"No...no way!"
Without even thinking, Zheng Qian imdiately refused this request.
Calling a man as old as her son ’husband’ was shaful just to think about.
"No way??"
Yang Cheng furrowed his brows, his face imdiately displaying displeasure, and said, "Just now you said you would completely obey my commands, do whatever I say. Now it’s so difficult just to call ’husband’? You like going back on your word, huh? Don’t bla if I do the sa later!"
"Please..."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Qian beca tense. She imdiately said, "I’ll call, okay... husband..."
After calling him ’husband’, she closed her eyes in embarrassnt, feeling utterly humiliated.
However, if it ant her son could be safe, what harm was there in saying ’husband’?
"The voice is too soft, I can’t hear it!"
Yang Cheng’s lips curled up, his face full of a triumphant smile.
"Husband!!" With the thought from earlier, Zheng Qian broke through her psychological barrier and called out again, this ti much louder.
"That’s better!"
Yang Cheng nodded in satisfaction, then said, "Take off your pants, let admire your figure."
At this mont, Zheng Qian was completely obedient, and after a brief silence, she imdiately took off her pants. After revealing a pair of beautiful legs fully, she decisively took off her underwear as well.
Just like that, her exquisite body was instantly exposed to the air.
Fair skin as white as snow emitted an alluring glow under the lamp light, her slightly plump body paired with the towering Soft Jade outlined a peerless masterpiece that would drive any man crazy.
Seeing this, Yang Cheng felt his throat dry up, his eyes glazed over.
This body looked nothing like that of a forty-eight-year-old woman, completely like a thirty-year-old. It must be said, Heaven has been too kind to Zheng Qian, granting her a figure envied by countless won.
"Husband~~~ am I beautiful?"
At this age, Zheng Qian was not shy like a little girl. After undressing, she boldly stood in place and twirled around, showing off her figure.
"Beautiful, so beautiful!!"
Yang Cheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed, he swallowed heavily, his breathing becoming rapid.
"Hehe..." Seeing this, Zheng Qian couldn’t help but laugh, feeling delighted inside. She never thought that at her age, she could still be so attractive to a young handso guy like Yang Cheng.
Then, her gaze fell upon Yang Cheng, eyeing that intimidating presence, making her itch with desire.
Even in a dormant state, it was shocking; if it were to rise fully, how terrifying it would be.
If she could have sothing with such a man, she would undoubtedly be the happiest woman in the world.
"Co here, let touch you!"
Yang Cheng’s breathing was heavy, beckoning Zheng Qian with a finger.
Zheng Qian was very obedient, without hesitation, she twisted her hips to the bedside and lay atop Yang Cheng.
Imdiately, a unique fragrance engulfed him, and that soft body ignited Yang Cheng’s desire, instinctively wrapping his arms around Zheng Qian’s waist, his hands frantically roaming over her perfect form.
So tender, so smooth...
Yang Cheng was profoundly surprised, as typically at Zheng Qian’s age, the skin becos quite rough. But her skin was not only fair but also very smooth, upon touching, it felt like falling onto silk, the texture was impeccable.
"Wife, how did you maintain yourself? Your skin is so good."
Yang Cheng probed while continuing to caress.
"I haven’t done anything special; my skin has been good since I was little, even now it feels the sa as it did in my thirties. How about it, do you like it?" Gradually, Zheng Qian let herself go entirely and asked with an alluring gaze.
"Of course I like it; probably there isn’t a man who doesn’t like your style—mature, charming, and beautiful."
Yang Cheng stared at her exquisite face, feeling unbelievably excited, he wrapped his arms around Zheng Qian’s head and kissed her.
Upon their lips eting, both opened their mouths, their tongues entwining.
Thinking carefully, Zheng Qian hadn’t kissed anyone for over a decade. Early in her marriage, she kissed her husband, but as ti passed, she began to dislike him more and more; eventually, they hardly kissed.
Now kissing Yang Cheng brought back the feelings from her younger days.
She kissed vigorously, passionately, always taking the lead!
Of course, she also didn’t forget to help ’heal’ Yang Cheng, grasping him while kissing, continuously moving her hand.
Yang Cheng’s hands weren’t idle either, gliding over her perfect body, leaving traces of warmth on every inch of skin.
Ultimately, his hand landed on the ’secret’ between her legs.
Whoa... so much water!
As soon as Yang Cheng’s hand landed, it beca wet instantly, with copious love juice seeping out.
At this age, having this much moisture...
I have to say, really naughty!!
However, he didn’t insert his fingers; instead, he gently rubbed the outside.
"Hmm~~"
That numbing sensation kept flowing in, causing Zheng Qian to shiver lightly as if electrified, her face showing enjoynt.
Yet, what puzzled her was, even with such stimulation, why Yang Cheng couldn’t quite beco hard?
Could it be that physical stimulation was no longer effective?
With this thought, she stopped kissing and quickly moved to Yang Cheng’s earlobe, softly licking it with her tongue, sweetly saying, "Husband, you’re the biggest, the largest man I’ve seen, hurry up and get better, then..."
"Then what??"
Yang Cheng’s eyes lit up, imdiately asking back.
"Nothing... nothing!" Zheng Qian giggled, appearing extrely seductive.
"Co on, what were you trying to say just now?"
Seeing the other still playfully holding back, Yang Cheng sneered, exerting force with his fingers and directly plunging into the watery depths.
"Ahh~~"
The intense fullness washed over her, eliciting alluring moans, sapping Zheng Qian’s strength, she collapsed into Yang Cheng’s embrace, panting heavily, "Don’t... husband... take it out, don’t do this!"
"Take it out??"
Yang Cheng chuckled malevolently, not only did he not extract his fingers, but he began to move them rapidly.
Soon, the room echoed with the enticing wet sounds.
"Ahhhhh... stop... please stop!"
"Husband... don’t... don’t treat like this."
Zheng Qian was undeniably wild; her wanton voice constantly reverberated in the room, just listening was enough to make one’s blood boil.
Indeed, whether a woman is wild can’t be judged by her appearance.
Only on the bed can it be clear.
"Co on, what were you trying to say just now?"
Yang Cheng’s movents grew quicker, under the light his fingers seed to leave a trail.
"I said... husband, get hard quickly and fuck to death!!"
Finally, Zheng Qian conceded, saying the words she had withheld.
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