Kong Shiyu could only feel her breathing grow more labored, so she tried once more to tilt her head up.
She slowly drew Chen Bin's dragon out from her mouth.
Just then, Chen Bin opened his mouth to speak again.
"Keep that phone safe for me... mmh, I'll need it later."
Feeling the thrill Kong Shiyu gave, he pressed her head down forcefully once more.
The dragon plunged back to the deepest part of her throat, clearly startling Kong Shiyu.
Caught off guard, her mouth spasmed around it, the dragon pushing in deeper and deeper.
The urge to cum without release tormented Chen Bin all over again, leaving him restless.
Taking a deep breath, he began to slowly rock his hips, stirring his dragon in Kong Shiyu's throat over and over.
The charged atmosphere, coupled with the overwhelming pleasure from her hot, tight mouth, made Chen Bin's whole body shudder—he came right then and there, thrust to the edge by her skill.
Pshht—
