Song Tian cupped Lin Xiaoyu's round, white ass, giving it a gentle pull to seat her on his face.
Lin Xiaoyu let out a yelp, quickly trying to rise, but Song Tian pulled her back down.
Licking in this position, tasting Cheng Cheng's tender slit with its fledgling fuzz was pure bliss.
But Lin Xiaoyu's smooth, grass-free, plump pussy pressed against his mouth, so slick, soft, and full, was even more heavenly.
Song Tian's tongue stretched out, poking into her slit and swirling around inside her tender cavity.
"Mmm, ah, ah!"
Lin Xiaoyu moaned softly, biting her lip, refusing to let out louder sounds.
Song Tian licked and sucked for a while, then gently lifted her butt up a notch to admire the pink, puckered star of her asshole.
"Xiaoyu, let it out if it feels good, ah! Linlin, ease up, your sucking hurts a bit!"
Fierce like a tiger, Sun Linlin finally eased her grip.
He was already sopping wet from her ministrations.