[ There we go, that's more like it. When Xue Yang feels it going hard in his hand, he gives a grin and glances up to Shen Qingqiu's face. He keeps his gaze there as he starts to take the tip into his mouth, then has to lower his gaze as he lets his lips sink down around the shaft.
And down.
And down.
He's never really thought about just how long a dick really is until he feels it starting to hit the back of his mouth and he still doesn't quite have the whole thing inside. Xue Yang considers for a moment, decides he doesn't want to gag on it today, and slowly pulls his head back up instead. It tastes no better this time, but he's determined to see this through. His hand continues to work the lower part of the shaft as his head bobs up and down on the upper part of it.
He both doesn't care about making this guy enjoy it but also wants to prove that he can make it feel good. Luckily the latter impulse is winning at the moment. ]
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And down.
And down.
He's never really thought about just how long a dick really is until he feels it starting to hit the back of his mouth and he still doesn't quite have the whole thing inside. Xue Yang considers for a moment, decides he doesn't want to gag on it today, and slowly pulls his head back up instead. It tastes no better this time, but he's determined to see this through. His hand continues to work the lower part of the shaft as his head bobs up and down on the upper part of it.
He both doesn't care about making this guy enjoy it but also wants to prove that he can make it feel good. Luckily the latter impulse is winning at the moment. ]