Before Edna knew what was happening, her right hand was already extending towards Son Aeric's shorts, reaching for the bulge as she bit her lower lip nervously.
With Aeric's words guiding her, her fingers felt the bulge and she instinctively shrieked, pulling her arm back.
Aeric smirked. "Come on, Lady Edna. It's not going to bite."
She looked at him with her nervous face — a face that knew that she shouldn't be doing what she was doing and yet she desperately wanted to. However, the reason she had pulled her hand away so quickly was because she just couldn't believe how massive it felt when she touched it.
Taking a deep breath, she reached for it again, her fingers trembling with a mix of trepidation and unbridled lust. This time, her palm rested on top of the bulge and she slowly began caressing it while staring at it with a salivating mouth.
