As Aunt Shenโs stroking movements became increasingly skilled and faster, Yang Haoranโs face flushed slightly. The pleasure of ejaculation grew more intense, reaching its peak. In thisๅฒๅบ stage, he held Aunt Shenโs head with both hands, thrusting his hips in sync to fuck her mouth. Their movements caused saliva to splatter everywhere, and a stream of golden nectar flowed from the corners of Aunt Shenโs moist, red lips.
Yang Haoranโs rough actions forced Shen Qing to tilt her head back helplessly, allowing him to freely use her mouth. From her perspective, a deep brown, thick, and long cock recklessly plunged in and out between her red lips. Her mouth was wide open, fearing his reckless thrusts might make him hit her teeth. The fierce glans repeatedly struck the back of her throat, causing her great discomfort and making her frown tightly.
Yet, she knew Little Haoran was nearing ejaculation, so she endured as best she could, not wanting to spoil his excitement.
“Here it comes.”
After thrusting dozens of times, Yang Haoran felt a tingling sensation at the base of his spine, and his body trembled. He hurriedly warned Aunt Shen to prepare. Then, he thrust his hips forward, and a thick, white, sticky fluid gushed from his slit like bullets, shooting deep into Aunt Shenโs throat.
Shen Qing was well-prepared, her red lips wide open. The spurts of white liquid hit the walls of her mouth, the area near her throat, and her tongue, all collected within her mouth. Feeling the full load of liquid in her mouth, Shen Qing closed her lips to prevent the semen from leaking out. She shot Yang Haoran a reproachful glance before swirling her tongue to gather the white fluid onto her tongue. Then, under Yang Haoranโs gaze, she reopened her red lips to show him.
Aunt Shenโs eyes were seductive and soul-stirring. The large pool of thick white fluid in her open mouth looked even more obscene, filling Yang Haoran with a sense of accomplishment.
“Aunt Shen, I really love seeing you like this. You look like a pet. When will you let me take you out for a walk?” Yang Haoran, overcome with emotion, blurted out his inner thoughts while playing with Aunt Shenโs high ponytail.
“Like a pet?” Shen Qing gulped down the semen and then pretended to be puzzled. “What kind of pet?” She blinked her large, clear, sparkling eyes, looking up at Yang Haoran with the innocence of a girl unaware of worldly matters.
Playing dumb!
Yang Haoran silently cursed.
Seeing Little Haoranโs hesitant expression, Shen Qing giggled, her voice dripping with charm. “Let me guessโฆๆฏไธๆฏๅไธๅชไบบๅฝข็ฌ, hmmโฆ I suppose you could call it a beauty petโฆ or perhaps, Little Haoran, youโd prefer to call herโฆ a bitch.”
Shen Qing gazed up at Yang Haoran with a smile, uttering these obscenities with playful delight. Even now, she remained kneeling before him, yet her demeanor was relaxed and teasing.
Aunt Shenโs enchanting posture made Yang Haoranโs heart itch with desire. Her blunt and explicit description struck a chord deep within himโthis vixen knew him too well.
Yang Haoran pondered for a moment and่ฏๆข้: “How aboutโฆ Shen Bitch? What do you think, Aunt Shen?” He used to secretly call her Shen Devil, but now that she was under his control, he felt “Shen Bitch” was quite fitting. Still, he wanted to hear her opinion.
Aunt Shen was different from Xiao Shaowan. Not only was she an elder who had watched him grow up, but she was also his motherโs best friend and an exceptionally rare beauty. With Aunt Shen, he preferred to show her respect where appropriate.
“Hmmโฆ let me think.” Shen Qing paused briefly before saying, “Shen Bitch is quite goodโitโs fitting. But if you eventually take Ruoxi, would you call her Liu Bitch? That doesnโt sound nice.”
Yang Haoran thought she had a point, then suddenly realized something and asked, “That sister you introduced on WeChatโis she my mom?” He wasnโt entirely shocked, as he had suspected it for a while, but he wanted confirmation from Aunt Shen.
“Who else?” Shen Qing rolled her eyes at him. “Itโs only because itโs me that Iโm so good to you. Anyone else wouldnโt be worthy of having me as their mistress, let alone having me eagerly introduce another great beauty to you.”
Yang Haoran felt both touched and confused. He couldnโt help but ask, “Whatโs going on with my mom? She must have known it was my WeChat. Why would she do this?”
Hearing this, Shen Qing thought for a moment. Matters between Ruoxi and Little Haoran were best left for Ruoxi to explainโit wasnโt her place to say. So, she smiled coyly and said, “You guess.”
For the first time, Aunt Shenโs seductive demeanor struck Yang Haoran as utterly frustrating. The feeling of being kept in the dark was unpleasant, but he knew that if Aunt Shen didnโt want to talk, no amount of pressure would make her reveal anything. Reluctantly, he said, “Letโs set aside the matter with my mom for now. Aunt Shen, when will you give yourself to me?”
He was stirred up and eager, his deepest desire now to pin Aunt Shen beneath him and fuck her hard.
Shen Qing understood his meaning and knew he was impatient. Delaying further wouldnโt be good, so after a momentโs thought, she said, “Tomorrow night. Iโll pick you up from school tomorrow afternoon.”
“But I still need to talk to Shiwen about this. Iโm not sure if heโd be willing to have a new young daddy.” At the thought of this, a rare trace of worry appeared on Shen Qingโs brow. After all, she was a mother, and she couldnโt help but fear her son might resist or feel uneasy about this. Although she didnโt necessarily need his approval, she hoped he could accept it openly.
Aunt Shenโs words surprised Yang Haoran. Given herไปฅๅพ hands-off attitude toward Shiwen, he had assumed she didnโt care much about her sonโs opinion. But now that she mentioned it, Yang Haoran also felt a headache coming on. Getting Shiwen to accept a peer as his young daddyโespecially his childhood best friendโwould be an incredibly difficult task.
Just as Yang Haoranโs lust was overriding his reason, and he was about toๅ Aunt Shen to ignore Shiwenโs opinion, Shen Qing seemed to have an idea. “How about this: Iโll talk to him tonight. Iโll just say itโs someone his age whom I really like, and ask for his opinion. I wonโt mention itโs you for now.”
Seeing that Aunt Shen had made up her mind, Yang Haoran had no choice but to temporarily drop the idea. Regardless, tomorrow night he would definitely fuck Aunt Shen first. With such a delicious piece of meat right before him, what wolf wouldnโt crave it?
“As for the็งฐๅผ,” Shen Qing had a thought and wanted to hear Little Haoranโs opinion. “How about we keep it separate? ‘Shen Bitch’็กฎๅฎๆบๅฅฝๅฌ็, and I like it too. As for Ruoxiโs side, you can discuss it with her later.” She spoke these obscenities as if “Shen Bitch” werenโt referring to herself.
Or perhaps, she simply didnโt care about such trivial labels.