Over on the other side, Wang Yue was already making his move.
The slice of cake he'd cut was mostly thick frosting. He gripped his cock and dabbed it right into the cream, coating the entire deep-purple head in a layer of milky white. He strode over to Wang Xin'er, brandishing his cream-covered shaft with a grin. "Sister, come on. Big Brother's gonna feed you some cake."
Xin'er didn't hesitate. She dropped into a crouch and parted her small lips, taking the massive head into her mouth. She sucked and licked, cleaning off every bit of frosting, lingering on it with a rhythmic suckle before finally letting it slide out.
Wang Yue immediately used his dick to scoop another dollop of cream from the plate and brought it back to her mouth.
Watching Xin'er feast on Wang Yue's tempting cock, every woman there—except for little Jingjing—felt their mouths go dry, instinctively swallowing their own spit. It had been over two weeks. They were starving for a taste of him.
