[ Xue Yang continues, pressing his lips in sloppy kisses in an attempt to avoid putting his tongue on it more than is necessary. He at least wants it hard before he takes it into his mouth properly. Like this, it's limp and kind of unappealing. Like food that has gotten soggy instead of being handled fresh.
He recalls what he's seen of this sort of thing, and he remembers all the exaggerated moans that the women would give as they did this... but that had always been so unappealing to him, and he had no idea what Jin Guangshan liked about it. So he stays quiet, instead placing more kisses and even adding licks in his attempts to coax Shen Qingqiu to hardness.
It's a dick. Pretty much any touch has got to feel good, right? ]
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He recalls what he's seen of this sort of thing, and he remembers all the exaggerated moans that the women would give as they did this... but that had always been so unappealing to him, and he had no idea what Jin Guangshan liked about it. So he stays quiet, instead placing more kisses and even adding licks in his attempts to coax Shen Qingqiu to hardness.
It's a dick. Pretty much any touch has got to feel good, right? ]