"Want it… I need it," she whispered, her voice low and hungry, laced with urgency that left no room for hesitation.
Those words—soft yet commanding—were all it took to send him over the edge.
"Fuckk"
With a final, desperate thrust by his dick, Meng Hao climaxed, his body tensing as waves of pleasure crashed through him. His eyes squeezed shut, a raw grunt escaping his throat as his release pulsed from him in thick, heated spurts.
Li Yao didn't flinch. Her lips remained sealed around his pulsing length, her eyes half-lidded in delight as she hummed softly, savoring the taste. Every drop, she swallowed with reverence, her throat moving with rhythmic grace as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Her hands worked his cock, coaxing more cum from him.
Meng hao groaned, his body limp, his breathing ragged.
It was his first time experiencing such a blowjob—so intimate, so raw—and the sensation overwhelmed him.
