At this moment, Aunt Liu's craving was completely aroused by me, her eyes half-closed, incessantly moaning, her body trembling ever more intensely.
When I touched that mysterious area, I suddenly found that she was thoroughly wet.
Initially, there was some resistance, but gradually, she began to respond actively to me, even continually seeking more.
She was already in a state of half-drunk, half-awake, which made her desires emerge quicker.
I embraced her and walked a few steps to the massage bed, rolling onto it with her and continuing to kiss.
Soon, I stripped off her clothes.
When I reached out to pull down her panties, she seemed to become somewhat conscious, suddenly clamping my arm with her legs.
I wanted to force it, but Aunt Liu's strength was so formidable, even my other hand failed to pry her legs apart.
"Xiao Xu, no... we can't, I… I haven't washed yet." She panted fiercely, her face flushed red, as if she was drunk, yet also bewitched.
