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As she spoke, Auntie Caili crashed into my arms like a scorching fireball, grabbing my hand and stuffing it inside her neckline.
I seized the opportunity and grabbed hold of that slippery fullness, kneading it vigorously from side to side.
It seemed Auntie Caili wore only a thin nightgown, under which her enormous breasts swayed left and right like two full balloons in sync with her movements.
After toying with them for a brief moment, I reached up Auntie Caili's nightgown, slipping my hand under the thin fabric.
Touch was scalding and silky, like a pool of boiling spring water.
My fingers began to slide up and down the crevice.
Auntie Caili's body suddenly went limp, she moaned softly, whispering dreamily, "Go inside, I can't take it anymore, you're making me uncomfortable."
"You want me to fill it up already?" I teased sinisterly.
Auntie Caili whined, "Stop it, I've been thinking about it all day long, do you think I want it or not?"
