Su Qinglan's mind reeled. She had never imagined that the untouchable An Mo could speak such lewd words. Yet rather than feeling disgusted, she felt herself becoming even more aroused.
His heavenly, untouchable face was now glistening with her juices, tongue buried inside her most private place, licking and sucking like a man starved.
The contrast made her burn with unbearable arousal.
"An Mo… don't… it's too dirty…" she whimpered, her voice breaking into a moan as he sucked her clit again, harder this time. Her hands flew down, fingers threading desperately into his hair, though whether to push him away or pull him closer, even she didn't know.
He pulled back just enough to look up at her, lips shiny and swollen, chin wet with her essence. His eyes gleamed with dark satisfaction.
"Dirty?" He chuckled lowly, the sound sending shivers through her.
"There's nothing dirty about me worshipping my woman. This pussy is mine now, Lan Lan. Every drop, every quiver… all mine."
