His comparison was crude and vulgar, but strikingly apt.
Gan Baobao was mortified, but she still obediently did as he asked.
She cast aside all her shame and distracting thoughts, focusing all her attention on the "candy" in her mouth.
Following his instructions, she extended her soft, nimble tongue and awkwardly tried to pleasure it.
First, she imitated the way she remembered small animals drinking, lightly and quickly circling its tip with her tongue.
That clumsy gesture seemed to light a fuse. Lin Xuan's breathing instantly grew heavier, and the hand stroking the top of her head tightened unconsciously.
Encouraged, Gan Baobao grew a little bolder.
She began trying to let the huge thing slide in and out of her mouth. The movements were small, but each time she took it in and let it out, Lin Xuan gave a low moan.
She extended her tongue farther, trying to lick along its clearly defined contours, from the base all the way to the tip.
Its salty, musky taste made her gag again and again, but when she saw Lin Xuan's blissful expression, she forced herself to endure it.
"Right... just there... a little deeper..." Lin Xuan's voice had grown ragged.
Somehow, in this strange act of service, Gan Baobao seemed to find a rhythm.
Her movements were no longer as stiff as they had been at first. Instead, they took on a hint of seductiveness she herself hadn't noticed.
She was no longer simply accepting things passively. She began to explore on her own.
She discovered that when she curled and wound her tongue in a certain way, the man beneath her let out a particularly satisfied sigh, and his body tensed.
The discovery gave her a sense of control and accomplishment unlike anything she had ever felt.
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