Song Yan did not wait to be placed. She kissed Gu Fan first, slower than Bai Bing had, with her hand already on his cock. Then she moved down his body and took him in her mouth. She was more sure than she had been the first time. She used her hand at the base, her tongue under the head, and she looked up once to see his face before she took him deeper.
"Messy," she said, when she lifted off for a breath. "You taste like both of us."
"That is your fault as much as hers," Gu Fan said.
"I am not complaining."
Bai Bing watched with her chin on her hand.
"Look at you," she said. "You know what you are doing now."
Song Yan took him into her mouth again, slow, and then lifted off long enough to answer.
"I had a look at how you did it," she said. "Do not sound so surprised."
