"Look at you... Matriarch Meng. Who would have thought you'd end up like this? But... truthfully, you look so beautiful right now."
"Mmm~ Mhm~"
Meng Wan didn't answer.
She only tried to take him deeper, her mouth working eagerly as her eyes grew unfocused.
Seeing the debauched sight, Li Feng's mouth curved.
The woman who had poured tea with perfect grace was now on her back, lips stretched wide around him, a faint pink light swirling mindlessly in her eyes as she sucked with wet, desperate hunger.
The sharp contrast to how she had been only moments ago made his desire surge even harder.
Slowly, he tightened his grip around her head and began to move, guiding her with shallow, measured thrusts.
Slurp…
Gluck…
Slurp…
"Mhmm~"
"Damn..."
Li Feng groaned at the sensation, feeling her frantic tongue swirl and press against him with every slow stroke.
