The freedom was immediate, and Lixue used it.
Her hands dropped to his thighs, fingers curling into the muscle there, gripping him as an anchor, and she surged forward with a sudden, decisive shift in angle that made it abundantly clear she had been waiting for exactly this. Now she could take him properly, deep, and then deeper still.
Slurp… shlick… shlick…
She felt the head of his cock press against the resistance at the back of her throat and did not retreat from it. She breathed deliberately through her nose, held herself there for a suspended moment, and then pushed forward until she felt him slide past that threshold and into her throat itself.
Glk.
"There it is," Shen Yu said softly.
