A White Cloud (GL ABO) - Chapter 25 (H)

Shen Zhiqing’s face brushed against Alpha’s erect c0ck.

She extended her tongue and licked the sticky fluid at the tip.

“Mm…”

Tomb Cheng gripped the bedsheet.

When Shen Zhiqing slid off her, she couldn’t catch the sly little white fox.

Shen Zhiqing’s tongue, unsatisfied, circled the c0ck, licking it clean.

She looked up, saw Tomb Cheng’s face with restrained pleasure, and a glint flashed in her cunning eyes.

As expected, Tomb Cheng loved her kisses like this.

Shen Zhiqing half-knelt, her loose hair sliding from her shoulder onto Tomb Cheng’s thigh, each strand tickling her skin.

“Mu Mu, does it feel good?” Shen Zhiqing asked, swallowing the yogurt in her mouth while stroking Tomb Cheng’s c0ck.

The woman’s delicate, tender hand moved like soft reeds, gently brushing every inch of skin. Tomb Cheng felt her scalp tingle, unable to speak.

But Shen Zhiqing had ways to make her talk.

Recalling what she learned, she stroked the c0ck while leaning forward, using her br3asts to envelop Tomb Cheng’s c0ck.

“Mu Mu,” Shen Zhiqing called again.

Without a response, she mimicked an Omega pleasing an Alpha from a video, rubbing the c0ck between her br3asts, massaging it with her softest parts.

Tomb Cheng’s nails dug into the sheet. She managed a strained, “Mm…”

Omega served her with the softest br3asts.

Just thinking about it made Tomb Cheng’s mind nearly explode.

Seeing Alpha drawn into desire, Shen Zhiqing chuckled inwardly.

Taking advantage of Tomb Cheng’s lack of resistance, she kissed the tip with a smack.

Tomb Cheng’s leg jolted but was pressed down.

Shen Zhiqing took the c0ck into her mouth, the fierce c0ck wrapped in her warm mouth.

Her voice muffled but her eyes sparkled.

“Does it feel good, Mu Mu?”

The c0ck rested between her soft br3asts, her trembling n1pples brushing the shaft, sending waves of sensation.

Her lips and teeth held a cherry soaked in wine, teasingly licking the sensitive flesh.

Shen Zhiqing was licking her…

Tomb Cheng was glad she couldn’t see, unsure if she could control her pheromones under such intensity.

In heightened senses, she heard Shen Zhiqing’s soft lips close around the upper half of the c0ck.

The tip hit her upper teeth, and the doctor tsked, quickly adjusting.

The c0ck pressed against her cheek.

Shen Zhiqing held the shaft, moving it between her br3asts, letting her feel their softness.

She kissed the c0ck, her voice carrying a spring breeze, smiling in the dark.

“Mu Mu tastes like ice cream.”

Sweat on Tomb Cheng’s forehead dampened her hair.

Her clenched fists showed bulging veins, nerves teetering on the edge.

In the darkness, she traced Shen Zhiqing’s every breath.

“Senior,” Tomb Cheng gritted her teeth, keeping her voice from sounding weak.

Unbeknownst to her, the doctor gauged her state from her pulse.

Shen Zhiqing glanced at Tomb Cheng’s neck gland, seeing no abnormalities, sucked her lip, and mumbled, “Hm?”

The pulse under her skin throbbed wildly, bl00d boiling and singing in her body.

Shen Zhiqing’s breath spilled over her hardness.

Cold yogurt dripped onto the c0ck’s tip, the scorching flesh melting the coolness.

The sticky yogurt trickled down the shaft.

Shen Zhiqing licked it with her tongue, whimpered, and swallowed the mix of yogurt and saliva, cool, warm, and laced with Tomb Cheng’s pheromone scent.

Shen Zhiqing looked up and asked, “Mu Mu, want to taste?”

Taste what? Tomb Cheng wanted to ask, but before she could, she understood.

Shen Zhiqing’s delicate hand rested on her shoulder.

Her upright body pressed against Tomb Cheng’s abdomen, her wet pvssy touching the tip.

She leaned close, her smooth body glistening with sticky fluids.

“Mm~ Mu Mu.”

Tomb Cheng propped one hand on the sheet, the other on her slender waist.

Omega’s soft br3asts pressed into her face.

Shen Zhiqing offered her br3ast to her mouth, indeed wanting her to taste.

The ice cream-flavored yogurt had dripped onto her chest.

Shen Zhiqing’s cheeks flushed.

Omega’s shame hid as she twisted her waist, moving the c0ck.

Sweat beaded on her waistline.

She pressed Tomb Cheng’s shoulder, her hot ear against her cheek, panting softly, “Mu Mu~”

Under the ribbon-covered eyes, Tomb Cheng sought the light that was Shen Zhiqing.

Shen Zhiqing rubbed her pvssy against the c0ck, itching finely, their mingled fluids dripping onto the blanket.

Tomb Cheng took her br3ast in her mouth, obediently licking the lingering liquid from the n1pple.

Moonlight fell on their entwined bodies.

Shen Zhiqing’s upright waist glowed white, saintly and elegant, yet she engaged in lascivious acts with Tomb Cheng.

“Mu Mu,” Shen Zhiqing pulled the ribbon from her eyes, letting it catch on her lips.

Tomb Cheng looked up, Shen Zhiqing gazed down, their eyes overflowing with fervent emotion, desires burning together.

“Hm?”

Tomb Cheng swallowed, her voice slipping through the ribbon.

She followed Shen Zhiqing unconsciously, her gaze chasing her face, seeing only the woman with spring-like eyes drawing closer.

Closer and closer.

So close, her nose filled with the scent of cherry wine.

“Mu Mu,” Shen Zhiqing held her face, slightly bending, nose touching nose.

Through the ribbon, Shen Zhiqing’s light kiss landed on her lips.

Tomb Cheng tightened her grip on her waist.

The woman pressed against her lips, her hardness, her cheeks flushed.

She seemed shy, opening her lips to say, “Mu Mu, enter me.”

“Use your gland to enter my body, Mu Mu.”

Omega’s words were like a snake’s hiss, guiding the hunter to explore further.

Tomb Cheng felt an itch on her face—Shen Zhiqing’s hair brushed her cheek, perhaps not just her cheek, but her heart too.

Tomb Cheng held her waist, entering her body as Shen Zhiqing arched.

Their lower bodies shared an ice cream-flavored kiss.