"Ah~ thanks for breakfast, hubby!" Akane-sama declared, releasing Qingyi's cock from her mouth with a wet pop.
Her tongue slowly glided over her full, red lips, gathering the last traces of cum that still clung to them.
She leaned against Qingyi's muscular abdomen, kneeling on the bed, a satisfied groan escaping her delicate lips.
Qingyi merely nodded, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips as he raised his torso until he was sitting beside her.
His hand landed on her full buttocks with a muffled smack, fingers sinking lightly into the pillowy flesh. The plump cheek gave way beneath his palm, a soft ripple spreading before the round globe settled back into its perfect round shape.
Without hesitation, he stood up, and with a simple wave of his hand, a dark tunic materialized over his sculpted body, covering every line and muscle in an instant.
Akane merely watched him, pouting, her eyes still fixed on the physique that had been so cruelly hidden from her.
