Chapter 19

So, although some people might think that I’m just a simp, and that’s fine with me, if she doesn’t respond, I’m just embarrassed, not disgusted.

Sometimes I even think she’s quite pleased with bossing me around, watching me fawn over her. Heh, as long as she likes it. Isn’t that how human interaction works? You give her what she likes, and she’ll give you what you like in return.

But I was really miserable. I had been holding back for almost half a month before finally having sex with L, the hot mom, for the third time in a long time, just two days ago, on the weekend.

And this time, it’s finally my turn, Xiaoyu, to shine, haha.

(I put on my headphones and looked at Chu Yun again. He was still fighting in the Rift. Only then did I feel relieved and click on the first video.)

Video begins:

The scene shows a spacious living room with white walls, natural wood decor, a coffee table, and a rather unique rainbow-themed sofa, though the overall style remains minimalist. This should be the first floor of Zhao Chenyu’s detached house, as he is busy in the open kitchen, chopping a bunch of vegetables and seemingly fiddling with something.

Looking out the window, it was completely dark; it must have been the night of November 1st.

With a creak, the sound came from the front door. It was a double-leaf Chinese-style mahogany door; where else could I find such an interior design? I searched my memory. But soon, someone entered, interrupting my thoughts.

Aunt Ouyang came in. She was wearing a light gray, thin trench coat and dark brown round-toe high heels with bows. She was wearing sunglasses, which made her look somewhat mysterious. As soon as she entered, she took off her sunglasses while slipping on her shoes and looked around. Both of their faces were blurred out.

“Sister, you’re here!” Upon seeing the person, Zhao Chenyu quickly washed his hands, ran to the door, and squatted down to find slippers for Aunt Ouyang.

“This place looks alright. I rarely come here, but I didn’t expect it to be so nice, small and cozy.” Aunt Ouyang’s voice changed slightly, probably because Zhao Chenyu had edited it. The “small” she mentioned was probably in comparison to her mansion.

“It feels so big to me, it’s almost empty. Sometimes I’m even scared to live alone,” Zhao Chenyu said as he took off Aunt Ouyang’s coat.

As the trench coat gently slipped off, Aunt Ouyang revealed a brown knitted long-sleeved fishtail bodycon dress underneath, clinging to her graceful figure and accentuating her captivating curves. This outfit, along with the trench coat she had taken off, was exactly what Aunt Ouyang had worn when she returned home on the second day.

“Let me tell you, I’m already being generous by letting you stay here, you’re not allowed to bring anyone else—ah!” As soon as Aunt Ouyang finished speaking, Zhao Chenyu, who was standing behind her, hung up Aunt Ouyang’s clothes, then scooped her up in his arms, almost knocking off her slippers.

“What are you doing? Put me down!” Aunt Ouyang gently patted him, without anger, her tone filled with laughter.

“I’ll hold you!” Zhao Chenyu said shamelessly.

“Oh dear, your apron has gotten my clothes dirty!” Aunt Ouyang complained, but her arm remained draped over Zhao Chenyu’s shoulder.

“Huh?” Zhao Chenyu placed Aunt Ouyang on the rainbow sofa and checked her clothes.

“Oh, it’s nothing, go on! Go make your meal!” Aunt Ouyang pushed him away, and as Zhao Chenyu was leaving, he took advantage of Aunt Ouyang’s inattention and kissed her on the cheek.

“You! Are you looking for a beating?!” Aunt Ouyang smacked him, and Zhao Chenyu scurried away with a roguish grin. Aunt Ouyang’s face turned red, and my brows furrowed.

Aunt Ouyang was actually taken advantage of by Zhao Chenyu? I’ve only ever seen this kind of scene with Aunt Ouyang and Uncle Qin, and Aunt Ouyang’s disgusted and angry expression after Uncle Qin did that wasn’t faked.

Why are we so lenient with Zhao Chenyu?

Aunt Ouyang sat on the sofa, looked around, then got up and wandered around. She went upstairs to take a look, then came back downstairs. Finally, she opened the refrigerator and went to the kitchen with Zhao Chenyu.

“It’s very clean, and everything is prepared. Not bad, Xiaoyuzi,” Aunt Ouyang praised. And Xiaoyuzi wasn’t censored.

