Wang Yunyao was briefly at a loss. After a moment she said, "But the bet was about how long it would take to make him come, not how long he'd take to finish. So you still lost."
"Exactly. From the start, we said we were timing how long it took to make him come," Su Mengyun added in Wang Yunyao's defense.
"All right," Su Mengyan conceded, then shot her son a glare.
"This is all your fault for being so weak. Couldn't you have held out five more seconds?"
"You can't blame Yue'er. If anyone's to blame, it's Mom for being so irresistible. She did what no one else could," Su Mengyun said with a laugh.
"Yue'er, be honest. Does rubbing your cock against Grandma's pussy feel better than rubbing it against Auntie's?"
"No, you're all equally good. Grandma just pressed down too hard at the end, and I couldn't hold back," Wang Yue replied, making sure not to offend anyone.
"That's because you made your grandma feel so good," Wang Yunyao teased.
