Linlin chuckled, "What do I want? Of course, I want to fuck you!"
As she spoke, Linlin bent her knees into a squat, and that round yet toned ass of hers was pressed against Song Tian's face.
Song Tian felt a wetness on his face and a moistness on his lips as those silky folds brushed against him like a tiny lithe mouth, smothering his.
Song Tian grunted and just as he poked his tongue out,
Linlin steadied herself against the headboard and began to rock back and forth, actively seeking the most pleasurable position.
"Oh, this man... the way he licks is really something else, Xiao Yu, he's more satisfying than you are!"
Xiaoyu watched as Linlin smothered Song's face so fiercely with her buttocks, she couldn't help but feel a surge of pity.
"Linlin, you... be gentle, don't smother Doctor Song to death!"
Linlin frowned unhappily, "He hasn't fucked you, why the hell do you care so much... Ah yes, that's the spot, stick your tongue in deeper!"