Lin Feng's entire face was drenched, absolutely soaked in the four women's thick, glistening love juices.
It dripped down his chin, coated his cheeks, matted his hair, and ran in warm rivulets along his neck.
The taste of them… sweet, tangy, musky filled his mouth completely, and he swallowed greedily, savoring every drop like a man dying of thirst.
'This kind of water… I'd never tire of it,' Lin Feng thought, eyes half-lidded in pure bliss, his mind hazy with lust.
'No matter how much they drown me, I want more. I could stay right here forever, buried between their thighs, drinking them dry until they can't even stand.'
He redoubled his efforts, tongue plunging deeper, lips sucking harder, nose grinding against swollen clits as he worked each of them in turn.
Ning Xi moaned his name like a prayer, her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him tighter.
