The aunt narrowed her eyes, her body tensed, her toes curled up to grip Zhao An's tongue. In that mont, she exuded a mature allure. Her vagina beca airtight, tightly enveloping Zhao An, excruciatingly comfortable. Even after orgasm, her vagina continued to wriggle and tighten, moving from the opening all the way to her uterus, precisely stroking the man's penis from its base to its glans, squeezing out any remaining sen from the urethra. The opening of her uterus acted like a small mouth, greedily sucking in the sen, unwilling to let go of even a single drop. Such wonderful sen, let it remain in the womb for fertilization!
The two exchanged glances and kissed once more, the intense, tingling pleasure drawing them closer. Status and age were rely factors that heightened their excitent; apart from these factors, love between n and won was just that.
The aunt, watching from the side, felt a surge of excitent, but she continued to cook quickly. Zhao An's waist shook vigorously several tis, shaking out the remaining sen in his urethra. Only then did the man pull out his penis. "Pop!" Another obscene sound, born from the extrely slippery vagina and the sufficiently hard penis. Watching the thick, white sen, still in a semi-liquid state, slowly ooze out of the vagina and trickle down the vaginal opening, the image of his conquest filled the man with imnse excitent. His penis, freshly ejaculated, beca erect again under this stimulation, even harder than before!
My aunt imdiately grabbed a cup to collect the spilled sen. She watched as the vagina, still unable to close, opened and closed, a two-finger-wide opening opening wide and revealing the tender flesh within.
Zhao An caressed his aunt's hips. "My dear wife, it's your turn tonight. I'm going to fill your cunt!"
His aunt wiggled her hips. "Well, go out first. Eat your fill. I'll be waiting."
"Call husband!" Zhao An squeezed his aunt's plump buttocks, which were incredibly elastic.
"Husband!" his aunt called out coquettishly, shy inside but natural in her tone. She was used to this kind of thing. Even with the generational gap between them, they were still so loving.
Zhao An left the kitchen refreshed. His aunt was still there, drinking his sen and cleaning up the ss. There was a pool of sen on the marble stovetop, slling fishy. He needed to deal with it.
He picked up a large bowl of noodles and quickly devoured it, as if trying to make up for lost energy. He still had to continue his work tonight.
Grandma asked, sowhat bewilderedly, "Xiao An, are you hungry?"
"Yes, I need to replenish my energy," Zhao An said with a smile, continuing to devour his noodles.
"What were you and your aunt doing in there? Why so long?" Grandma feigned ignorance, eager to see her grandson's response.
"Oh, there was a problem with the plumbing. My aunt and I fixed it. I'm an expert at plumbing, and I do it all the ti at ho." Zhao An cleverly made an analogy. It was indeed plumbing, but he was just unclogging his aunt's pipe.
Grandma rolled her eyes. "Then you have to be careful."
"It's always been safe, don't worry." Zhao An humd a little, continuing to eat his noodles.
In reality, everyone knew exactly what Zhao An was doing in there, but they just didn't say anything. With enough experience, such things beco as simple as eating and drinking.
"Xiao Fei, don't be shy. Treat this place like your own, okay?" Mother said to Zhao Fei, sipping her chicken soup. They used to be colleagues, but Zhao Fei was a trainee lawyer and a student of Chai Miaoyu's.
"Okay, I understand. Thanks, Mom, Auntie," Zhao Fei said, quickly changing the subject, since Grandma didn't know.
Grandma felt a little helpless. She had already guessed that most won were having affairs with her grandson. But so what? Should she tell anyone? The parties involved didn't object, so why should she, an old lady, care so much?
The younger and older aunts were still flirting in the kitchen, their laughter punctuating their bell-like laughter.
Mature won who are sexually satisfied are always optimistic, and they are also more gentle, considerate, and obedient to their n.
"It was enjoyable just now, wasn't it? If it weren't for the range hood, your voices would have been heard," the older aunt said, covering her mouth with her hand as she giggled, teasing her younger sister.
"Then you better be careful tonight, don't let Mom find out," the aunt teased back. The sisters often served Zhao An together, either as a twin or as a mother-daughter duo with her daughter.
After eating and drinking, they naturally continued their boasting and prepared for bed. That night, they blatantly went to see the eldest aunt, and made her feel completely ecstatic.
Two days passed quickly. After cleaning the house in their hotown and arranging the plumbing and electricity, Zhao An and his family left the countryside, likely returning only when they had ti.
Upon hearing that Zhao An was coming, the female anchors rushed back on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year; after all, they still had to travel.
Grandma was temporarily staying in the villa. The complex would be finished in two months, and the progress was rapid. By then, they could officially move in, and there would be no need for the hassle of buying a house. They could divide their own territory however they wanted, without any hassle.
For the next three days, Zhao An took advantage of his vacation to take his female anchors to the snowy city to see the ice sculptures, admire the scenery, and experience the feeling of snow, snowball fights, and making snown.
My mother didn't go with them, but stayed ho to recuperate. With her aunt and younger aunt by her side, and her grandmother also there, she wouldn't be so lonely.
During the trip, Zhao An took nurous photos, having pregnant anchors like Zhang Qige stand together in their underwear, caressing their bellies, to show off his achievents. All these beautiful won were his, all pregnant by him!
Although this was embarrassing, no one objected. Zhao An was a king, able to do whatever he pleased. He dominated these won, and so did everything.
For three days, he didn't answer his phone, but instead toyed with all sorts of won. Besides the pregnant ones, there were also the non-pregnant ones. The pregnant anchors broadcast live, boasting about their trips, stays in presidential suites, and all-you-can-eat buffets. The non-pregnant ones served Zhao An, using their young and beautiful bodies to satisfy his lust.
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