His words were barely out when a WeChat video call request flashed across her screen. Xia Yao accepted, the image a blur of darkness, the faint outline of a railing just visible. Rustling sounds came from Zhou Ye’s end, his breath still ragged. Quickly, though, Xia Yao’s eyes adjusted to the dimness, and she saw exactly what he was doing. His long fingers gripped his thick c0ck, stroking it back and forth, his thumb occasionally teasing the sensitive head, pressing against the wet sl1t.
“I want to bury my cock in your little pussy, baby.”
Xia Yao felt a jolt, her face tingling. Biting her lip, she swallowed hard, her fingers rubbing against her cl1t, a sharp pleasure building. “Zhou Ye…”
“Hmm?” His voice was husky, but she could tell he was still somewhat in control.
Watching his fingers expertly working his hard c0ck, Xia Yao’s heart hammered against her ribs. Her mouth was dry, a whimper escaping her throat. “I’ll show you mine too…” she whispered.
She tapped the icon to flip the camera, then leaned back against the pillows, spreading her legs. She positioned the phone below. Her movements were clumsy at first, the camera missing its target, but she quickly adjusted.
Her pink pvssy lips were closed, the glistening wetness visible along the edges. Her fingers reached down, pressing her inner lips with her index and middle finger, pulling them apart to expose herself completely to Zhou Ye’s gaze.
Even though he’d already taken her v1rginity, her pvssy still looked incredibly delicate, almost untouched. Her inner lips were small, coated in sticky fluids. The opening looked deep, barely the width of a finger. Her pink cl1t, like a tiny bud, peeked out from above. If he were there with her, touching her now, she knew she’d be writhing beneath him.
It was hard to believe that this small, tight opening had swallowed his entire c0ck earlier that night. Something snapped in Zhou Ye. His eyes burned as he watched her expose herself for him. The pace of his stroking became almost frantic.
The rustling of clothes continued. Zhou Ye tried to keep his breathing even, afraid of startling her. He forced his voice to sound calm and gentle, despite the rasp in his throat. “Your pvssy is so beautiful, baby. It looks so wet, the juices flowing.” He paused. “Do you want my c0ck inside you again?”
The words he was saying, words he would never have uttered before, were thrillingly taboo. Before they’d slept together, he’d complimented her looks. Now, he was praising her pvssy.
“Yes… I do,” she breathed.
Zhou Ye’s mind was filled with images of holding her, kissing her. She was so good to him, so willing to meet his desires, his need. She was opening herself for him, letting him feast on the sight of her.
Stroking his c0ck, he lifted his shirt, revealing the taut muscles of his abdomen. Gripping himself tightly, he began to pump his hips, his hand moving rhythmically, filling the air with his husky groans, letting her hear the depth of his arovsal. “Baby, I want to fvck you so bad… Do you know how your walls clench around me when I’m inside you? All that heat… it’s all you…”
He was already laying the groundwork for tomorrow. She would be shy, but she was still innocent, easily swayed by his overwhelming lvst.
Xia Yao moaned, flushed with embarrassment. Even the wetness between her legs seemed to intensify.
His voice deepened, a seductive purr. “Baby, does it feel good to have my c0ck buried deep inside you? Do you want me to fvck you again tomorrow?”
Xia Yao’s fingers tightened, then shifted, spreading her lips again. She was speechless.
Zhou Ye’s body lurched forward, a low groan rumbling in his chest. His eyes were fixed on the inviting pinkness between her legs, his words a half-whispered seduction. “Your pvssy is so hot, so tight… I’m going to cvm just thinking about it.”
Xia Yao couldn’t believe the things he was saying, but instead of feeling strange, a burning heat spread through her core, as if his c0ck really were pounding into her.