"Heh heh," Yu Suxin gave Wang Yue a sly smile and patted his now-hanging large penis.
"It wasn't a wasted effort, was it? You're being filial to your master, and of course, your master appreciates it! Come back anytime your master wants you to be filial!"
"Isn't that treating me like a gigolo? Want me when you want me, and kick me out when you don't!"
Wang Yue felt like he was indeed a robust gigolo constantly satisfying lonely and empty mature women. The difference was that he had feelings for these mature women, and no money was exchanged.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yu Suxin knew her little lover was upset by his words.
Fearing a misunderstanding, she hugged her dear disciple and whispered in his ear, "Actually, I consider you my husband in my heart, but I just don't say it in front of others!"
"Is that so? There's no one else around now. Call me husband, let me hear it!"
Wang Yue's hands began to roam over the beautiful mature woman's body.
