Knock knock knock.
Chen Yuling's snow knuckles struck harder on the heavy wooden doors.
"Mother? I definitely heard your voice just now."
She casually reached back and stylishly tugged at the bit of her panties that had bunched up between her perfectly smooth, flawless butt cheeks, then let out a quiet little sigh of relief to herself.
"Are you truly alright?"
From behind the doors, Madam Chen's breath hitched.
Li Qingmu's thick fingers were still buried between her plush cheeks, the thin silk of her panties dragged aside just enough for one calloused digit to circle the tight, quivering ring of her rear entrance with slow, deliberate pressure.
Every lazy swirl sent sparks up her spine.
This is the second hole of a mother.
For any decent mother, one has been penetrated and the other is sensationally tight.
Madam Chen is one of such mothers.
For the most part…
The more he circled his sweaty finger around her fleshy ring the tighter it got.
