Ah!
A slightly painful, yet satisfying and extremely exhilarating long moan, Xia Bei gradually sank into an incredibly warm, moist, and tightly folded embrace, feeling ecstatic beyond imagination.
Auntie was in her forties, yet she was still tight.
Moreover, more mature and moist, more able to accept him.
"Jing Feng, hurry! Let mom..."
Auntie shuddered with pleasure, turning her head, that beautiful, mature face, full of lascivious and wanton expression, continually emitting high-pitched, soul-stirring cries, filling the entire living room.
The last shred of Xia Bei's rationality was also lost, under the enormous physiological and psychological stimulation, he started moving, plowing tirelessly, his mind also recalled from time to time, Auntie's mocking, disdainful look towards him, making his anger surge, wanting to fiercely avenge her, humiliate her.
Now his identity wasn't her unrelated nephew, but son-in-law, which made him feel an incredibly strong stimulation.
