongues still entwined, drawing out strands of glistening silk.