“Since you’re coming, I’m going to clean this place up so you feel right at home, hehe,” Zhao Chenyu said with a grin.

“Like home? It can’t compare to home no matter what.” Aunt Ouyang, standing behind him, then asked, “What do you want to eat?”

“I made steak, made a cold dish, and there are some wontons I made in the fridge. And…”

“Alright, alright, that’s enough. I don’t want to eat any more. But you, your cooking is quite good,” Aunt Ouyang said in surprise.

“To be honest, I won over my girlfriend with my cooking skills.”

“Girlfriend?” Aunt Ouyang teased. Sure enough, every woman is a gossip.

“Yes, it’s the massage therapist I had when I was learning massage, hehe.” Zhao Chenyu said, scratching his head.

(At this point, a caption appears on the screen: “That’s the voluptuous masseuse from the previous post. I cooked her a meal and she became my sexy daughter on the spot. You can go and check it out.”)

“Well, I was wondering why you were so skilled last time, now I know!” Aunt Ouyang reached out and pinched Zhao Chenyu’s waist hard.

“Ouch—” Zhao Chenyu really had to endure it.

“Clean your own bottom!” Aunt Ouyang tossed her body aside, crossed her arms, and walked away.

Watching this scene, I thought to myself, isn’t Zhao Chenyu just looking for trouble? He said before that he wouldn’t cross Aunt Ouyang’s bottom line, but now he’s taking the initiative to say these trivial things that make Aunt Ouyang angry. What is he trying to do?

As I wondered, the scene shifted to a long dining table next to the kitchen. Under the warm white light, Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu sat facing each other, with a beautifully plated cooked steak and some side dishes prepared by Zhao Chenyu in front of them. In the stemmed glasses next to them, some purplish-red liquid, accompanied by a clinking of glasses, rushed from the bottom of the glass to Aunt Ouyang’s rosy lips and slowly disappeared into the world.

But what attracted me wasn’t that; it was the masks that suddenly appeared on Aunt Ouyang and Zhao Chenyu’s faces, like a special effect, covering the upper half and most of their faces, but not their eyes and lips.

Zhao Chenyu wore a black beast mask, resembling a gorilla. Aunt Ouyang wore a red queen mask with a red veil. It was unclear how Zhao Chenyu had done this, but the mask moved with his head, making it look incredibly realistic.

Knowing what Aunt Ouyang really looked like, I felt that Aunt Ouyang had gained an even more enchanting aura.

“You and your girlfriend…are still in contact?” Aunt Ouyang asked while eating.

“No, she’s long gone. She’s already married,” Zhao Chenyu said.

“Marriage?” Aunt Ouyang asked.

“Yeah, people in small towns get married early. They thought I wasn’t a good match, so they went on blind dates with me,” Zhao Chenyu said.

“Don’t you think it’s a pity?” Aunt Ouyang asked.

“It’s no pity. It was wonderful when we were together. If things didn’t work out later, it’s better to part amicably. Besides, it was her who suggested it.” Zhao Chenyu answered this potentially disastrous question quite frankly.

“Hmph… You’re quite open-minded. Now? Have you decided when to find a girlfriend?” I always felt there was something else behind Aunt Ouyang’s question.

“Now I’m Sister’s little follower, wholeheartedly devoted to her. Even if I have a girlfriend, it has to be someone introduced by Sister.” Zhao Chenyu started being shameless again.

“Okay, you wait here.” Aunt Ouyang smiled and cut a piece of steak.

“Sister, you should try it.” Zhao Chenyu stared at Aunt Ouyang.

Aunt Ouyang took a small bite, chewed slowly, swallowed, and pursed her red lips, saying, “It’s alright. The cooking is really good, but the meat isn’t great.”

“I don’t know anything about this, so I’ll have to teach me.” Hearing Aunt Ouyang’s praise, Zhao Chenyu got up excitedly like a child, walked around the long table, and sat down next to Aunt Ouyang in a flash.

What are you doing here?

“Will you teach me?” Zhao Chenyu’s cutesy tone, clinging to Aunt Ouyang, really disgusted me.

“Teach you what… I… um!” Aunt Ouyang hadn’t finished speaking when Zhao Chenyu kissed her on the lips. Still feeling nauseous, I didn’t know how to react.

