Tang Feng looked at the horny Wang Qian and squatted down.
He reached out toward the space between her legs, which was already moist.
Gently, he started to caress her there.
"Mmm... it feels so good, hubby, you're touching me so nicely, hurry up, eat up my big white melon!"
Wang Qian moaned lasciviously.
With both hands, she held her big white melon out for Tang Feng to take into his mouth.
Tang Feng eyed the tender and dripping white melon, licked his lips, but did not open his mouth to take a bite.
Instead, he said to the turned-on Wang Qian, "Aren't you afraid your aunt will hear us later!"
"As they say, at thirty a woman is like a wolf, and at forty, a tiger!"
"Your aunt is at that age when she's most starved for it, what if she hears us and gets all worked up!"
"If she can't sleep all night, you'll be the one at loss!"
Wang Qian immediately replied, "That won't happen, my mom doesn't have those desires anymore!"
