"No, don't!" Wang Meifen's pretty face turned deathly pale. She had certainly guessed what the pervert Zhao Caixia wanted to do. In truth, Wang Meifen had never been particularly averse to male fluids, but Chen Xiaobei had, after all, used Zhao Caixia's back door. If she were to consume it now, wouldn't it be utterly disgusting? At that thought, Wang Meifen's stomach churned so violently she nearly threw up.
But she was worrying for nothing. Zhao Caixia paid her no mind, simply pushing Yang Yun down instead. Then, the tigress held Yang Yun's pretty face and kissed her on the spot. Their lips touched and their tongues intertwined as the two women quickly lapped up every last drop of the milky white liquid.
"Ugh, ah, Sister Xia, it's... it's so tasty! Is there... is there more?" Yang Yun desperately licked Zhao Caixia's cheek, her coquettish behavior even more shameless than Zhao Caixia's own.
