032｜(Thirty-one) Playing Me to Death
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Xie Qingyan, of course, wouldn't tell the truth. He just reluctantly hummed and muttered something about how difficult it was.
Having received a reply, Su Xingmao deftly unbuttoned his pants.
It has to be said... Su Xingmao standing in front of the bathtub, looking down at her, and the way he was taking off his pants was very seductive.
Especially those slender hands, carved from jade into delicate bamboo with verdant veins, long fingers that should be used for studying and writing, yet when they untied the belt in front of her, she unexpectedly discovered a contrasting sexiness.
His heart raced as Xie Qingyan saw the enormous thing hidden in the shadows again. The bathroom lights were bright, and it was closer than before, springing out from under his pants. It was incredibly impactful.
Every detail is clearly visible. The thick, long, columnar stem, the round, large top, the annular coronal groove, the folds of the skin and flesh... even every single hair is clearly visible.
The view is so expansive, it's really huge.
He stood straight up to her.
Extremely colorful.
In stark contrast to Sukiyomi's cold and expressionless face.
If it weren't for its innocent, pale pink color, making it seem approachable, it would truly be a rugged, ferocious thing, brimming with pent-up energy and exuding a wild, untamed vitality. The glans was as large as a pebble, and the veins on the shaft throbbed rhythmically. Along with the two deep red testicles hanging below, they were full and swollen, bulging and bulging.
"Can I touch it?"
Su Xingmao asked softly.
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Qingyan, unable to resist his curiosity, started to get his hands on it.
Xie Qingyan pinched the shaft with her hand; it was indeed very hard, but not cold and hard like a stone. At first touch, it felt scalding, like touching a hot iron, burning hot and throbbing. When she touched it, it seemed to jump excitedly in her palm, with blue veins and blood vessels taut.
He clenched his fist into a fist, barely touching it before letting out a long sigh of relief.
At the top, a drop of clear liquid was visible to the naked eye as she touched it.
At the same time, she also keenly felt that it was still swelling under her hand, becoming more solid, hard and poking into her soft palm, almost slipping out of her grasp.
Xie Qingyan felt a burning sensation and immediately tried to withdraw his hand.
Su Xingmao gripped her wrist, his breath coming in short gasps, his Adam's apple bobbing: "Continue."
"How can I continue if you're holding me down?" Xie Qingyan glared at him.
Su Xingmao didn't speak, but released his grip on her hands.
She made a circle with her hand and touched the folds below the coronal sulcus. Su Xingmao's body trembled slightly, her sharp eyebrows softened inch by inch, and a blush rose on her fair cheeks. It was hard to tell whether she was shy or secretly pleased.
His lips moved, but he made no sound.
He opened his mouth slightly, as if to ask her to touch that place again, but his lips closed without saying anything, his breath slow and drawn-out.
More and more pre-ejaculate flowed from the urethral opening, running down the slit of the glans and quickly wetting her hands. The spaces between her fingers were sticky and wet, glistening in the cold light, accompanied by a viscous, indistinct sound.
"You're bleeding so much..." Xie Qingyan complained.
It's often said that women are made of water, but when men are aroused, their pre-ejaculate flow is just as profuse.
How could I have said she was wet before?
Isn't he the same?
She's playful and loses interest quickly. Now that her hands are stained with her ex-lover's mess, Xie Qingyan frowned, feeling disgusted and wanting to escape.
What should I do? I don't want to play anymore.
Su Xingmao lowered his head, his slightly raised brow bone and eyelashes casting shadows of varying density. He stared at her intently, and when Xie Qingyan frowned, he sensed her intention.
"Is the kitten trying to abandon me?"
Su Xingmao's voice was low and muffled, with a hint of seductive panting.
"I made sure the kitten had its fun."
With an expressionless face and words of unwarranted grievance, he seemed to be accusing her of being heartless.
"...No... I didn't..." Xie Qingyan denied it.
"Is that so?" Su Xingmao's gaze was deep and somber as he picked up where she left off: "Then how about licking the kitten's hole next time?"
Su Xingmao remembered her wet vulva, the tender, moist flesh soaking into the spring. What would it taste like if he tasted it with his tongue? Would she release more fluid, which he would then scoop up with his tongue and swallow?
"—Will it feel good and make me squirt?"
Licking the anus?
Xie Qingyan recalled her indescribable erotic dream, immediately squeezed her legs together, her face flushed red enough to fry an egg, and sternly refused: "No way! You're dreaming!"
It's completely unclear who's dreaming.
Xie Qingyan was furious and harbored a desire for revenge. "You want me to mess with you?"
People always seem to know how to do bad things without being taught.
Slender fingertips pressed against the glans, several fingers wrapped around the genitals, and with the pre-ejaculate that gushed and moistened the finger bones, she slid the rod from top to bottom with great force, almost rudely. She viciously rubbed the glans a few times, and even lifted the folds of the testicles and angrily ripped them, showing no mercy.
A tingling, numb, and distended sensation, along with a slight pain, swept through Su Xingmao's entire body.
His abdominal muscles were tense, and sweat rolled down his forehead, down to his jawbone, and into his neck.
Su Xingmao hissed, took a breath, his voice trembling, and his breathing grew heavier: "Little cat... are you trying to break me?"
He was nonchalant and didn't seem annoyed by her antics; in fact, he sounded like he was laughing.
Xie Qingyan suspected that he had masochistic tendencies.
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