Wang Xin'er seemed to freeze, keeping her mouth tightly around her brother's cock until he had finished.
Then she seemed to snap out of it, quickly pulling his glans from her mouth and spitting the thick semen onto the floor.
"Bro, you're so awful! You got it all in my mouth."
Seeing the large puddle of semen Wang Xin'er had spat onto the floor, Su Mengyun said with a pained expression, "Xin'er, what a waste. That stuff's good for you—it beautifies and nourishes the skin."
"Was I supposed to swallow it?"
Wang Xin'er asked, confused.
"Of course! It's not dirty. Don't tell me you're disgusted by your own brother?"
Su Mengyun asked with a laugh.
"Of course not."
Wang Xin'er looked regretful.
"I want to go again. This time I'll definitely swallow it."
"No, the rules say one turn each. If you want to swallow, you'll have plenty of chances at home," Su Mengyun said with a laugh.
"By the way, did anyone time it?"
