Instantly, most of her figure came into Jake's view. For her lower half, Taylor had opted for black skinny jeans, which matched her outfit perfectly.

The high-waisted design clung tightly to her slender waist, which looked like it could be encircled by two hands. Her hips were full and round, straining the single button to the point of nearly flipping inside out.

This one-in-a-million pear-shaped body placed strict demands on clothing choices.

Instantly, most of her figure came into Jake's view. For her lower half, Taylor had opted for black skinny jeans, which matched her outfit perfectly.

The high-waisted design clung tightly to her slender waist, which looked like it could be encircled by two hands. Her hips were full and round, straining the single button to the point of nearly flipping inside out.

This one-in-a-million pear-shaped body placed strict demands on clothing choices.

"How about it, do I look good?" Taylor asked smugly as she twirled around in front of Jake. In front of him, this elder could still act like a little girl.

Maybe this was what they called "love is blind."

"Alright, Auntie, take off your coat," Jake coaxed step by step. Although their relationship was already as intimate as husband and wife, Jake wasn't sure how much his aunt was willing to indulge him.

"How about it, do I look good?" Taylor asked smugly as she twirled around in front of Jake. In front of him, this elder could still act like a little girl.

Maybe this was what they called "love is blind."

Instantly, most of her figure came into Jake's view. For her lower half, Taylor had opted for black skinny jeans, which matched her outfit perfectly.

The high-waisted design clung tightly to her slender waist, which looked like it could be encircled by two hands. Her hips were full and round, straining the single button to the point of nearly flipping inside out.

This one-in-a-million pear-shaped body placed strict demands on clothing choices.

Instantly, most of her figure came into Jake's view. For her lower half, Taylor had opted for black skinny jeans, which matched her outfit perfectly.

The high-waisted design clung tightly to her slender waist, which looked like it could be encircled by two hands. Her hips were full and round, straining the single button to the point of nearly flipping inside out.

This one-in-a-million pear-shaped body placed strict demands on clothing choices.

"How about it, do I look good?" Taylor asked smugly as she twirled around in front of Jake. In front of him, this elder could still act like a little girl.

Maybe this was what they called "love is blind."

"Alright, Auntie, take off your coat," Jake coaxed step by step. Although their relationship was already as intimate as husband and wife, Jake wasn't sure how much his aunt was willing to indulge him.

"How about it, do I look good?" Taylor asked smugly as she twirled around in front of Jake. In front of him, this elder could still act like a little girl.

"Alright, Auntie, take off your coat," Jake coaxed step by step. Although their relationship was already as intimate as husband and wife, Jake wasn't sure how much his aunt was willing to indulge him.

Lately, Jake's memory had suddenly become incredibly sharp. All those adult films he'd watched and forgotten were now crystal clear in his mind.

This made him suddenly come up with all sorts of wild ideas. But at this stage, the only one who could play along with him was probably his aunt. No one else would.

Truth be told, Sister Mina had already sacrificed a lot for him—giving him blowjobs, footjobs, and even offering her precious virginity.

The question was, would Sister Mina ever find a place in Jake's heart in the future?

"What, my coat?"

"Yes."

It was just a coat, nothing too outrageous. Taylor heard him clearly and hung her black furry coat on the clothes rack nearby. With the air conditioning on, she wasn't afraid of the cold. But she couldn't linger too long—she still had to manage the boarding students.

Holding up her phone, she said to Jake, "Anything else? Say it all at once. I can't waste too much time."

Jake's eyes gleamed with excitement. His aunt's gray high-neck sweater was tucked into her jeans, showcasing her slender, delicate waist that looked as soft as a willow branch. It made him want to wrap his arms around it immediately.

The high-neck sweater, designed to be tight and warm, was also non-breathable. Taylor's full, round breasts stood proudly beneath it, casting two large shadows under the office lights.

"Oh? Auntie, then you can't refuse me," Jake teased, his left hand already slipping into his pants to fiddle with his half-hard cock.

