Shen Shen Xinghui said that, Ignatius made a face like he wanted to resist—his eyes clouded with desire, yet troubled.
It was that mix that gave his expression a certain charm—maybe what made him so irresistibly masculine.
Rising up and leaning forward on all fours, Shen Xinghui moved into position.
Ignatius seated on the bed with his already semi-hard penis standing proudly in front of Shen Xinghui.
Shen Xinghui leaned down and ran his tongue along his semi-hard penis.
"Ugh, Xinghui..."
"I said I want to do this too. You're always the one touching me, and I love it, but I want to touch you too."
Even only semi-hard, Ignatius's big size make it difficult for Shen Xinghui to take in fully in his mouth.
Shen Xinghui opened his mouth wide to take the penis in
He could feel it twitching and getting harden inside his mouth.
The wet and low moans that was coming out from Ignatius's mouth only make him more excited.
