Xie Jie's waist moved as he bucked back and forth, his hands clutched Mo Qiang's head as he kept her in place. Every time he pulled back, he could feel the swipe of her tongue and the brush of her fingers as she thrust them inside his opening.
It was even difficult for Xie Jie to imagine how in the world Mo Qiang was keeping up with that pace when his member was buried deep in her throat.
"Hah…hah…" Xie Jie gasped as his eyes slowly started to see stars, he could feel the wave of climax reaching him as Mo Qiang hollowed her mouth and sucked him. The tension of the vacuum that she had created was enough for him to shatter then and there.
And he did. He jerked forward feeling a rush of something warm gushing out of his member and as Xie Jie pulled back, he could see a trail of his essence dripping down Mo Qiang's lips. It was a sight which made him twitch again. If not for the fact that he knew it was dangerous, he would have snapped an image of his wife covered in his essence.