"Auntie, can you lift your shirt? I want to see."

Jake's words were shocking. Taylor was so startled she nearly dropped her phone, the camera shaking for a moment.

"Jake, are you crazy? This is a school!"

"I know. It's not like we haven't done it before. Remember that time in the classroom?" Jake was good at provoking her.

"You still dare bring that up? So embarrassing!" Taylor frowned slightly.

"Please, I've been so pent up these past few days." This was Jake's usual tactic.

"No, really, no." Taylor sat back down at her desk, refusing.

"Is there surveillance in the office?"

"No."

"All the other teachers have left?"

"Yes."

"Then what are you afraid of? Just for a little while. What can I even do through the screen?" Jake coaxed patiently.

"But..." Taylor hesitated.

Jake saw his chance and pressed on. "You can't bear to say no to me, can you?"

"What if you come see me tonight?"

"No, I want it now. I want to see your big tits."

"Ugh, you're so vulgar."

"Heh, Auntie's tits are so big and white. Just thinking about them gets me hard."

"Stop it... don't say such things. It's embarrassing."

"So you agree?"

"Mhm."

After a silence of about ten seconds, Taylor seemed to be convincing herself. Finally, she spoke: "Just for a little while, okay?"

"Of course!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Taylor found some kind of stand to prop up her phone at an upward angle, capturing her full figure before securing it in place.

And so, there she was—an elegant, mature female teacher sitting shyly in her chair, slowly pulling her gray high-neck sweater out of her jeans. Her beautiful eyes and ears were alert to every sound around her. At the slightest disturbance, she would stop immediately.

But aside from the boarding students, who else would be around? With less than two hours left before evening self-study ended, at least for that period, the security guard wouldn't be making his rounds.

"Jake, this feels so weird," Taylor murmured as she gradually lifted her high-neck sweater, revealing her snow-white stomach. She wasn't wearing anything underneath.

"Auntie, keep going," Jake urged, stroking his penis as he admired the seductive process of his beautiful aunt lifting her shirt.

Taylor's breasts were simply too big. When she lifted her sweater, it got stuck for a moment around her towering peaks. Only after some effort did she manage to pull it past those majestic mounds. Even though her massive breasts were encased in a flesh-colored bra, nothing could stop them from bouncing.

The sight of her pale, jiggling flesh on the screen made Jake's breathing grow ragged.

"Is this enough?"

"Keep going. Take off your bra," Jake commanded, panting heavily.

Taylor finally noticed his unusual behavior. "Honestly, why are you doing this kind of thing?"

"I'm scared."

"Don't be. This is so exciting. It'll be quick."

Taylor rolled her eyes. "As if I'd believe that! How long you last, do I not know?"

"Then hurry up." Taylor knew Jake was worked up, so she didn't refuse too much. If she'd already taken off her clothes, what was one more piece?

Snap. The sound of the bra strap loosening was downright intoxicating to Jake. It was so thrilling.

Instantly, the flesh-colored bra slipped from Taylor's voluptuous breasts, resting around her slender waist. The oval, slightly upturned curves added an extra layer of allure to her perfect breasts.

Though the screen lacked the realism of being there in person, the danger and excitement made up for it.

A real-life mature beauty presenting her enchanting figure through a virtual medium—it was like a flawless, peerless goddess stepping out of a manga.

"Wow, Auntie, you're so sexy. I'd die happy just getting to fuck you," Jake exclaimed, his voice thick with lust.

Taylor felt both pleased and nervous, torn between exasperation and deep affection for Jake's shameless behavior.

"Don't say such ominous things. Tsk, tsk, tsk." Taylor was traditional. She believed even careless words could invite misfortune—the gods were always watching.

"Don't worry, don't worry. 'To die under the peony is to be a ghost among flowers.'"

"Shameless."

"Heh, I can be even more shameless. Auntie, I want to see your pussy."

Jake's voice was like a divine command, making Taylor's heart resist even as her body cooperated.