"Mmm," Lin Ruixin murmured, her sweet face filled with allure at Chen Yang's words. She knelt between his legs, struggling to release the enormous dragon head. A glistening thread of saliva connected her sensual lips to its tip. "If she heard, she heard. I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"
"Besides," she added, her pretty face blushing as she stroked the head of his penis, "didn't I say it before? Mom has been alone for so many years, and it's been hard for her. If she sees us, you should go help her too."
As she spoke, Lin Ruixin lowered her head again, her soft, pinkish tongue gently licking and swirling around the glans.
Chen Yang drew a sharp breath. The stark contrast between the lewd, enormous member and Lin Ruixin's sweet little face was a psychological thrill that was almost too much to bear. He gently caressed her tender cheek. "Xin xin, that's your mom, and she's my aunt. If I did that, wouldn't you be angry?"
