"Do my feet taste good?" Zhou Yurong asked on purpose.
"Tasty."
Lin Tian, with Zhou Yurong's black silk-clad beautiful feet in his mouth, mumbled his response.
"Then you can eat this one too."
Zhou Yurong stretched her other foot over and brought it to Lin Tian's mouth.
Zhou Yurong's feet were really beautiful, round and plump with a baby-fat kind of feel, and the black stockings wrapping her feet showcased the perfectly beautiful curves in all their glory.
Zhou Yurong's pair of silk-wrapped feet were truly like a collection of art pieces.
Moreover, Zhou Yurong had taken a shower beforehand, so there wasn't a hint of any unpleasant smell on her feet; instead, they were fragrant and tempting due to the perfume she had sprayed.
Thus, Lin Tian held onto Zhou Yurong's two black silk-covered beautiful feet and serviced them with his mouth, and soon the stockings on Zhou Yurong's feet were wet and sticky with his saliva.
