The scent of perspiration on Kurumi Tsuma's sole became fainter, and Ho Fei-yu's taste buds were no longer satisfied.
He wanted to draw out more, so he stopped the licking motion.
Feeling the warm moisture disappear from her sole, Kurumi Tsuma moved her foot away in confusion. She was immediately met with Ho Fei-yu's eager and longing gaze. Knowing her brother best, she instantly understood the meaning in Ho Fei-yu's eyes.
"Come on, sister will let you have your fill today."
Kurumi Tsuma rotated her ankle, gently spreading her five toes like a cat to relieve the tension. The damp hosiery completely adhered to the flesh of her sole, making her feel slightly uncomfortable. After stretching, she felt much better. Then, her beautiful foot tilted slightly, pointing her long, tender, bamboo shoot-like toes at Ho Fei-yu, and she said seductively.
The appetizer was over, and the first main course was finally served. The soup would be served later.
"Ah~"
Ho Fei-yu opened his mouth wide, as if he could swallow Kurumi Tsuma's entire beautiful foot, his hungry look resembling a famished, nursing infant.
"Ha... Ah... Ha..."
Feeling his mouth filled with a foreign object, Ho Fei-yu finally smiled in satisfaction. After savoring it for a while, allowing the sweet scent to overflow and spread to every part of his mouth, he began to taste the delicacy more carefully with his tongue.
The smoothness of the hosiery and the tenderness of her toes brought Ho Fei-yu endless enjoyment.
"Mmm... Hmph..."
Under Ho Fei-yu's practiced oral skill, Kurumi Tsuma, who had seemingly been calm, began to profusely sweat like spring rain on her fair forehead at some unknown point. Her delicate face was also covered with a captivating pink blush. Her seductive body beneath the black sheer dress trembled lightly as his tongue wandered, and her charming nasal sounds continuously echoed in the living room.
Her five soft toes twitched in Ho Fei-yu's mouth, constantly intertwining with his moist tongue.
Ho Fei-yu was completely immersed. Even through the hosiery, every supple toe was carefully sucked several times. Kurumi Tsuma's forefoot was completely soaked, clinging to the heavy hosiery, looking increasingly like a thick cup of black coffee.
"Ha... Ha... Ha... Do you... Do you want to... taste sister's other foot? Or..."
The fire kindled in Kurumi Tsuma's lower abdomen, instead of being extinguished by Ho Fei-yu's moisture, intensified and spread wildly. It had already reached the forbidden area and her brain. Her crossed thighs instinctively rubbed together, trying to counteract the unspeakable heat. She asked with heavy breathing, her originally crisp voice now much lower.
"Yes."
The simple two words expressed Ho Fei-yu's current thoughts.
"Mhm~"
Kurumi Tsuma lifted her leg, intending to place her other dry, hosiery-clad foot into Ho Fei-yu's mouth. The moment her plump thighs parted, a bridge made of moisture formed.
"Are you satisfied?"
Twenty minutes later, Kurumi Tsuma withdrew her legs, leaned her graceful body forward slightly, and asked Ho Fei-yu in a soft voice.
"Satis... Satisfied."
Ho Fei-yu slowly spoke after swallowing the long-accumulated sweetness. The dazed look on his face was even stronger than Kurumi Tsuma's.
"Should sister change into a new one, or continue like this?"
Hearing Ho Fei-yu's answer, Kurumi Tsuma's gaze shifted from the completely soaked hosiery to the bulge, and then she asked.
"Anything is fine, as long as it's from sister."
Ho Fei-yu muttered dreamily. After nearly forty minutes, the great dragon was already eagerly anticipating its moment. Once the seal was broken, it would surely rout the enemy.
"Then let's continue."
Kurumi Tsuma knew Ho Fei-yu had a clean fetish. For instance, after she gave him oral pleasure, no matter how passionate they got afterward, he would never kiss her mouth again. This wasn't just true for her, but for his own mother too. That's why she asked. Seeing Ho Fei-yu didn't want to change, she didn't say anything more. Anyway, lubrication was needed next, so not changing saved her a lot of saliva.
Her two feet slid down Ho Fei-yu's chest until they stopped, halted by the protruding hardness, which was like an insurmountable mountain.
'Shhh... Shhh... Shhh...'
As if venting their anger at being blocked, the two feet began to randomly rub around the bulge, like the Foolish Old Man trying to move the mountain, attempting to wear down the protruding hardness.
But the effect was disappointing. As time passed, it not only didn't flatten but became even taller, vaguely showing signs of tearing the fabric and erupting.
"Sister is tired. This time, little brother, you do it yourself."
After only a moment of movement, Kurumi Tsuma's feet stopped on the bulge. She said with a touch of exhaustion. The preceding forty minutes had intensely consumed her mental and physical energy, and she was now fatigued.
"Mhm, Sister Kurumi, rest for a bit. I'll take over."
Ho Fei-yu heard her and gently expressed his concern, at the same time adjusting his body's orientation so his hands could easily reach her beautiful feet, which also saved him considerable effort for the next action.
The barrier sealing the great dragon was swiftly pulled down by Ho Fei-yu. A towering, sky-high pillar instantly rose. Its crimson head, thick shaft, and the veins intertwined like coiled dragons all attested to its ferocity and terror.
Ho Fei-yu looked at the flawlessly beautiful, hosiery-clad feet, extending both hands. He seized one with each hand, gripping the moist insteps, unconsciously kneading them slowly in his hands. Feeling the sticky fluid seeping through his fingers, his mind grew increasingly captivated.
The two feet were placed on either side of the great dragon, then slowly brought into contact with it. The deep arch of the foot perfectly contoured to the great dragon's shaft, as if they were naturally meant for this.
Suddenly, Ho Fei-yu straightened his waist, and the majestic great dragon abruptly thrust towards the beautiful feet.
The engorged, deep-red head of the dragon moved back and forth on the black jade feet. The entire dragon's shaft felt the warmth of the tender skin passing through the hosiery.
Ho Fei-yu's hands and waist were independently functional. He lifted his head, gazing at the hazy, indistinct forbidden area hidden between her legs.
Kurumi Tsuma's eyes were devoid of clarity, replaced by endless lust. She placed her hands on the snow peaks covered by the black sheer fabric. While kneading them, she didn't forget to tease the peaks with her index and middle fingers. Inadvertently glancing at Ho Fei-yu's action, the charm on her face intensified. She even opened her tightly closed thighs slightly, revealing the deeply hidden beautiful scenery.
"Sister Kurumi!"
The hidden scenery was exposed, and through the hazy black sheer fabric, it had a unique allure. Ho Fei-yu's eyes turned crimson. He felt parched and hot. His hands moved much faster, constantly thrusting the arm-sized dragon head against the beautiful feet. The great dragon's movements became increasingly large, almost uncontrollable.
The dragon tattoo on Ho Fei-yu's body emitted an ambiguous and eerie pink glow, making Ho Fei-yu's movements strange and frantic. His waist thrust in and out, like a live shrimp dancing on a hot pan.
"Faster! Faster! Even faster!"
The pleasure intensified, and Ho Fei-yu couldn't help but shout urgently.
"Ah! Phew!"
As the second hand of the clock on the living room wall ticked away, it precisely reached the hour. With a dong! the hot dragon saliva erupted from the deep-red dragon head, splashing onto Kurumi Tsuma's body and thighs.