Even as Zhao Chi harshly scolded Song Lisha, she seemed not to hear a word, her hands unable to let go of Zhao Chi's imposing and erect member.
However, she had shifted from sucking vigorously to licking cautiously, as if afraid that in his anger, Zhao Chi wouldn't bestow upon her his precious treasure.
That gentle sensation brought Zhao Chi an unusual thrill, like floating in the clouds, and the tingling feeling left goosebumps all over his body.
Seeing her opportunity, Qiao Ling'er moved in, her gaze hazy as she stared at the member already glistening with saliva and nectar. Then she lowered her head and took Zhao Chi's scrotum into her mouth, gently licking it.
The two women jostled together, vying for his attention like two bitches in heat, waiting to be fed by their master, wagging their tails and begging pitifully in the hope of sympathy, to be favored and thoroughly taken by him.
