Zhao Ran whispered, “It’s fine. Didn’t you make Uncle take his medicine?”
The aunt relaxed her body, letting Zhao Ran pleasure her. “Ah, no… what if we’re discovered…”
Ignoring the aunt’s soft moans, Zhao Ran had already slipped his fingers inside her, moving in and out, occasionally gently pinching that protruding little bud.
At first, the aunt tried to stop Zhao Ran with her hands, but she lacked the strength to pull his hand away. She had completely lost control of the situation; perhaps the waves of devastating pleasure—tingling, numbing, and softening—spreading from the honeyed depths between her legs throughout her entire body had utterly shattered her reason.
Her husband was still asleep beside them, but the aunt’s sweet, lewd juices continued to flow incessantly.
The aunt repeatedly whimpered for him to stop, yet she was too powerless to struggle.
As the aunt was utterly lost in ecstasy, Zhao Ran gently removed her nightgown and tossed it onto the floor.
In the dim light, her proud, fragrant, smooth, full, round, firm, snow-white, and exquisite large white doves eagerly sprang free.
In the faint glow, the aunt’s pink, snow-white, full, and swollen snowy peaks trembled, suffusing the air with their milky fragrance.
The aunt’s two pink, snow-white, lotus-root-like arms spread open, her slender, delicate, jade-like fingers tightly gripping the sheets on either side.
Her pair of enticing, long, slender pink legs without an ounce of excess flesh repeatedly stretched straight and spread apart, her pure, jade-like, delicate toes curling and stiffening, then curling and stiffening again.
Consumed by raging desire, the aunt now had to raise and lower her hips, thrusting her alluring, sensual snow-white buttocks—as if to match Zhao Ran’s life-threatening ploughing, yet also as if urging him to quicken his pace. She needed more intense, more frantic thrusting and pounding.
Zhao Ran kissed and licked his way up from the aunt’s snow-white, flat lower abdomen to her full, high, firm breasts, where he saw two adorable, rouge-red little points trembling slightly on the summits.
He immediately extended his tongue to tenderly care for them, kissing and licking them to his heart’s content.
The aunt’s beautiful, enchanting, and wanton little mouth rapidly gasped for air. Her starry eyes were half-closed, her red lips slightly parted, her sensual mouth continuously emitting orchid-like breath. That soul-stirring, bone-melting expression was truly captivating.
Zhao Ran swiftly covered the aunt’s fragrant lips with his own, pushing his tongue into her mouth, playing with her slippery little tongue while wildly sucking the jade-like saliva from her oral cavity, even entangling and twisting his tongue with her fragrant, smooth tongue in a passionate, deep kiss.
Zhao Ran spread the aunt’s pair of exquisitely sculpted, beautiful legs apart. Using his large, purplish-red, rigid member, he gently scraped and bumped against her pink fissure and that little fragrant bud several times. Sweet, lewd juices surged like a breached dam, drenching his entire cock.
Her pretty face flushed, the aunt softly moaned, “Don’t… not here…” Even as she said this, her movements were accommodating Zhao Ran’s entry.
Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Ran’s large, rigid member forcefully breached her entrance—sending splashes flying—and plunged through the layers of tender flesh, reaching the very depths of her innermost gate. Instantly, most of Zhao Ran’s shaft was enveloped, sucked, and tightly gripped by rings of tender flesh.
While continuously thrusting slowly, Zhao Ran slipped five fingers between the gaps of her rounded, elegant, fair, delicate jade toes, firmly grasping her foot. He also lifted one of her beautifully curved jade legs, using his tongue to lick and suck each of the aunt’s pure, long jade toes one by one.
Zhao Ran thrust incessantly. Excited, the aunt tightly wrapped her arms around Zhao Ran, her raised legs clasping his waist tightly as her beautiful buttocks desperately twisted and raised up and down to meet the grinding of Zhao Ran’s cock. The aunt had completely fallen into the abyss of desire, casting all thoughts of her husband and morality far behind.