Liu Yiru's face flushed with embarrassment. Her son's toe had been tolerable when it was outside, but now that it was inside, it was far from satisfying. Having experienced the full force of her son's large member, she was hardly going to be content with just a toe.
Instead of easing her itch, it only intensified her desire.
Coupled with her daughter's seemingly innocent yet continually embarrassing comments, Liu Yiru felt she couldn't let things continue like this. Otherwise, she was sure to be overwhelmed by a mix of shame and longing.
Gently shifting her body backward, she disengaged from her son's toe, which had only exacerbated the emptiness and itchiness she felt.
Liu Yiru stood up and said, "You guys start eating. I'll warm up some milk for you." With that, she walked toward the kitchen.
