Bai Zhi's delicate body trembled suddenly.
A soft cry of surprise and joy escaped her lips.
Her hands instinctively gripped the bed sheets, fingers deeply embedded in the fabric.
And Chen Nan, startled by Bai Zhi's sudden movement, tensed up, letting out a low muffled groan.
At the same time.
Bai Zhi leaned down, holding Chen Nan's still throbbing and hot dragon root with both hands.
It throbbed with heat, the veins bulging.
Bai Zhi placed her lips on it, lightly licking the tip with her tongue.
Chen Nan's body trembled slightly, his hands unconsciously gripping Bai Zhi's thighs, fingers sinking deep into her soft skin.
Chen Nan gently outlined the edge of Bai Zhi's intimate area with his tongue, moving slowly and tenderly, as if exploring a precious and mysterious treasure.
His tongue glided over the folds of her labia, causing a tingling sensation.