“Hmm…uh! Hmph~” Aunt Ouyang breathed softly, her voice incredibly beautiful.

I noticed with a keen eye that Aunt Ouyang’s hands were still gripping the knife and fork. The moment Zhao Chenyu kissed her, Aunt Ouyang’s hands gripped the knife and fork handles tightly, which made me think of some extreme ideas.

…Um”

Zhao Chenyu used both hands to pull Aunt Ouyang’s delicate body into her arms. Aunt Ouyang gripped the knife tightly again, and then…

“Clang!” The knife and fork slammed onto the plate. Aunt Ouyang’s hands slid from the table to under the table, and then from the table onto Zhao Chenyu’s back.

The screen went black, and the video ended.

The post continues.

Haha, what do you all think? I definitely can’t let you know what I look like, but can you believe that this hot mom L is a beautiful mature woman in her forties with such a great figure?

I forgot to tell you all, before, hot mom L would rather let me fuck her than let me kiss her. It was during our second time having sex that I forcibly kissed her. After that, she gradually gave in. Although we couldn’t be unrestrained at the company, she didn’t care when we were in our private place.

We’re here to have sex, hehe.

(After seeing what Zhao Chenyu said, I suddenly realized that I had also taken Zhao Chenyu and Aunt Ouyang’s kissing as normal. But Aunt Ouyang said that she would only let me kiss her. Is this betrayal? A wave of sadness washed over me.)

After dinner, L and I rested for a while. I suggested we go for a walk, but she said she didn’t want to. Actually, I wanted to kiss her outside, but it didn’t work out, so I’ll try again later. Instead, I changed tactics and started massaging L. At first, it was just normal neck, shoulder, waist, and leg massage, chatting while kneading her sexy body. When she laughed, my hands started touching places I shouldn’t. L hit me, but I wasn’t afraid. The more she protested, the more unrestrained I became.

[Video] (I took a deep breath and clicked on the video.)

Video begins:

The image that appeared in an instant sent a chill down my spine.

The center of the screen was bathed in a warm yellow light, with only a small lamp lit on the coffee table. The surroundings were pitch black, and the camera appeared to be positioned on the coffee table, directly facing the rainbow sofa. Zhao Chenyu had pinned Aunt Ouyang down on the sofa. Her upper body was leaning against the wide armrest, while Zhao Chenyu’s hands had pushed her mermaid-style pencil skirt up from her knees to her thighs, his large hands caressing her smooth, long legs. Aunt Ouyang didn’t resist at all, because she was being deeply kissed by Zhao Chenyu.

“Mmm!! Mmm… Hmph!” Aunt Ouyang’s nostrils gushed out beautiful moans, her arms tightly wrapped around Zhao Chenyu’s neck, clearly in a state of arousal. It was unknown what Zhao Chenyu had done to Aunt Ouyang before, that made her so wanton without taking off her clothes.

Zhao Chenyu’s lips kissed Aunt Ouyang’s face, her snowy neck, and her tender breasts haphazardly, like a greedy hyena not letting go of any piece of meat.

“Mmm… Hmph! Mmm…” Aunt Ouyang moaned softly, as if in sync with Zhao Chenyu. The red special effects mask and red veil appeared even more alluring under the warm yellow light, making the black mask on Zhao Chenyu’s face appear even more sinister.

“Ugh…” Aunt Ouyang’s moans suddenly grew louder. I looked closely and saw that Zhao Chenyu had one hand inside Aunt Ouyang’s skirt, while his other hand was grabbing and kneading Aunt Ouyang’s full breasts, greedily playing with the most maternal part of Aunt Ouyang’s body.

The fishtail skirt was lifted up again, this time squeezing past the hips and bunching up at the waist, completely exposing Aunt Ouyang’s lower body. A pair of black lace thongs covered her private parts, and Zhao Chenyu’s fingers brazenly grabbed her sexy peach-shaped buttocks, his fingers sinking in and kneading the plump buttocks into various shapes.

“Sis! Your butt is so perky and soft, it feels so good,” Zhao Chenyu whispered.

