Slurp~
She looked up at him with worshipful eyes, like a puppy seeking approval after taking it all inside her mouth.
Wu Han exhaled slowly, his head tipping back for just a moment as the wet heat of her throat constricted around him.
"Good girl," he said. Compared to Hui Lian's inexperience and Haoyu's lack of commitment, what Hong Qing was doing was far better.
Hong Qing's heart soared at that single word of approval.
She pushed forward, taking him further until her nose pressed against the base of his stomach, her throat bulging slightly with the intrusion.
Her eyes watered.
"Is that it?"
The words struck her like a slap.
Hong Qing froze, his cock still buried deep in her throat, her eyes watering from the effort of taking all of him.
She pulled back slowly, a trail of saliva connecting her swollen lips to his glistening length.
"No... Please, let me."
