[He makes a sound at that - pleased, the rest of his fingers cupping her cheek.]
Good girl.
[He leans down - nips at her lower lip as he pulls his thumb out. Dan Feng contemplates her for a moment (stares at her, more like, like he's still not actually believing what he's seeing (he isn't)), and then he presses his hands flat against her inner thighs, spreading her wide. It isn't gentle; some of his strength is behind it.
If she's still wearing underwear that is getting ripped clean off - because he's going gather some spit in his mouth and let it drip on the mound of her cunt, slick down the valley of it, with a fascinated, hungry look on his face.]
aiya i forgot nsfw warning
Good girl.
[He leans down - nips at her lower lip as he pulls his thumb out. Dan Feng contemplates her for a moment (stares at her, more like, like he's still not actually believing what he's seeing (he isn't)), and then he presses his hands flat against her inner thighs, spreading her wide. It isn't gentle; some of his strength is behind it.
If she's still wearing underwear that is getting ripped clean off - because he's going gather some spit in his mouth and let it drip on the mound of her cunt, slick down the valley of it, with a fascinated, hungry look on his face.]