“Ugh! Shut up! You little rascal! Ah!” Aunt Ouyang cried out, because Zhao Chenyu’s fingers had already slipped between Aunt Ouyang’s legs, rubbing her crotch. I don’t know if Zhao Chenyu actually put his hand inside, because the moment his hand entered her crotch, Aunt Ouyang’s legs were stimulated and she lifted them up to block his hand. At the same time, her delicate body trembled and twisted uncomfortably as Zhao Chenyu touched her.

“Mmm!” Aunt Ouyang’s mouth was kissed by Zhao Chenyu again, and the moan in her throat was suddenly pushed back, turning into an alluring hum that floated out from her nose.

This kiss also caused Aunt Ouyang’s legs to open completely, and I was able to see Zhao Chenyu’s hand. But when I saw it, I was furious.

Because Zhao Chenyu’s hand had somehow slipped inside the black underwear, the back of his hand creating a large bulge in the underwear. The bulge then receded, representing Zhao Chenyu’s fingers inserting and withdrawing from Aunt Ouyang’s vagina.

“Mmm…mmm…ah…” Aunt Ouyang’s breathing was punctuated by intermittent moans, her legs spread wide as if welcoming Zhao Chenyu’s play.

“Sister Lan, you’re soaking wet down there, your little hole is so wet.” Zhao Chenyu’s hand moved between Aunt Ouyang’s legs, digging and playing with her honey hole. Although the “Lan” coming from the earphone was a garbled sound, the powerful ability of the human brain to fill in the blanks allowed me to complete it into “Lan” after getting used to the garbled sound.

I think this is truly a tragedy.

“Ah…uh…ah!” Aunt Ouyang hugged Zhao Chenyu tightly, but because Zhao Chenyu wanted to explore Aunt Ouyang’s honey hole, he changed from pressing on her to lying on his side on the inside of the sofa. Aunt Ouyang could not hug him, so she could only touch and hit his body randomly to vent her gradually rising desire.

The more intensely she hit him, the faster Zhao Chenyu’s hand moved, his thumb even pressing against her clitoris, rubbing the sensitive little bean.

“Ah…ahhh…ahhh!”

Aunt Ouyang couldn’t help but turn and snuggle into Zhao Chenyu’s arms. Her plump, peach-shaped buttocks faced the camera and me, trembling slightly as she responded to Zhao Chenyu’s probing. Her soft moans, usually clear and crisp, were now muffled through her clothes, sounding like weeping or sobbing.

“Gurgle gurgle gurgle…gurgle!” After Zhao Chenyu’s fingers dug rapidly, he seemed to notice that Aunt Ouyang’s moans were getting louder and louder. He smiled slightly and pulled his fingers out.

“Uh…” The moment her finger was pulled out, Aunt Ouyang trembled all over, raised her thigh and rubbed against Zhao Chenyu’s leg, as if urging him to hurry up.

“Sister Lan, look how much water is in your fluids.” Zhao Chenyu’s right index and middle fingers were tightly pressed together, and the warm yellow light shone on them, making them glisten with lustful fluids.

“You little brat!” Aunt Ouyang raised her hand and slammed it down, hitting Zhao Chenyu’s chest muscles. It looked like a tidal wave, but actually caused zero damage.

Zhao Chenyu grabbed Aunt Ouyang’s arm and put it on his shoulder, then lowered his head and kissed her again. Aunt Ouyang’s lips seemed to be her last line of defense; once captured, she gave up resisting.

“Sister Lan, do you remember when that manager scolded me at the end of October?” Zhao Chenyu said, pinching Aunt Ouyang’s peach-shaped buttocks as he chatted with her.

“I remember, so what? Aren’t you quite smart? You said you were my relative’s child.” Aunt Ouyang’s voice was as sticky as silk, and she gently stroked Zhao Chenyu’s face as if he really was her relative’s child.

“I heard him cursing at me when I went to the bathroom that day. He said I was a clueless little bastard who was working for you, and that you were nepotistic and that the company would go bankrupt sooner or later.”

Zhao Chenyu imitated it very well, and his acting was so realistic.

“Haha, and then what? You want to tattle?” Aunt Ouyang’s tone carried a hint of clarity.

“No way, your decision is your business. I just remembered that that guy has been staring at your butt more than once or twice, and right now, the little bastard he’s talking about is hugging and squeezing the peach-shaped butt he’s been dreaming about, hehe.” After Zhao Chenyu finished speaking, he squeezed Aunt Ouyang’s peach-shaped buttocks again with his palm.

