Chapter 13: The Startled Beautiful Mature Woman (3)

Chapter 13: The Startled Beautiful Mature Woman (3)

The masked youth crowded against her, his eyes feasting on her beautiful features, his nose savoring the fragrant and intoxicating scent of her delicate body, his body enjoying the soft plumpness of her curves, his mind intoxicated as he grinned wickedly and threatened: "In that case, I suppose I'll have to strike first, simply kill and silence you, end this once and for all, and eliminate this future trouble!"

"Go ahead and kill me then, anyway you saved me, so this life of mine has always belonged to you sooner or later," Luo Shuang only then noticed the youth's burning hot gaze lingering and wandering across her slender neck and full breasts, and she caught the strong, intense masculine aura radiating from the boy's body, which flustered her heart and made her stammer shyly: "I'd rather die by your hands than die at the hands of those black and white demons who are like pigs..." Only after finishing did she realize how easily her words could be misunderstood, and her blush deepened with embarrassment.

"Does auntie really think that way? You're really not afraid I might also kill and silence you?" The masked youth looked down from her low neckline and could clearly see the white and deep cleavage, along with a pair of delicate, perky, round, creamy breasts, and combined with the soft plumpness of her body, he could no longer control himself. He brought his swollen, hard dick unscrupulously close, pressing it firmly against Luo Shuang's flat, soft lower belly.

Luo Shuang felt once again his youthful precocity, her heart flustered as she looked at him, wanting to push him away but afraid of hurting his pride.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Lu, I didn't mean to!" The masked youth spoke in a low voice against Luo Shuang's tender earlobe, forcing his lower body to maintain some distance from her belly.

Luo Shuang saw the masked youth starting to feel somewhat embarrassed, his eyes revealing the shyness of a big boy, very much like how her nephew often acted coquettishly and mischievously before her. In her heart, she didn't blame him too much. She discovered that the little brat's eyes were unscrupulously focused on her high, full, creamy breasts, lingering and wandering there. The two of them maintained such close physical contact that she could clearly smell the intense masculine aura of a young man from his body, a scent that set the mature woman's heart racing in a confused frenzy, her mind somewhat wandering.

"I can't beat you in a fight, and I don't want to run away either, anyway this life was saved by you, if you want to kill me to silence me, I have no complaints!" Luo Shuang murmured miserably with her eyes slightly closed, "Go ahead!"

"Alas, these hands of mine have never bullied a woman, let alone kill one who is defenseless!" The masked youth saw Luo Shuang's eyes half-closed, making her appear even more delicate and charming. Though she was in her thirties, her skin was still snow-white, tender and smooth. He couldn't help but lean in and plant a gentle kiss on her beautiful face.

"You!" Luo Shuang was startled, her delicate body trembled, and in a mix of embarrassment, urgency, and anger, she cried out with tears in her eyes: "You said you wouldn't bully women, yet you're bullying me, a widow who just lost her husband?"

The masked youth was seized with shame upon hearing this, hastily apologizing: "Good little... auntie, I was wrong, seeing madam's youthful beauty and snow-like skin, I was momentarily overcome. I truly forgot auntie's sorrow. You're free to hit me or scold me, I have no complaints!"

"You are my savior, how could I dare hit or scold you?" Luo Shuang saw the little brat was so genuine, frankly admitting her youthful beauty, and her heart was somewhat pleased by this. Though her husband Lu Wenxiong's fate was unknown, she had **** but to rely on this miraculous youth as her protector. She said softly with a rebuke: "What youthful beauty? What skin like snow? Where did you learn such obscene language? Does your Chinese teacher teach you all this? Do me a favor, my phone was just smashed by that fat bastard, help me make a call to my older sister, would you? If you call my sister, we'll both be safe. My sister will definitely send people to protect us."

Hearing her mention a Chinese teacher, the masked youth almost blurted out the name Extinction Master Tang Fangfang, suddenly remembering that this was precisely Luo Shuang's classmate and close friend. He swallowed the name back down.

"Making a phone call is certainly no problem, but," the masked youth said with a wicked grin, leaning slowly closer to Luo Shuang's face, "how does auntie plan to thank me?"

Luo Shuang shyly and flustered tried to evade the little brat's fiery, lustful gaze. But her smooth, soft back was pressed against the wall, and her slender waist was held by the little brat, leaving no room to dodge or escape. And at this moment, in her heart she didn't actually want to escape. Perhaps tonight there had been too many things, too much pressure—her husband kidnapped, the mule and fatty's harassment—she was already somewhat helpless. Being seen by this boy who was about the same age as her nephew made her even more unable to control herself. Added to the boy's life-saving grace, the accidental body contact just now, and on this tense night, her valley pussy had become wet then cool, cool then wet again. Watching the boy's mask drawing ever closer, especially those familiar-seeming fiery, lustful eyes, his boyish lips getting closer and closer to her cherry lips, his hot, masculine, youthful breath spraying on her pink face, making her heart race and her mind wander.

Perhaps it had been too long since her husband had showered her with affection and attention. Perhaps her husband had never truly satisfied her body and mind. Perhaps there was something her subconscious desired. She had watched her nephew grow up from childhood. She and her husband had been married for many years and had only given birth to one daughter, no son, so she increasingly doted on her naughty, cute nephew. Even as her nephew had grown into a big boy, thirteen or fourteen years old, right at the onset of puberty, she had occasionally discovered him peeking at her, looking at her full, high, creamy breasts, her round, perky, beautiful ass, her long, graceful silk-stockinged legs. She wasn't angry at all; instead, she felt a secret joy. Her husband Lu Wenxiong had even discovered the nephew's pubescent stirrings. So half a year ago, he had taken her nephew on a trip to southern Yunnan. Lu Wenxiong wanted to use this kind of stimulation to increase the chances of pregnancy. The couple understood without speaking, even deliberately having sex next to the nephew's room multiple times. While enjoying each other, Lu Wenxiong would deliberately say he hoped she'd get pregnant with a son like their nephew. And she also said she very much wanted a son who could be like her nephew. As the couple thrust and made love while talking about her nephew, Luo Shuang's valley pussy flooded with spring tides, and Lu Wenxiong became increasingly vigorous, harder than usual, lasting much longer. But in the end, it all came to nothing—her belly showed no sign of pregnancy.

Luo Shuang felt nervous and shy. Watching the little brat's lips about to kiss her cherry lips, her hands grew tense with perspiration, but she didn't dare push him away. Her beautiful eyes tightly closed as if experiencing a first love's first kiss, her cherry lips quivering as she waited for the boy's passionate kiss. The valley pussy between her jade legs actually became a bit wet again.

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