Demon Emperor's Wild Husband

Yang only revealed the spot of pink after he parted the cheeks slightly. The slit was soft and closed properly at first, yet as Yang gently massaged Jun's sėmėn around the entrance with his two fingers, it began to open, almost shyly swallowing the fingertips. Yang sent his fingers slowly and firmly all the way inside before starting to move it in and out. A while later, he began to speed up somewhat and he was growing an erection from the front as well.

When watery squelches began coming from behind, Yang inserted a third finger. He let out a soft breath, as though it was becoming too much for his to handle. He was more than aware of his own capabilities and thus his fingers slowed down.

Yang unable to be satisfied with his own fingers, his inner walls began to tighten more than usual, contacting time and time again, as though it was discontent. His fingers couldn't hit the spots Jun could usually hit. His thɨġhs trembled weakly, he withdrew his fingers, taking a moment to calm down.

Yang turned around and saw Jun looking at him intently, his erection still hard as rock. However, Yang knew he didn't want to put it in just yet, otherwise they would be on round two right now. Yang looked at Jun's big, long fingers. Without saying anything Yang grabbed Jun's hand. Jun cooperated without any complaint.

Yang positioned in a shameless position, having his legs spread so widely, Jun had a very clear view of his private regions. Two fair buŧŧȯċks parted slightly because of the wide motion, revealing the pink spot in between. With the fingering from before, the entrance was already somewhat swollen, yet with moisture, it seemed even more delicate. Yang bought two of Jun's fingers towards his entrance, he drew a light breath. Pressing slightly, his entrance suċkɨnġ Jun's fingers, instantly, both of Jun's fingers were now fully inside Yang's entrance.

Jun's fingers felt ice cold, sending shivers down Yang's spine. Stuffing Jun's fingers inside, his entrance squeezed even more, almost as if it was trying to suck Jun's entire hand. At once, Yang clenched Jun's fingers and forced it inside his body with great strength, starting to push and pull. The feeling of the fingers rubbing inside was enough to drive one mad. As the fingers hit a particular spot, Yang let out a low mȯȧn, drawing his legs slightly closer as he felt his head spin his scalp tingle. He was once again aroused at the front.

From Li Jun's perspective, it was truly an amazing sight to see. Yang lay right in front of him, opening his legs out of his own will as held his hand below. His fingers were big, long, and rough, making the soft entrance swollen in a pitiful way. Even so Yang tried hard as he pushed and pulled his fingers inside his body, his motions quickening as the thrusts become easier. Yang breathed lightly as he gazed at Li Jun.

"Hubby", the calls were tinged with a slightly nasal tone. It seemed like Yang was begging him, or just his unconscious murmurs that came from the pŀėȧsurė. Jun couldn't avert his gaze, staring with fervour on his face.

Yang under the torment of Jun's fingers, unconsciously drew his legs nearer, all the way until he squeezed his thɨġhs and buŧŧȯċks together.