It wasn't just Zhang Yang who was struggling to hold back, but Chen Yun, feeling the scorching touch of his large hand massaging the edge of her bikini area, felt like she was going insane.
In her heart, there seemed to be only one voice begging Zhang Yang to stop torturing her.
Urgently, she wished for him to place his hand where no one had touched in so long, at the very core of her desire, hoping Zhang Yang would caress her vigorously, even if a bit roughly.
But these words, she truly couldn't say them out loud.
So she could only bite her red lips tightly, her originally fair cheeks turning crimson, and her hands clutching the sheets even tighter.
This very contradiction between wanting and restraining herself made Zhang Yang's desire surge even higher.
Not to mention, this was his future mother-in-law.
This stimulation, both physical and psychological, was intoxicating.
The only consolation for Zhang Yang was that this was his girlfriend's stepmother, so he didn't feel any aversion or guilt in his heart.
The desire to win Chen Yun's heart grew even stronger.
At this moment, the thought became utterly uncontrollable; the two of them were like magnets to each other, irresistibly attracted and unable to resist.
Finally, Chen Yun couldn't take it anymore. Her voice was filled with pleading and urgency, "Zhang Yang, don't torture Aunt Yun anymore. I'm so itchy right now."
"Where are you itchy?" Zhang Yang asked with a sly smile on his face.
Then, he suddenly pressed down on those soft folds, "Is it here that you're itchy?"
"Ah!!!"
Chen Yun threw back her head, and the voice she had been suppressing finally burst forth.
With that one move, Chen Yun felt as though she was about to come.
"Keep going, Zhang Yang, right there, Auntie is so itchy, please help Auntie, okay?"
As she spoke, Chen Yun actively flipped over, lying on the bed, now completely exposing her entire body to Zhang Yang's view.
Chen Yun didn't dare to look at Zhang Yang, but she asked with some trembling, "Zhang Yang, could you also give Auntie a breast massage?"
Looking at her exaggerated breasts, as big as Shandong buns, Zhang Yang felt that even two hands might not be enough to grasp them.
The key point was, despite their size and her age, there was no sign of sagging.
They just naturally splayed to the sides, like incredibly soft and springy large buns.
As one would expect from the owner of a beauty salon, she evidently spared no expense in her body maintenance.
Seeing Zhang Yang not acting immediately, Chen Yun finally couldn't resist opening her eyes to steal a look, and when she saw Zhang Yang staring intently at her chest, her cheeks instantly heated up.
"Do they look good?"
Chen Yun was very confident in her figure.
And just as Zhang Yang thought, she was very meticulous about maintaining her body.
"Beautiful, Aunt Yun, you're really stunning."
Chen Yun felt pleased at heart, then she actively grabbed Zhang Yang's other hand and placed it on the snowy-white bun.
Seeing Chen Yun take the initiative like this, Zhang Yang didn't hold back. He began to play with them, alternating between gentle and firm touches.
Very quickly, the pink grapes, several sizes larger than Xia Xue's and Xiao Man's, became firm and tempting.
Zhang Yang bent down abruptly and took a grape into his mouth.
"Ah!! So comfortable!"
The long-missed pleasure made Chen Yun tightly embrace Zhang Yang's head as if she desperately wanted him to suck even harder.
Every now and then, Zhang Yang would gently bite with his teeth, causing Chen Yun's body to tremble.
Her lower abdomen also involuntarily pulsed up and down.
Zhang Yang's hand began to gently knead the sensitive bikini area through her panties.
The cotton fabric beneath her underwear was already soaked through, clearly revealing the contours of those two soft mounds of flesh.
With Zhang Yang's caressing, the deluge of waters poured out ceaselessly.
Chen Yun's eyes also became increasingly clouded with passion, and at this moment, she couldn't even care about Xia Xue being at home.
She felt too comfortable, too ecstatic, not having felt such intense passion in a long while.
This sensation had made her forget herself, feeling as though she finally became a normal woman again.
Seeing Chen Yun in such a seductive and passionate state, Zhang Yang also felt Big Baby harden outrageously.
He had already been on the brink with Xia Xue before, and Big Baby had experienced a major rise and fall. Now, it stood erect again because of Chen Yun, and he felt that if he were to suppress it again, Big Baby might go on strike.
The discomfort was truly unbearable.
Zhang Yang released the plump grape and whispered, "Aunt Yun, I can't take it anymore."
Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Chen Yun also didn't know what to do.
"Zhang Yang, what should we do then? You are Xiao Man's boyfriend, Auntie can't..."
Chen Yun was also feeling extremely conflicted, on one hand feeling that her actions were absurd, and on the other hand wanting to continue.
Zhang Yang held his wet hand in front of Aunt Yun and shook it, "Aunt Yun, look, this is all your wetness. My fingers are overflowing through the underwear like this. Aren't you satisfied with just this?"
Chen Yun shook her head. How could she possibly be satisfied?
"But... maybe I could use my hand to help you out, Zhang Yang, Auntie really can't..."
Not waiting for Zhang Yang's agreement, she actively sat up and began to remove Zhang Yang's boxers bit by bit.
When she truly laid eyes on Zhang Yang's Big Baby, even with mental preparation, Chen Yun couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"How can it be so big?"
Chen Yun was no longer a young girl; with her man not up to the task, of course, she had only herself for comfort over the years.
Naturally, she had watched "many a little movie," with European and American films being her favorite.
She hadn't expected Zhang Yang's size to match those of European and American men.
It was too exaggerated, a true gift among Asians.
Besides being shocked, she was filled with joy and couldn't help but grab it with both hands.
The scalding, thick touch made Chen Yun's heart flutter uncontrollably.
The rush of masculine scent drew Chen Yun in even closer.
Seeing Chen Yun's reaction, Zhang Yang couldn't help revealing a hint of a smug smile.
Just as Chen Yun was confident about her figure, Zhang Yang certainly had his own pride, and he was well aware of how potent that asset was before a famished married woman.
"Aunt Yun, do you like it?" Zhang Yang asked with a teasing look on his face.
Chen Yun gave Zhang Yang a coquettish look, and then she actually nodded vigorously.
Right now, she was indeed eager to find out what it felt like if such a Big Baby were to penetrate her.
Zhang Yang pressed his advantage, "Aunt Yun, I don't want to use my hand. I want... to be inside you."
This was not the time to be shy.
Zhang Yang straightforwardly spoke his mind.
Chen Yun couldn't utter any words of refusal, but she felt a heavy sense of guilt in her heart.
All she could do was plead with Zhang Yang, "Can it just be for a little while? Then we'll still finish it outside."
Upon hearing Chen Yun actually agree, Zhang Yang naturally nodded eagerly.
Even if it was just to try it out, it would be great; he had never experienced it before.
Chen Yun didn't want to hold back anymore either. She lay back down on the bed and then took off her damp underwear herself.