Ye Chen gritted his teeth, feeling as if he might lose control at any moment. The pleasure was indescribable.
Yan's tongue work was unbelievably skillful. If it were an average man, he probably would have lost control in less than two minutes. But she was with Ye Chen, who held out for more than ten minutes before finally releasing like a flood. All the heat rushed madly into Yan's throat. To avoid making a mess in the car, she opened her mouth to contain it, but little did she know that this bastard Ye Chen just kept going without end.
Yan tried to take all Ye Chen had to offer into her small mouth, but she simply couldn't handle so much. Helpless, she had to close her eyes and swallow it all.
Gulp, gulp…
It was like drinking plain water. A moment later, Ye Chen finally stopped his outburst. Yan also swallowed everything down.
"Sister, are you okay?" Ye Chen hurriedly asked.
