'Tch. I'm indeed a villain.'
After that, he didn't think much and swung his tongue inside Margaret's mouth to catch hers while exchanging saliva.
"Mmm..."
Margaret tried to breathe through her nose while moaning into his mouth, clearly aroused.
She didn't know why, but she didn't reject this nephew and even liked him a bit.
Seeing her reaction and cooperation, Ian wasn't just satisfied with this.
So, his hands on her waist began to go downward toward her perky butt while his erect rod snuggled against her mysterious place.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Margaret was surprised, let out a cry, and asked in nervousness, completely breaking her earlier character. Her heavy breathing brushed against Ian's face, making him feel intoxicated.
Ian looked at her girly temperament, a stark contrast to before, and smiled slyly.
