Fourth Aunt's words were very implicit, but that didn't prevent Yang Fan from deciphering the permissive answer from her tone.
In an environment that was absolutely safe, where they wouldn't be discovered, it was permissible.
However, what constituted an absolutely safe environment probably depended on Fourth Aunt's mood.
But what could be certain was that she didn't object to having more of these pleasant encounters with Yang Fan in the future.
Although they were talking, it didn't interfere with Fourth Aunt's highly elastic buttocks colliding with Yang Fan's lower abdomen time after time. Each of her thrusts was forceful, reaching her deepest parts.
Yang Fan reached out and grasped Fourth Aunt's slightly sagging, soft and full breasts, gently pinched the little red bead that adorned them, and then twisted it from side to side.
