I took a deep breath, "Okay, I’ll answer you, I haven’t slept with Tao yet, is that clear enough?"
Song Ruoyun’s eyes showed a flash of surprise, along with a hint of delight.
But she seed hesitant, "But I saw you two on the stairs, so intimate like that."
"I knew Aunt Song saw us. Can you tell how you feel about it?"
"No, why don’t you answer first?"
Song Ruoyun looked at , her eyes flowing.
Yet the intense suppression was slowly dissipating.
Perhaps because nothing substantial happened between Tao Ying and .
This way she would feel less guilty.
"Aunt Song, I’m indeed very close with Tao, but it ends there. I swear I haven’t slept with her!"
As soon as I finished speaking, Song Ruoyun seed to relax as if a heavy weight had been lifted.
She gently spread her legs.
Letting feel more comfortable, more indulgent, savoring the fragrance of her shapely hips!
At the sa ti, she slightly moved her body, leaning closer towards .
The two big lons in front of her chest almost pressed against my face, and her scent filled my breath.
"Then tell , are you sincere with Tao?"
Song Ruoyun finished speaking, her face full of complex emotions.
She seed to hope that I’d abandon Tao Ying first to eliminate any distinctions in identity.
But as a stepmother, she also wished for Tao Ying’s happiness.
"Aunt Song, that’s the second question now, it’s your turn to answer ."
My legs suddenly trembled violently.
Song Ruoyun’s light body leapt high.
But when she sat down again, contacting my pants.
The extre pleasure instantly reached its peak.
"Ah! Hiss!"
Her jade-like back arched, her face flushed.
Her high-pitched cries were heard by several people sitting nearby.
Luckily, the movie had already started, and the opening sound effects were loud.
And the people nearby saw us heat up but didn’t disturb us, as there were also a few couples cuddling in the other seats.
But she was too shy to face anyone: "Zhang Yang, can I choose not to answer?"
"No, Aunt Song, I already answered you, or else I’ll just..."
I held a big lon in one hand, continuing to indulge.
While the other hand hugged her waist and secretly slid down under her skirt.
Her fitted skirt was very thin and soft, allowing to easily explore.
Song Ruoyun shivered.
She spoke frantically, "Don’t, I’ll tell you, I’m a normal woman too, honestly, seeing you two close excites !"
After she said this, it seed like she lost her spine, completely relaxing onto .
This also partially confird my suspicion.
In the unexpected living room encounter, she hadn’t spoken out because she secretly longed for it as well.
My heart grew even hotter and bolder, "Have you ever thought about having sothing happen with ?"
"How am I supposed to answer such a question, Zhang Yang, can we not discuss this anymore?"
Song Ruoyun was extrely embarrassed and seed slightly guilty.
"Alright, I won’t discuss it, but Aunt Song, can I call you Sister Song?"
Song Ruoyun was older than , yet she felt like a sa-age sister.
"How would Tao feel about you calling that?"
"How about this, when Tao is around, I’ll call you Aunt Song, and when she’s not, I’ll call you Sister Song."
When I said this, Song Ruoyun’s heart trembled, with a little bit of glee in her expression.
Because being called this made her feel young and close.
"Do as you like, but Tao will be back soon!"
"I can see when she’s back. Sister Song, can I hug you for another five minutes? Your body is so comfortable, I almost want to be Tao’s stepdad."
"Nonsense, why are you thinking about such things? You can hug, hmm, for at most one minute!"
Song Ruoyun wanted to separate.
But the comfort made her reluctantly bite her lip, compromising for a minute.
I clearly understood, she was trying to cover up her excitent, my hand moved, and imdiately explored into her fitted skirt...
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