So tight!
Even as the tongue pushed in, it met with strong resistance; inside was fiery hot, slippery, tightly wrapping around me. The clear, sweet nectar of the girl constantly surged forth, filling the tip of my tongue.
There wasn't a hint of bad smell, only the fresh fragrance of shower cream, and the delightful pheromone scent of the girl, which left me utterly intoxicated.
"Ah! Ah! Yangyang, why are you using your mouth? Isn't it dirty? Ah! It feels so good! It's much more comfortable than with hands! Yangyang, I really like it when you kiss me like this!"
Tong Xue squealed in ecstasy, her model-like beautiful legs instinctively clamping tight.
She was beautiful down there, with sparse foliage and plump valleys, presenting an ample steamed-bun shape with a delicate pink slit in the middle, just like Sister Shiyi's form.
This kind of form was extremely tight, difficult to enter.
