Wei Qingping's crotch emitted a faint, musky scent, which didn't repulse Song Tian at all. Instead, it fanned his rage, especially against the backdrop of her ethereal demeanor, which aroused a strong desire in him to ravage her.
Unable to hold back, Song Tian opened his mouth and bit into the plump, tender flesh just below her abdomen, even catching her pubic hair in his mouth and giving it a bite.
Wei Qingping screamed out in pain, her legs trembling, and the tightly clenched ones loosened.
Song Tian released his grip and gazed at the white skin amidst the black hair with his teeth marks now visible on it, feeling an inexplicable sense of achievement. His nose also caught the faint smell and the hint of moisture there.
As Song Tian licked along the insides of Wei Qingping's snow-white thighs, he taunted, "Dean Wei, you keep saying no with your lips, but you're already wet down here. You're so fucking wanton!"