Ye Chen was already consumed by desire, and now with Liu Momo's teasing, that sliver of willpower in his heart immediately loosened. He hurriedly chanted internally, Oh Amitabha, using hands is not a sin, using the mouth is not a sin. Liu Momo held Ye Chen's manhood in both hands and began to stroke it up and down.
Hiss...
Ye Chen suddenly drew in a sharp breath. The feeling was like being electrocuted, instantly flowing throughout his body. Ye Chen closed his eyes and shivered all over; the sensation was truly intoxicating. However, Liu Momo's technique was clearly not as practiced as Yan's, and her grasp wasn't as precise. But after all, this was Liu Momo's first time; it was inevitable for her to not be perfect. Achieving this level was already quite impressive.
