A few breaths later Emery leaned in.
Her lips parted and took the head into her mouth.
The stretch was immediate and intense and her mouth forced wide around the thick crown, the corners of her lips already straining.
She pushed lower anyway, forcing herself to accept more of him. The heavy weight of his cock pressed against her tongue, filling her completely.
She sucked hard, cheeks hollowing, tongue sliding along the underside as she tried to take him deeper.
Lin Feng's breath left him in a controlled, low sound.
"Hmmph…"
His hand settled at the back of her head, not forcing, simply resting there as she worked. Emery's eyes watered slightly from the effort, but she didn't stop.
She bobbed her head in steady rhythm, one hand still wrapped around the base she couldn't fully take, stroking what her mouth couldn't reach.
