What was even more outrageous was that the man not only moved his lips; he also used his tongue.
He publicly seized Su Wanqiao's beautifully enticing lips, forcefully prying them open to begin his conquest.
It had to be acknowledged, a woman's lips were the most delicious thing in the world.
Lin Shuang hadn't tasted Su Wanqiao's flavor in almost half a year.
The only time he got a taste was when they first met at that small bar where he experienced the flavor of the Su sisters.
Now, after such a long time, he hadn't tasted her again.
Reminiscing now was irresistibly delightful.
The flavor of a woman's lips varied significantly from one to another.
Each woman's lips tasted uniquely different.
Some women's lips tasted sweet, others soft, and some rich and lingering.
This depended on the flavor of the lipstick applied, the natural taste inside a woman's mouth, and the taste of her saliva.
Su Wanqiao's lips tasted sweetly rich and continuously entangled.
