Thinking of her unborn little grandchild, a soft light flickered in Eloise's eyes. She said carelessly, "Fine, if you want to moan then moan. Mom is not a child anymore, my skin is not that thin."
Lily said a bit nervously, "Mom, no need to close the door. There is no one else at home. I want to let the smell disperse a bit."
Eloise nodded, took the essential oil and got on the bed, sitting cross-legged in a bold posture.
Lily directly rested her head on her mother's fleshy, enticing thighs. Eloise was stunned for a moment, then scolded with a laugh, "So you are using me as a pillow, huh."
"Hehe, mom's body is so soft, it is comfortable no matter what."
What a harmonious scene of motherly love and daughterly devotion. But both of them were a bit uncomfortable, mainly because Luis had privately had some very pornographic communications with them.
