Qing Yue's Techniques
Qing Yue, sticking her tongue out playfully, began slowly stroking my hard dick with her two feet. My hand froze momentarily in her pussy from the unexpected feeling, and couldn't help but gasp a little in surprise.
The sensation was similar to when Feng Mian stroked my cock with her hand in the shower, but… also different, at the same time. Qing Yue's feet felt softer, more playful, and more seductive.
"Fufu~ you like this, don't you, Big Brother Xuan Kai~?" She smirked smugly and began speeding up, licking her lips.
"Ah… fuck…" I cursed under my breath, which brought me back to reality. Sure, her feet felt amazing, and I wasn't sure where she learned this technique, but I wasn't about to lose to this girl who thinks she already won!
I began moving my fingers in her wet and warm pussy once more, making a scooping movement that tickled her a bit.