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Liu Mingyan groans encouragingly at the tug in her hair, pressing back into the hand on her ass, and runs her tongue across Susan's nipple, pinching and tugging at the other with her hand. She is keyed in to Susan's reactions, every catch of her breath and twitch of her body. She still can't decide where she is going: down, to see what other titillating defenses await her before she can get her mouth on Susan, or up, to straddle her face? She likes both options very much, which Susan will discover if she explores Liu Mingyan's lack of armor further.