The room was filled with the scent of sexual fluids. Zhao Ran’s massive member, still erect after his recent ejaculation, stood proudly as he lay back with his eyes closed, savoring the brief pleasure that followed his release.
“Cousin… mmm… I still want more…”
Wu Dan looked at Zhao Ran with a gaze that said she was far from satisfied.
“I can go again… but shouldn’t it be my turn now?” Zhao Ran propped himself up and moved closer to Wu Dan.
“Mmm… okay…” Wu Dan blushed and lowered her head.
Zhao Ran helped his cousin lie down. Her legs were tightly crossed, one finger lightly biting between her lips, one hand resting nervously on her lower abdomen, and her face turned away, too shy to look at him.
Seeing Wu Dan’s shy yet provocative posture, Zhao Ran eagerly reached out and parted her crossed legs, spreading them into a wide V-shape before settling himself between them.
He brought his face close to her nearly transparent white panties and took a deep breath. The faint, fresh, and intensely arousing scent of her arousal immediately filled his nostrils.
His entire body surged with excitement. Almost instinctively, his tongue slipped out of his mouth and began tracing circles over the damp fabric covering her intimate area.
Wu Dan’s thighs tightened around his head as she moaned continuously.
Before long, her panties were soaked with a mixture of his saliva and her own continuous flow of arousal—a lingering, indescribable intimacy embodied in that wetness.
“I’m going to take these off now,” Zhao Ran said, lifting his head to look at her.
“Mmm…” Wu Dan nibbled on her finger, her body trembling slightly as she nodded with endless shyness.
Zhao Ran gently untied the thin string fastened around her waist. As he pulled aside the translucent panties, the secret garden he had longed for was finally revealed before him.
Completely exposed under the yellow glow of the lamp, her pubic hair glistened with a dark sheen. Two delicate, flesh-colored petals, already moist from his attention, parted slightly as if breathing, with a small, protruding clitoris visible above.
When Zhao Ran touched that little bud with his fingers, Wu Dan let out waves of unrestrained moans, her body shaking irregularly and arching in rhythm with his motions.
Stimulated by her response, Zhao Ran buried his head between her legs again. Overwhelmed by the scent that exhilarated his senses, he traced his tongue over her clitoris and along her inner lips, tasting the fluids flowing from her passage.
Wu Dan’s thighs pressed tightly around his head, holding him firmly in place. Unable to move freely, Zhao Ran instead thrust his tongue deep into her wet opening, licking and penetrating her in a steady rhythm.
“Ah… cousin… I can’t take it… I’m going to…” Wu Dan cried out urgently as his tongue brought her to the edge.
Suddenly, her body convulsed violently, and a rush of her release gushed into Zhao Ran’s mouth. He eagerly drank her delicious nectar, then gently licked around her entrance, cleaning every drop.
“Brother, I’ve heard that a man’s semen can make a woman look younger… so what effect does what flows out of me have?” Wu Dan asked abruptly.