“Ah! You little rascal, aren’t you feeling smug?” Aunt Ouyang wasn’t angry at Zhao Chenyu’s overstepping behavior at all?

“I don’t have time to be smug. Right now, all I want to do is make Sister Lan comfortable. All the other dirty talk, knives, guns, and sticks are just fluff, hehe.”

“!” After Zhao Chenyu finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Aunt Ouyang again.

“What foul language! I think only you know how to use foul language!” Aunt Ouyang affectionately poked Zhao Chenyu’s forehead.

“My foul language was just to relax Aunt Ouyang, hehe.” Zhao Chenyu said as he sat up and got off the inside of the sofa.

“What do you want?” Aunt Ouyang slowly turned around and lay on her side on the sofa, gently supporting her head with one hand and resting her elbow on the armrest. Her fishtail skirt bunched up at her waist, revealing her slender legs, one straight and one curved, exuding charm. Her jade-like fingers gently wandered over the alluring curves, both seductive and languid.

“That pose is so beautiful, I really want to take a picture of you,” Zhao Chenyu said dreamily.

“Hmph!” Aunt Ouyang snorted softly, a noticeable upturn at the corners of her mouth beneath the red veil.

“Hehe.” Zhao Chenyu chuckled and threw off his t-shirt and shorts, leaving him only in his bulging underwear.

“You’re not going to stay here…”

“Of course not, otherwise I would have stripped naked. Sister Lan, don’t move.” Zhao Chenyu grabbed Aunt Ouyang’s buttocks with both hands and turned her over.

“Ah—Xiaoyu, what are you doing!” Aunt Ouyang exclaimed softly.

“Just lie down properly.” Zhao Chenyu comforted Aunt Ouyang while pressing down on her waist, guiding her to bend her knees. Once her waist was bent, her plump peach-shaped buttocks were immediately raised high. She wrapped her arms around them, rested her head on her arms, and buried herself in the ambiguous corner formed by the sofa, backrest, and armrest.

My gaze was irresistibly drawn to the alluring Aunt Ouyang in the picture. Seeing her posing so seductively in a rear-entry position, her tight little triangle panties felt like a second skin, tightly wrapping around her and vividly depicting the delicate lace patterns on her jade-like thighs, like a natural mark of temptation. Her enchanting beauty carried a hint of unintentional wantonness, arousing the deepest desires in one’s heart, making it impossible to control oneself.

Is this my Aunt Ouyang?

Why would she pose like that?

“You wretched servant, what are you doing?” Aunt Ouyang tossed her wavy hair and turned to speak to the person behind her.

“So beautiful!” Zhao Chenyu stood behind Aunt Ouyang, not only marveling at it, but his bulging crotch also visibly twitched.

Zhao Chenyu grabbed and kneaded Aunt Ouyang’s two plump, round peach-shaped buttocks, enjoying their excellent elasticity.

“So soft, so comfortable, Sister Lan. You have no idea how many people in the company are eyeing your butt, wanting to pinch and rub it.”

Zhao Chenyu grinned wickedly, his ten fingers spread wide as if attempting to capture the two round, plump peach-shaped buttocks. Unfortunately, his fingers instantly dug deep into the tender, bouncy flesh. Although it was a wishful thinking attempt, he could still freely grasp and knead the incredibly alluring, plump buttocks. His ten fingers sank directly into the heavy mounds of flesh, as if grasping a water-filled balloon. Clumps of tender flesh overflowed from between his fingers without sagging, tinged with a slight red, like a shy girl.

“Mmm…mmm…” Aunt Ouyang groaned softly. I don’t know if she and Uncle Qin had ever done this in bed, but this was definitely the first time she had ever put on such a lewd pose in front of other men.

What’s more, this man was her subordinate, her follower, and a slave in her eyes.

Why didn’t Aunt Ouyang resist? Why didn’t she uphold her supreme authority? It wasn’t like this before!

“Sister Lan, your underwear is soaked. Take it off.”

Zhao Chenyu asked softly, but Aunt Ouyang did not answer, her arm covering her face so that her expression could not be seen.

