Slowly, he drew down with his tongue as his hands drew down the leggings, right over the center of me, to lick at my entrance centre. His tongue pushed between the folds and found my swollen centre and its aching for him badly.
Then I bowed off the bed and moaned as he devoured me to the brink of orgasm with his lips and tongue.
"Not yet, my beauty," He rasped against my entrance slowing down the flick of his tongue to keep me on the edge of climax without crashing over.
Mu Zhen pressed a palm over my stomach and with the other hand managed to pull the leggings straight down and off my legs completely with a little lifting help from my raised hips.
He opened one of my legs wide and high and growled a sound of pure lust voice and he staring down at me spread for him, his other palm still planted on my belly.