"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Yang Huixin's delicate body kept trembling, her cries were high-pitched and rapid.
For her, such stimulation was too intense to bear; she could only keep tossing her hair and screaming to vent.
And just a short while into the assault, her lower region started to overflow, her juices gushing out, drenching my palm.
Between her thighs was already a slick wetness.
I was extremely aroused, the taste of her luscious Peach Garden was too enchanting, and her high-pitched cries, in her soft coquettish voice, were even more seductive!
I really wanted to keep touching her, to bring her to the peak, to see her pretty face flushed with pleasure, but after hesitating and struggling, I still didn't dare.
After all, she was Qianqian's mom, what I was doing was inappropriate, plus, I was afraid she wouldn't be able to handle it. She'd been quite resistant earlier, and if I had brought her to climax, it would have been bad if she got angry.