Seeing that she didn’t reply, Zhao Chenyu reached out and slowly pulled down Aunt Ouyang’s black lace panties. The panties slid slowly over Aunt Ouyang’s plump buttocks, and after passing the fullest part of her hips, the taut fabric quickly rebounded, like a child eager to play, and instantly slid down to her smooth thighs.

“Hmm…” Aunt Ouyang must have felt Zhao Chenyu’s movements, but she only twisted her buttocks, as if saying goodbye to her sexy panties, or as if she was seducing him with her wet and naked honey hole.

“Sister Lan, your pussy is so wet.” Zhao Chenyu teased.

“Ah~ you… little rascal! Watch your mouth!” Aunt Ouyang paused and hesitated as she spoke, but her tone was still fierce.

“Okay, I got it. Sister Lan, this isn’t a slutty hole, it’s a honey hole, a pink hole, a beautiful hole with flowing water.” Zhao Chenyu’s lewd praise felt even more embarrassing than the “slutty hole” he had just mentioned.

I couldn’t help but exclaim, “Shameless people are truly invincible!”

“Shut up—ah!” Aunt Ouyang was about to say something, but it turned into a groan. I looked closely and saw that Zhao Chenyu was grabbing Aunt Ouyang’s buttocks with his big hands and forcefully spreading them apart. Aunt Ouyang’s honey hole and delicate anus, which were hidden deep in her buttocks, were exposed to Zhao Chenyu’s view with great shame.

And under this warm yellow light, I could clearly see the shape of Aunt Ouyang’s honey pot.

She’s really young. Whether Aunt Ouyang was naked on me, holding me and wanting to have sex with me, or peeping at Zhao Chenyu and Aunt Ouyang having sex from outside the door, I could never clearly see Aunt Ouyang’s genitals.

Now, Aunt Ouyang is lying on the sofa, her pert buttocks facing the camera, deliberately arranged by Zhao Chenyu.

He himself squatted to the side, forcefully spreading Aunt Ouyang’s peach-shaped buttocks with both hands. The tight folds of her anus were stretched and lengthened by his force, and her full labia changed shape under the pull of her buttocks, opening and closing slightly. The whole scene looked as if Zhao Chenyu was deliberately showing Aunt Ouyang’s private parts to the camera.

The feeling of displaying Aunt Ouyang like an auction item made me feel extremely insulted.

“Hmm…you little rascal…what are you going to do?”

“Mmm… Ah!” Aunt Ouyang’s voice was filled with seductive panting, which reminded me of that night during the National Day holiday when I almost had sex with Aunt Ouyang. She was panting like that too, and I almost couldn’t control myself.

Aunt Ouyang’s last “Ah” was because that bastard Zhao Chenyu was spreading her buttocks apart while gently blowing cold air onto her vulva and anus. The sudden stimulation caused Aunt Ouyang to instinctively clench her legs, and her vulva also tightened at the same time.

“Bastard!” Aunt Ouyang cursed softly, but there was still no disgust or anger of being insulted in her tone.

I had no idea what tricks Zhao Chenyu was up to. I just saw him chuckle and press his lips against the wet, pink vulva in front of him.

“ah–”

Having just adjusted to the cold air conditioning, her honeyed orifice was suddenly attacked by a warm sensation. Aunt Ouyang let out a high-pitched groan and her whole body trembled violently, as if releasing the tingling sensation brought about by the combination of cold and heat.

Zhao Chenyu took a deep breath and buried his head between Aunt Ouyang’s plump, round buttocks. The pink flesh of her buttocks gripped his face. He nuzzled her with his nose, sucked on her with his mouth, and frantically swept and eroded Aunt Ouyang’s honey hole with his tongue. He was as excited as if he were kissing her. The tender honey hole petals were under his control, and under the erosion of his mouth, they made more and more obvious “slurping” sounds.

“Mmm…hiss…uh…little…little”

Damn it… ah!

Although Aunt Ouyang was cursing Zhao Chenyu, her melodious moans didn’t stop at all. Not only that, the intense stimulation made her bury her head even deeper, her kneeling body trembling uncontrollably, her waist bent down almost touching the sofa, her legs, which were originally slightly closed, now spread apart uncontrollably, her right leg almost falling off the sofa, and her round buttocks involuntarily sticking up high, perhaps welcoming Zhao Chenyu’s licking.

