Mi Yun's little hole was pink, tightening slightly, and if you sniffed, there was still the faint scent of milk.
Song Tian spread her cheeks apart and gently licked.
Mi Yun moaned, her body shuddering slightly.
Song Tian could even taste milk at the entrance of her hole.
"Baby, you smell so fucking good!"
As Song Tian spoke, he pressed down on Mi Yun's ass, enveloped her little hole with his mouth, and his tongue continuously flicked around it.
"Ah, ah, senior brother, ah, ah, feels, feels so good, ah, ah!"
Mi Yun's body trembled slightly, issuing waves of sultry moans.
When Song Tian's tongue pushed into her hole, Mi Yun grunted, and her stiff buddy kept throbbing, rhythmically tapping against Song Tian's forehead.
As Song Tian drew back his tongue slightly and probed forward, bypassing the little hole and moving to suckle on Mi Yun's balls, the delicate balls kept retracting under Song Tian's ministrations.