Chen Yun tiptoed and trapped Zhang Yang's Big Baby between her legs.
She immediately felt that fiery and erect monstrosity pressing against her below, and just like that, they began rubbing back and forth.
Zhang Yang's heart burst with joy; after their previous intimate encounter, Chen Yun had become as open and bold as if having her meridians unblocked.
"Zhang Yang, do you like Aunt Yun?"
Chen Yun wrapped her arms around Zhang Yang's neck, gazing into his eyes with deep affection as she asked.
Seeing Chen Yun breathe out her infatuated breaths, Zhang Yang also grabbed those substantial peaks and replied, "I like, super like."
Chen Yun exuded mature charm all over, a flavor unique to young wives that was truly captivating.
This unique quality was something Cheng Yue and Xia Xue did not possess.
"Zhang Yang, your aunt only regrets not meeting you when I was younger."