And Zhao Chenyu, that bastard, was even more despicable. His mouth was licking Aunt Ouyang’s honey pot, while his fingers simultaneously slipped into Aunt Ouyang’s buttocks, caressing and touching Aunt Ouyang’s tender anus. This action caused Aunt Ouyang’s already trembling body to twist uncontrollably.

“Ah—uh! Xiaoyuzi…don’t touch that…ah…ah…pervert…ah!” Aunt Ouyang was stimulated and suddenly raised her head, then suddenly buried herself in the corner of the sofa in embarrassment. I guess she wanted to see what Zhao Chenyu was doing, but was too embarrassed.

The more Aunt Ouyang acted this way, the more excited Zhao Chenyu became. He forcefully pried open Aunt Ouyang’s buttocks with his other eight fingers, while his thumb burrowed into her cleft, teasing the delicate folds of her anus. His greedy mouth gurgled at Aunt Ouyang’s full, moist vulva, sucking on her tender labia. His lips squeezed her small, delicate labia minora, slowly opening them, while his nimble tongue darted into the delicious crevice, teasing the sensitive, hidden flesh. The hot nectar in Aunt Ouyang’s vulva gradually thickened, and her love juice flowed wildly. Judging from Zhao Chenyu’s greedy expression, Aunt Ouyang’s nectar must have a strong, sweet, feminine fragrance.

Have I tried it? I don’t think so… Damn it, why would I think that?

“Ah… Xiaoyu! You little rascal… you… ah… it’s so itchy… I can’t take it… uh! Stop… stop licking… I can’t hold back anymore…”

Aunt Ouyang had been licked by Zhao Chenyu before, but it was nothing compared to the stimulation this time. Her delicate body writhed as if electrocuted, her buttocks trembling like waves. It was clear that pleasure was surging through Aunt Ouyang’s body like a tide, her whole being overflowing with lust and desire. Soft, mature moans escaped from her buried head. Like an ostrich awaiting judgment, she buried her head deep in the ground, ignoring what the people outside were doing to her.

Damn it! Listening to Aunt Ouyang’s moans and staring at her writhing white buttocks, I gripped the blanket tightly. I couldn’t believe this was my Aunt Ouyang. Why was she like this? Why was she so obedient in enduring Zhao Chenyu’s humiliation, even actively getting entangled with him?

why is that?

Zhao Chenyu seemed to sense that Aunt Ouyang’s body was about to reach its limit. He used his two thumbs to pry open her tender anus and chrysanthemum petals even more forcefully. After licking the wet honey hole from bottom to top with his tongue a few times, he suddenly clenched his teeth and gently bit down on the pearl clitoris that was slightly exposed at the top of her labia.

“Ugh…!!” Aunt Ouyang’s head suddenly jerked up, and her whole body began to tremble wildly. Her jade hands gripped the sofa, her toes were tightly clenched together, and as she screamed loudly, her upturned peach buttocks shook wantonly, her honey hole contracted, and a large amount of crystal-clear lustful fluid gushed out from it, soaking Zhao Chenyu’s lower face and the sofa below his honey hole, reflecting the dim yellow light.

Aunt Ouyang…did she have an orgasm?

I glanced nervously at Chu Yun, who was still playing the game with the ping-pong keys clattering away. I quickly turned back and stared at the screen with a puzzled look.

“Well–”

“Well–”

Aunt Ouyang’s trembling gradually subsided. She rolled over and lay limply on the sofa, her face instantly covered by a red mask and veil. However, one could still see the ripples of spring water in her dark eyes and the warm, fragrant breaths escaping from her rosy mouth.

Zhao Chenyu stuck out his tongue and circled it around his lips before getting up and pressing it against Aunt Ouyang’s delicate body.

“You… little rascal!” Aunt Ouyang raised her hand to slap his face, but before she could reach Zhao Chenyu’s face, Zhao Chenyu grabbed her wrist and threw her away. Aunt Ouyang’s powerless arm instantly wrapped around his neck.

“Mmm—humph!” A muffled moan rang out as Zhao Chenyu’s mouth, moistened by lustful fluids, pressed against Aunt Ouyang’s rose-red lips in a blissful trance.

