C140 Super Nemesis

Chu Mingyang closed his eyes. He didn't care if there was blood on his mouth or not.

A certain man was immersed in the feeling of his chubby little mouth. It was a wonderful feeling.

It was as if the most primitive wildness had been awakened.

Chu Mingyang slowly forgot about the wound on his mouth and the waves of pain. The faint smell of blood was slowly replaced by saliva