Hotel Vixen Episode 9 Irresistible Jia

He should be walking away. Instead he stands at the foot of the bed, heart hammering, while Jia watches from the pillows. One red eyebrow lifts. She doesn’t speak, just parts her knees. The small bush between them is darker than the hair on her head, a neat patch that draws his eyes and keeps them there. He crawls up, already hard, and she pulls him into a slow 69 that makes every rule he set sound stupid. Her mouth is warm, wet, unhurried. She takes him deep, then slips lower to suck each ball, rolling them gently with her tongue before letting them slip back out shiny. He groans into her cunt, tastes her, keeps his face buried while her lips work. She swallows him again, cheeks hollow, and he forgets his wife’s name. When he comes, it’s sudden, thick, and she holds him there, throat working until every drop is gone. He stays between her legs, licking her clean, no plans to leave.