"Don't look… don't look…"
Eloise's struggles were feeble, completely unable to prevent the fact that her legs were spread wide open, her most bashful, ecstatic place laid bare for the man's appreciation.
Even her husband had never looked so intently. She felt the man's gaze was like a burning fire, making her tremble all over with excitement, her love juices secreting copiously once again.
"Aunt, don't suppress yourself. It's just you and me here."
"My mother sent me. She knew what I would do. She also wants you to be properly satisfied."
Luis kept tempting her, licking his lips, his voice trembling as he said, "Aunt, ask your own heart. Can you really forget that feeling?"
It was almost an interrogation of her soul. Eloise had originally thought that in this position, the man would simply thrust that huge member between his legs into her emptiness again.
