I gently nudged, and the movement below instantly stopped.
Then, I could feel her trembling a few times as if she was nauseous, quickly withdrawing and supporting my Great General with one hand, retching nonstop.
I felt a bit guilty, but at that moment, there was nothing I could do, so I composed myself and began to take her pulse.
But, the next moment, I felt the warmth and tightness engulf me again, Miss Fang had taken it back in her mouth. Although her movements were much gentler now, it was still very comfortable.
And even more stimulating because, at this moment, my fingers were resting on her father-in-law's wrist.
I tried desperately to hold back, but still, I shook slightly.
The old lecher noticed it and snickered, assuming it was my nervousness due to inexperience.
As I shook a few more times, the contempt on his face grew heavier.
