Chapter 42: Do you want to suck on a pen!s?

Chen Xiang slept deeply, having all sorts of chaotic dreams. In one dream, Liao Jun took her to the beach and gave her ice cream, but as she ate it, the ice cream turned into a big penis. She didn’t want to eat it, but Liao Jun coated the penis with various flavors of ice cream and coaxed her to eat it.

When Chen Xiang woke up, she found herself actually sucking on a penis.

Seeing her awake, Liao Jun pushed it into her mouth again, panting heavily as he said, “You’ve been licking me. Do you want to suck on a penis?”

Still dazed, Chen Xiang, who had drunk alcohol the night before, was slow to wake up. Being penetrated by the man’s penis head for a while made her extremely uncomfortable. She weakly pushed him away with her soft hand, mumbling unclearly, “No… uh… no…”

As soon as Liao Jun woke up, the little woman was licking his Adam’s apple, as if she were enjoying something delicious. Licking him made his penis uncomfortably hard. He thrust it into her mouth, and she started sucking it like she was licking ice cream. Her little tongue curled and licked, making him feel extremely good.

After thrusting into her mouth for a dozen times, he ejaculated at the back of her throat.

Chen Xiang was scalded by the hot semen and choked, tears streaming down her face. When she was released, she leaned against the edge of the bed and coughed. Milky white semen slid from the corner of her mouth down her neck to her smooth chest and dripped onto her slightly swollen nipples.

Liao Jun glanced at her and got hard again.

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Liao Jun chuckled and held her hand in his, leading her to the elevator.

Chen Xiang was still wearing the floral dress from yesterday, exposing a beautiful back. She had one hand covering her chest, while the other was held by the man. She lowered her head, looking down at her feet, when suddenly the man leaned over and blew warm air into her ear.

She felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, making her shiver.

Liao Jun chuckled and bit her earlobe. “Look up.”

Chen Xiang raised her head, puzzled. On the mirrored elevator door, she could clearly see several women behind her staring at Liao Jun beside her.

The man had broad shoulders and a muscular physique beneath his tank top. His long arms hung down, holding her hand, with a vein protruding along the back of his hand. His tanned skin against her fair arm created a striking visual impact, highlighting Liao Jun’s sturdy and robust physique even more.

“See that? Hold on tight.” The man squeezed her palm, speaking into her ear with a husky voice, “Your man is quite popular.”

Chen Xiang was overwhelmed by his warm breath, and the three words “your man” particularly stirred her, causing her to shiver unconsciously.

This was the second time Liao Jun had told her he was her man.