Those perfect and slender jade legs, the stuff of many villagers' dreams, were now being touched wantonly by Chen Xiaolong.
In an instant, Xiaolong felt an immense sense of achievement. Starting from the ankles, he gently stroked upward along the calf, occasionally caressing, occasionally scratching lightly, stimulating Aunt Liang Cuiping's long-silent heart.
The aunt, who had lived alone for so long, couldn't stand such torment, and her reaction grew bigger, her whole body trembling.
Despite her best efforts to control herself, the continuous waves of sensation made it difficult for her to keep herself in check.
"Huff, huff."
Her rapid breathing escaped from her mouth, even carrying a tinge of moans and gasps.
The aunt's leg also stopped moving, letting Xiaolong take advantage of her without restraint.
Seeing this, Xiaolong grew even bolder and took another step forward, directly touching Aunt Liang's thigh.
