Ling Lan, seemingly oblivious to their stunned reactions, only grew more determined. She took him even deeper, her throat contracting around his yang spear as she fought to give Lin Feng the pleasure he deserved.
A soft, muffled moan vibrated around his length, sending delicious shivers racing up his spine.
Lin Feng's hand instinctively reached down, gently threading his fingers through her silky hair. He didn't push or force her… he simply held her there, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths as he surrendered to the overwhelming sensation.
A few minutes later, Ling Lan's devoted efforts were richly rewarded.
Lin Feng's body tensed violently as intense pleasure surged through him. With a deep, guttural groan, his massive yang spear throbbed powerfully between her lips.
Pew…
Pew…
Pew…
Pew!
Thick, powerful ropes of profound yang-rich essence erupted explosively into Ling Lan's mouth. The hot, creamy liquid shot out in heavy bursts, far more than she had expected.
