"Mm~~~"
The seductive sounds emanating from the phone stimulated Qin Chuan's nerves.
Unbidden, the images of his stepmother and Aunt Luo surfaced in his mind.
The two in the room were without a stitch of clothing.
Delicate skin, fairer than snow, entwined graceful bodies with one another.
Making one's blood boil with excitement.
Although both women were past the age of thirty.
But at this age, a woman's figure and life experience are at their peak.
No longer holding the naivety of a young girl, yet showing few traces of time.
Women of this age often possess the allure of maturity, able to showcase the most perfect side of their femininity.
Moreover, the most important thing is their current actions.
They were actually comforting each other in the room.
Through the phone.
Suddenly, Qin Chuan felt a sense of voyeurism, nervous yet thrilling, the imagery in his mind wouldn't fade away.
As a young man full of vigor, how could he withstand such a stimulation?
Yet, Qin Chuan, who was supposed to hang up, was inexplicably listening throughout.
Only when the phone emitted a series of intense, high-pitched sounds did he reluctantly hang up.
His stepmother and Aunt Luo had finished, but Qin Chuan's side was still raging and bold.
He hurriedly took a cold shower, hoping to calm himself down.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, his mind involuntarily envisioned the bewitchingly beautiful face of his stepmother, feeling she was looking at him with unfulfilled desire.
Of course, along with Aunt Luo's seductive figure and alluring gaze.
At this moment, Qin Chuan felt they were right in front of him, calling to him in the most alluring manner.
"Qin Chuan, what are you thinking? That's your charming aunt!"
Qin Chuan quickly opened his eyes, inwardly berating himself, then swiftly finished his shower and returned to his room in a hurry.
"Phew!"
Back in his room, Qin Chuan struggled to calm his emotions.
Yet deep within, it felt as if a torrent of fire was burning, keeping him awake.
He dared not even close his eyes.
Since upon closing them, all he thought about was his stepmother and Aunt Luo.
Thus, he persisted until ten in the evening.
Qin Chuan assumed both his stepmother and Aunt Luo had gone to sleep, yet unexpectedly, he heard the sound of the door lock being turned in the direction of the door.
"Who!"
Qin Chuan quickly pulled a quilt over himself to cover his crotch.
No way, it was still in a state of bold readiness.
"Shh!"
A mature, alluring figure appeared in the room, flicked the light on with a click.
"Luo… Luo Aunt, why are you…"
Qin Chuan's tongue seemed tied in a knot, stammering for ages, unable to form a coherent sentence.
He stared straight at Aunt Luo, feeling as if his soul was ensnared by her.
A strap black nightdress adorned Aunt Luo's body, enveloping her mature, voluptuous figure.
The hem of the nightdress barely covered her bottom; as she walked, her buttocks swayed, almost revealing the lace panties worn underneath.
Moreover, the dress's neckline was designed with a V-shape, exposing large swathes of fair skin, accentuating Aunt Luo's rounded and full bosom exquisitely.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan, already overwhelmed by heat, felt it surge into his chest once more.
His eyes glued to Aunt Luo's graceful form, his mind inevitably picturing the moment she takes off her nightdress.
At this moment, Aunt Luo tip-toed, gracefully approached.
The nightdress swayed gently on her, the snowy whiteness of her chest seemingly wanting to burst forth.
Qin Chuan's eyes glazed over a bit.
Aunt Luo smiled satisfactorily, then went to sit on the edge of his bed, supporting herself with her hands, leaning her body forward, face drawing close to Qin Chuan.
"Did you hear everything? Was Sister Mei's moaning nice?"
Aunt Luo provocatively teased.
Qin Chuan swallowed and only felt a parched throat, his entire body ablaze with unbearable heat.
Suddenly!
His peripheral vision caught sight of Aunt Luo's chest.
The neckline of the dress drooped downward, leaving Aunt Luo's ample bosom exposed to Qin Chuan's view.
Braless!
Not wearing!
Gasp!
Qin Chuan widened his eyes, locked onto Aunt Luo's exaggerated F-cups.
Snowy and rounded F-cups, remarkably unrestrained.
"Is it beautiful?"
Aunt Luo chuckled lightly, her fingers hooked the neckline, gently pulling it down.
Qin Chuan nodded instinctively.
Before he could respond, Aunt Luo swiftly pulled the straps off both shoulders, then straddled Qin Chuan, hooking his neck gently with her hands.
"Does it look even better this way?" Aunt Luo said seductively.
Qin Chuan was left stunned, looking at the unreservedly unveiled bosom, unable to resist the urge to taste it.
"Want a taste?" Aunt Luo saw through Qin Chuan's thoughts.
Qin Chuan flushed red, feeling somewhat embarrassed, yet instinctively nodded.
Aunt Luo grinned, then proactively lifted her bosom, presenting it to Qin Chuan's lips.
Qin Chuan licked his lips, swiftly tasted a small bite like a dragonfly skimming water.
"Mm~"
Aunt Luo emitted a soft moan, unsatisfied, gently pressed Qin Chuan's head tighter against her chest.
Gasp!
Qin Chuan took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and indulged in sucking eagerly.
"Mm~~~"
Aunt Luo's face immediately flushed with two enchanting blushes, her mature body beginning to quiver slightly.
While Qin Chuan instinctively sucked on one side and kneaded the other with his hand.
Delicately full, elastic.
It fulfilled all his previous fantasies.
Gradually, Aunt Luo couldn't take it anymore.
She straddled Qin Chuan, lowering her head to start kissing Qin Chuan.
Ape-pink tongue, nimble and elastic, like a little snake, wily craving within Qin Chuan's mouth.
Qin Chuan became utterly roused by her provocations.
Only felt that beneath the waist, something was eager to leap out.
At this moment, neither spoke a word.
Everything, responded with actions, echoed each other's fervor.
Aunt Luo's tongue left Qin Chuan's mouth, began to tease other parts.
Ears, neck, chest…
This is the essence of mature women.
She knows how to entice a man, knows where a man is sensitive, knows how to give a man the best experience.
She teased along the way, finally kneeling or lying between Qin Chuan's legs.
Then, without a word, she directly stripped off Qin Chuan's pants and the inner underwear.
Instantly, a pillar stood proudly upright.
Vigorous and bold.
At that moment, Qin Chuan saw a full passion in Aunt Luo's eyes.
Like a lioness in heat, she fixed her gaze on the prey before her.
"Nicely clean, so fragrant."
Aunt Luo came close to sniff, a pleased smile on her lips.
Qin Chuan felt ashamed to death, feeling like digging a hole to hide in.
Before he could react, Aunt Luo already tossed aside her nightdress and lace panties.
At this moment, Qin Chuan finally saw Aunt Luo's mature and voluptuous body.
Her abundant, rounded chest, trim waist without an ounce of fat, her pert and delicate derrière, simply a masterpiece by the hands of God, leaving him ablaze with excitement.
Sadly, before he could appreciate it further, Aunt Luo urgently lay on him: "Little Chuan, from now on, Aunt Luo is your little b*tch."
"Master, the little b*tch is safe today, needn't wear it."
"Master, fill the little b*tch up."
Gasp~~~
Hearing those words, Qin Chuan, like an erupting volcano, could bear it no longer…