In the darkness, Zhao Chi finally found that little red bean and tenderly licked it with his tongue as if a little dog had discovered a beloved toy.
Liu Sitong shivered all over. She had never experienced such a feeling before. Her body immediately tensed up, not from nervousness, but from the natural reaction to pleasure.
Liu Sitong instinctively squeezed her legs together, her white calves crossed, trapping Zhao Chi's head directly between her thighs.
Zhao Chi was oblivious to it all, fixated on Liu Sitong's "fountain." He had finally tasted it, the salty fishiness mixed with sweetness and freshness, which made him unable to stop, completely lost in the moment.
Zhao Chi's position was awkward, and since Liu Sitong had trapped his head, he couldn't continue his climb to the peak. His hands slid down, caressing her plump buttocks incessantly, occasionally giving them a squeeze.
