"This tastes awful! You're terrible, do you treat Xiao Man the same way?"
Zhang Yang shook his head, speaking honestly, "Xiao Man is too reserved, never got the chance."
"So you think I'm not reserved?" Xia Xue pretended to be angry.
Zhang Yang leaned into Xia Xue's ear and said, "Sister, you're the sexiest."
This statement had a huge impact on Xia Xue, who enjoyed such indulgence during intimacy, with her both pure and desirous personality.
But on ordinary days, Xia Xue was also extremely dignified, a contradiction, yet so alluring, just like now.
Xia Xue flipped over, pinning Zhang Yang underneath her, then she kissed him obliviously.
She then said seductively, "It might not be the first time for Sister down there, but Sister's mouth has never done this for him—it's my way of making it up to you."
Zhang Yang stared at the alluring Xia Xue in front of him, completely stunned.
Just as Xia Xue said, she only exposed this mesmerizing and passionate side to him alone.
Zhang Yang did not have a virginity complex, after all, the times were such.
Not to mention, he knew that Xia Xue, aside from her current boyfriend, had never been intimate with other men; deep down, she still retained her own reserve.
And such a treasure of a girl would belong to him in the future.
Thinking this, Zhang Yang became excited, especially when Xia Xue bent down under him, and began lightly licking him, he was thrilled.
Xia Xue looked up at Zhang Yang, and that look instantly made him succumb.
However, as Xia Xue withdrew her gaze and looked at the gigantic thing that both her hands couldn't cover, she felt both love and fear.
Still, she opened her mouth and took it in—an exquisite sensation instantly made Zhang Yang moan comfortably.
This also delighted Xia Xue; in that moment, Zhang Yang belonged to her.
She then served Zhang Yang even more attentively, but it was truly too large, filling her mouth completely, yet she could only take in half.
But at this time, the equally excited Zhang Yang became increasingly unsatisfied.
He grabbed Xia Xue's hair, pushing and pulling, helping her to take it in deeper and quickening the pace.
Xia Xue felt like she could hardly breathe, and her throat kept being struck.
This feeling, both uncomfortable and exhilarating, also brought Xia Xue a pleasure of being dominated; she too belonged to Zhang Yang.
Suddenly, Xia Xue reached her limit and violently spat it out, "Gag!"
Viscous saliva flowed from Xia Xue's mouth, coating Zhang Yang's lower body.
Looking at Xia Xue's face, flush with a touch of a pitiable, violated look, Zhang Yang felt both pity and pleasure.
"Zhang Yang, you're nearly killing me."
Xia Xue gave Zhang Yang a seductive glare, but seeing Xia Xue in such a vulnerable yet enticing state nearly made him lose control.
He chuckled sheepishly, "Sister, you're truly too beautiful, I almost couldn't help myself..."
Xia Xue certainly wasn't really angry; instead, she was secretly pleased inside. She was well aware that Xiao Man would never do this for Zhang Yang.
Similarly, the mesmerized look in Zhang Yang's eyes made Xia Xue feel satisfied.
Her boyfriend praised her beauty too, but he had never been so captivated by her.
"Sister, come here, turn your butt towards me, then my hands will have something to do."
"Ah, that's too embarrassing."
Yet while she spoke like that, Xia Xue still complied.
Xia Xue didn't realize, their current position was the classic sixty-nine.
Feeling her lower part being pried open by Zhang Yang's fingers, Xia Xue uncontrollably started secreting that enticing juice faster.
Just thinking about being so closely scrutinized by Zhang Yang made Xia Xue feel like her body was going limp.
Having no choice, she once again took the massive length into her mouth to divert her attention.
Zhang Yang enjoyed Xia Xue's enthusiastic service while freely playing with that beautiful spot.
So tender and moist, then that tiny opening would open and close, seemingly breathing, absolutely mesmerizing.
But after a while, Xia Xue suddenly said a bit hurriedly, "Zhang Yang, I can't take it anymore. I want you."
Zhang Yang had already been eager to truly be a man, and he too couldn't wait to say, "I want you too, sis."
Suddenly, Zhang Yang couldn't bear it any longer and again positioned Xia Xue beneath him, then parted those long, round beautiful legs and slowly moved closer with his 'big brother'.
However, just as they were about to touch each other down there, Xia Xue suddenly said, "Wait a moment!"
Zhang Yang immediately tensed up, already at the gates of the city, halting now was tantamount to killing him!
It would torment him to death.
Still, Zhang Yang respected Xia Xue. If she truly did not want it, he wouldn't force her.
But the next second, Xia Xue's words relieved Zhang Yang.
Xia Xue said, "Sis wants to try it from the back, is that okay?"
Hearing Xia Xue's timid and shy request, Zhang Yang felt amused inside. It seemed Xia Xue really hadn't experienced much in the way of positions.
"Of course, I'll do whatever you wish, sis."
When Zhang Yang saw Xia Xue take up that classic yoga pose, with that perky, snow-white butt and those lush, prime curves, he immediately felt parched and tongue-tied.
He had fantasized about this image countless times while Xia Xue used to do yoga.
He couldn't believe his dream was now coming true.
While Zhang Yang was stunned watching, the impatient Xia Xue began to twist.
"Zhang Yang, stop looking. Give it to me already. Sis wants it!"
Xia Xue had really been repressing herself for too long. As a woman, she had never been fully satisfied; such agony was unimaginable to others.
Had that not been the case, she wouldn't have developed the habit of self-comfort and resolving it with her hands.
Nobody knew that over the years, Xia Xue had been living a life as tormented as a widow's.
So, she desperately wanted to be thoroughly satisfied, even if it meant betraying Xiao Man, she no longer cared.
Zhang Yang watched the continually twisting snow-white round bottom, smiling faintly as he slowly approached.
Finally touching the exquisite Yumen Gate, Zhang Yang was extremely excited.
But he preferred to see Xia Xue's longing look and did not rush to enter.
Instead, he pressed at the entrance, rubbing incessantly on the outside.
Even so, Xia Xue felt her whole body tingling, her body instinctively moving closer to Zhang Yang. Droplets of crystal dew kept secreting out.
Before even entering, Zhang Yang's 'big brother' was already covered in Xia Xue's nectar.
"Zhang Yang, don't torture me anymore, I'm begging you, come inside already."
Zhang Yang deliberately teased by not entering, making Xia Xue feel both comfortable, joyful, and impatient.
In the midst of speaking, she even reached a hand between her legs, grasping Zhang Yang's 'tool of mischief,' ready to guide it to its destined place.
But unexpectedly, just then, Xia Xue's cellphone suddenly rang.
"Ignore it, come inside!" Xia Xue said a bit anxiously.
But Zhang Yang glanced at the phone screen and was immediately startled, "Sis, this is one call we can't ignore."