Xie Chujing instantly understood what Chen Bin was thinking, and quickly replied.
"Honey, my pussy is so itchy, I want to do it with you… How about we skip the cake?"
"No way, it's your birthday, how could we not eat cake?"
As he spoke, Chen Bin used a plastic knife to cut a small piece of cake, and brought it up to Xie Chujing's lips with an overtly teasing expression.
Without the slightest hesitation, she parted her red lips to take the cake, but Chen Bin suddenly pulled it back.
Next, he simply smeared his own spit on his massive cock.
"You're so bad, always bullying me!"
Despite her immense shyness, Xie Chujing still slipped on her slippers, crawled onto Chen Bin's lap, and stuck out her tongue to lick the cake from his cock.
Chen Bin felt jolts of soul-deep pleasure wash over him, his whole body starting to tremble uncontrollably.
This exquisite feeling was simply impossible to give up.
Looking down, he saw Xie Chujing working hard to please him.
