With a few more strokes, Leyan could taste precum starting to come out of the tip of Xiaoyun's cock.
"Honey, your cock is so tasty... I never thought I would miss sucking your cock so much."
Leyan whispered as she lifted her breasts up and down every time she lowered her head to let the cock go deeper into her mouth.
"Really? Then how did you endure all those years when I wasn't here?" Xiaoyun suddenly asked.
"I..."
Seeing Leyan coming to a complete stop, Xiaoyun immediately realized he had ruined the mood by asking the wrong thing.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to ask that."
"It's okay. You're here with me now. That's what matters to me——"
Before Leyan could finish talking, Xiaoyun forcefully lifted her back up to the chair.
By the time another word could come out, she was already pinned down onto the table, with both of her hands being held back by Xiaoyun.