Zhao Ran thrust forcefully, striking directly against her core before his rigid member could no longer hold back and released its virile fluid, all of it flooding into her womb.
A shudder ran through Zhao Ran’s entire body. After letting out a deep, heavy exhale, he held onto Wu Dan’s breasts, his massive member still buried inside her, resting atop her without pulling out.
As Zhao Ran ejaculated, Wu Dan also reached her peak. Her released intimate fluids mingled with Zhao Ran’s virile essence, seeping out together from her body.
The two savored each other’s heartbeats, which raced rapidly before gradually calming to a steady rhythm. Neither wished to separate, simply continuing to relish the post-union bliss on a spiritual level and the physical fatigue.
At that moment, a sound suddenly came from outside the door.
“Time for dinner… I called you from downstairs, why haven’t you come down?”
“Oh, Mom, you go ahead first. I’ll be right down…” Wu Dan’s voice still carried a slight tremble.
It was quiet outside the door for a moment before Zhou Jing finally responded, “Alright. Come down when you’re ready.”
The sound of high heels echoed from outside the door as Zhou Jing went downstairs.
This little final scare ended without any real danger.
When the two had tidied their clothes and gone downstairs, they found the matron already seated in the living room downstairs, with an exquisite meal laid out on the dining table.
Zhao Ran offered a few compliments and glanced at his aunt, only to notice that her expression seemed somewhat unusual.
Could it be that his aunt had sensed something between him and Wu Dan?
Zhao Ran felt a stir of panic, yet the situation didn’t quite seem to be that way.
After the meal, the group watched television in the living room.
Zhao Ran keenly sensed that whenever his aunt looked at him, she often revealed a conflicted expression.
When she saw Zhao Ran and Wu Dan engaging in intimate conversation, she would turn her head away.
And when Wu Dan went to another room, leaving the two of them alone together, his aunt’s demeanor would also shift; she would even occasionally make some overtly suggestive andζ§ζ§ remarks.
When evening came and Zhao Ran suggested they go out for a stroll, he distinctly noticed one thing: both the mother and daughter had paid significant attention to their appearance.
Both had put on makeup and changed into beautiful dresses.
The sight of their lovely legs, sheathed in stockings, made Zhao Ran’s heart itch with desire.
Naturally, this change gave Zhao Ran opportunities to compliment both of them, sometimes even quite boldly and effusively. Truth be told, Zhao Ran genuinely appreciated the change in them from the bottom of his heart.
Wu Dan,ιΆιδΊ Zhao Ran’s praises, would take the chance to hug and hold onto him. As for his aunt, she would respond with a gentle smile.
Perhaps because of Wu Dan, Zhao Ran felt that his aunt might already be aware of the situation between him and Wu Dan.
If that were the case, it was clear that his aunt had no intention of allowing the already complicated situation to become more chaotic, each time using her rationality to maintain boundaries.
This feeling of being neither too close nor too distant was incredibly tantalizing. At times, Zhao Ran could barely resist the urge to simply push his aunt down and ask her whether she had already imagined such a scenario.
Amidst thisζ§ζ§ atmosphere, the three of them went out toιεεΊ.
Wu Dan mentioned she wanted to buy clothes, so they went to the floor dedicated to clothing and browsed through various stores.
Before long, Zhao Ran was holding several shopping bags, but the mother and daughter’s enthusiasm clearly remained high.
When they entered another boutique, Wu Dan carried a pile of clothes into the fitting room, while his auntζ°ε₯½ emerged from another fitting room wearing a sexy dress.
Zhao Ran put on a serious, observant expression, then nodded and praised, “Auntie, you look truly beautiful. This dress really complements your figure.”