[ The moment the timer started Xue Yang's mouth was on her skin--her shoulder, specifically, to start with. If he were giving her more consideration he might have started on her face so she could properly see or speak without risk of the whipped cream interfering. But why would she need to do either of those? It was her role to stand there, and she already said she'd cooperate, while it was his to consume the whipped cream. And since there were lots of curves and crevices around her face, that would mean it would take him longer to get the same amount of cream into his mouth, so there was no way he was prioritizing it unprompted. She could wait until he was near the end, right?
Xue Yang's lips and tongue glided over her skin, diligently clearing the cream off of her as he went. For all he had the look of someone ready to go wild, he was actually quite meticulous about the process, not missing a single bit of whipped cream in the areas that he was working on.
Moving fast, it didn't take long until he'd cleaned off the whole shoulder, then her collarbones, her other shoulder, and then down lower as he started to work on the front of her chest. With no sign of hesitation, Xue Yang's tongue started to lick at the cream slathered on her breasts. ]
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Xue Yang's lips and tongue glided over her skin, diligently clearing the cream off of her as he went. For all he had the look of someone ready to go wild, he was actually quite meticulous about the process, not missing a single bit of whipped cream in the areas that he was working on.
Moving fast, it didn't take long until he'd cleaned off the whole shoulder, then her collarbones, her other shoulder, and then down lower as he started to work on the front of her chest. With no sign of hesitation, Xue Yang's tongue started to lick at the cream slathered on her breasts. ]