“Ugh! Hmm… Ugh! Ugh…” Aunt Ouyang’s moans grew increasingly lingering, each sound melodious and captivating, every note carrying a delicate, lingering tone, like soft silk wrapping around the heart, the echoes lingering and intoxicating, making one intoxicated by this erotic melody.

“Sister Lan, are you comfortable?” Zhao Chenyu asked with a grin.

“You little bastard!” Aunt Ouyang grabbed Zhao Chenyu’s ear and whispered a curse.

“Does your own vaginal fluid taste good?” Zhao Chenyu asked without changing his expression.

“Shut up, you’re the one who swears the most.” Aunt Ouyang spat, but her hand was stroking the back of Zhao Chenyu’s head.

“Is it dirty? No, there was so much water down there just now. I ate my fill. It was so fragrant and sweet, it was really delicious.” Zhao Chenyu closed his eyes, looking like he was enjoying a delicious meal.

“You shameless little brat!” Aunt Ouyang turned her face away and ignored him.

“Sister Lan, touch it, it’s missed you so much!” Zhao Chenyu pulled Aunt Ouyang’s hand and placed it on his bulging crotch.

Aunt Ouyang hesitated for a moment, but Zhao Chenyu still took her hand and touched her.

“So big…” Aunt Ouyang exclaimed more than once.

“Yeah, I missed you so much.” Zhao Chenyu hummed contentedly.

“What are you doing, pointing upwards?” Aunt Ouyang asked. I followed her arm and saw her hand moving from Zhao Chenyu’s crotch to his belly button. Moreover, Zhao Chenyu’s underwear was pulled up very high, almost covering his stomach, which looked very strange, but it made the shape of his penis very prominent.

“Yeah… it’s too tight down there, so let’s go up. Plus, it looks better when your dick is sticking up, hehe.” Zhao Chenyu swayed his hips, letting his penis rub against Aunt Ouyang’s delicate hand through her underwear.

“Hmph, ugly thing!” Aunt Ouyang scolded softly.

“It’s something to make my dear sister comfortable, Sister Lan. Let’s go upstairs. I’ve already prepared the master bedroom upstairs,” Zhao Chenyu said eagerly.

“Look at you, so impatient, like a dog in heat. You should have gone up there already. Why are you making such a fuss here? Aren’t you afraid someone will see?” Aunt Ouyang poked his forehead.

“It’s alright, they won’t notice. I’ve already checked,” Zhao Chenyu said with a smile.

Let’s go.

“Don’t go, I’ll hold you.” Zhao Chenyu jumped off the sofa like a monkey, parted Aunt Ouyang’s long legs, and lifted her up by the back of her legs with both hands.

“Ah…” Aunt Ouyang hugged his neck tightly, as if she were hanging on him.

“Let’s go upstairs and let my dear Lan-jie enjoy even more pleasurable sex!”

“screw you!”

Amidst Aunt Ouyang’s disgusted voice, Zhao Chenyu and she disappeared from the camera’s view. Compared to the initial scene, there were two fewer people, but there was an extra pair of black lace panties and yellowish, sticky fluid on the sofa.

The screen gradually went black, but Zhao Chenyu’s voice could be heard through the headphones.

“Sister Lan, have you ever tried doing this while hugging me, like in this position right now…?”

The sound faded into the distance until the screen went completely dark.

The video has ended, but the post continues.

Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve specially shown off L’s hot mom’s honey pot this time! Isn’t it incredibly tender? It’s hard to believe she’s a mature woman who’s given birth, right? And L’s hot mom’s daughter, my senior, not only inherited L’s beauty and temperament in appearance, but she’s even surpassed her mother in figure. My senior is a bit taller than L, and while L is a C+, I estimate my senior is a true D! However, my senior’s buttocks aren’t as plump as L’s, but that’s understandable; that’s the difference between a young girl and a mature woman, isn’t it? I believe that after giving birth, my senior will only be even sexier than L, haha.

(Damn it! This Zhao Chenyu, not only is he monopolizing Aunt Ouyang, but he’s also fantasizing about my girlfriend!)

Of course, you have to eat one bite at a time, and things have to be done step by step. I’ll take care of hot mom L first, and once she becomes my bitch, then we’ll talk about other things.

Keep reading, everyone, something even more exciting is coming.