[Xiao Xingchen doesn't know if he feels relief or not at Xue Yang finally taking his attention elsewhere, the trails of hot saliva still lingering in the aftermath, though his mind readies himself for more of the marks that Xue Yang always love to leave. Leaving so many during their first time together has ensured that every time that Xue Yang does this, thoughts of back then flood into Xiao Xingchen's mind...
His reprieve is brief as the attention here stokes the heat in the pit of his belly with more intensity, yet he can take this with less confusion and more ease than Xue Yang's strange ideas.
A light tug draws out a louder, less-restrained moan, his usual initial defenses as they fuck truly beginning to erode. His cock twitches, with come beading at the tip and beginning to roll off the tip down the underside.]
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His reprieve is brief as the attention here stokes the heat in the pit of his belly with more intensity, yet he can take this with less confusion and more ease than Xue Yang's strange ideas.
A light tug draws out a louder, less-restrained moan, his usual initial defenses as they fuck truly beginning to erode. His cock twitches, with come beading at the tip and beginning to roll off the tip down the underside.]