CHAPTER 71: LICKLING LEWDLY

On the way home, the back seat of the Volkswagen was filled with Jake’s affection. Before leaving Dawn Plaza, Jake had stubbornly dragged his aunt Taylor into a high heel specialty store.

Under the public gaze, Jake helped Taylor put on a pair of black, shallow toed patent leather high heels.

A good horse needs a good saddle. Jake had roughly noticed that Taylor’s shoes were mostly low heeled, which didn’t match the cheongsam.

So he decided to go all the way and buy everything at once. Taylor knew that once Jake made up his mind, it was impossible to refuse, so she obediently complied.

This was the first time Taylor had worn such a sexy cheongsam in public. As someone with a traditionally reserved nature, she was already extremely shy inside.

But with Jake’s encouragement, she wore it all the way home. For the first time, she noticed the scorching gazes around her, especially from unfamiliar men.

She felt their eyes were ill intentioned, filled with lewd and dirty thoughts. However, with Jake holding her arm, his presence as steady as a mountain made Taylor feel much more at ease. Gradually, her posture grew more confident and carefree.

This mature and voluptuous woman’s body was perfectly displayed by the ink colored cheongsam.

Her full, curvaceous figure was unmistakable, with a slender waist, plump hips, ample breasts, and a divine face. Even in her previously modest clothing, she had attracted the attention of many men.

Now, with a little extra styling, her aura was no less than that of a celebrity.

Her upright and confident stride, paired with the newly bought black patent leather shallow toed high heels, the slender heels and crimson soles struck straight at the heart, even more alluring than the legendary "attack speed shoes" Valentino.

Even if Jake couldn’t read men’s "inner voices," he could clearly sense their infatuation and lustful hearts trembling violently with each "click clack" of his aunt’s high heels striking the ground.

But the more this happened, the prouder and more pleased Jake became. Such a stunningly beautiful mature woman—they could only feast their eyes, while he could freely enjoy her.

With a slightly bashful mood, Taylor also made it home safely. Along the way, Jake began to realize how different his aunt was today. Her gaze, filled with dissatisfaction and coquettish blame, seemed like it wanted to devour him. Her tone was also much more relaxed than usual.

Taylor’s voice was already melodious and magnetic, more captivating than a lark’s song. After withdrawing from the public eye, every word she spoke to Jake carried a strong undercurrent of love.

Others might not have noticed, but Jake was an exception.

This unusual behavior from his aunt continued until they arrived home.

The moment the security door closed, as soon as Jake set down the bags, Taylor’s pent up desire and longing, mixed with joy and shyness, erupted in a surge of intense emotion that Jake could feel from afar.

Today, Jake had originally planned to cook himself, not wanting to be as impatient as usual. He always felt that with his aunt, he was overly eager. But today, the tables had turned.

Jake had just sat down on the sofa to rest, not even having time to take a sip of water, when Taylor pounced on him. She hadn’t even changed out of her high heels, as if deliberately catering to Jake’s preferences.

Her expression, like a neglected concubine in the imperial harem, made Jake suddenly realize—he must have ignored her yesterday when he hurriedly agreed to meet Manager Mina. She had probably been burning with desire all night, and the cheongsam he bought had become the trigger.

Without deliberately swaying her hips, Taylor’s waist, slightly wider than her shoulders, moved naturally. The skirt of the ink colored cheongsam couldn’t contain her plump and voluptuous buttocks.

The black embroidery at the thighs was stretched taut, and upon closer inspection, even the outline of her panties could be faintly seen. The high slit revealed large expanses of her black clad legs, the gradient effect visible only to Jake.

The front part of the skirt, made of white lace fabric, was pressed tightly against her body by Taylor’s ample curves, creating a shallow indentation at her mysterious and alluring garden.

Jake didn’t know how Taylor had agreed to this, but the effect was even more captivating than a seductive cheongsam. Even though he had seen Taylor’s naked body before, he was still stunned. He couldn’t help but imagine how explosive the visual impact would be if she wore actual lingerie.

Taylor’s emotional journey was like an American blockbuster—resistance and surrender, passivity and initiative, as if teetering between heaven and hell.

Her enchanting figure exuded waves of mature and seductive body fragrance, swirling around Jake and mingling with the silk scent of the new cheongsam, stimulating him intensely.

His adrenaline surged, and the dragon between his legs hardened into a straight rod. The massive shaft pressed against his tight jeans, forming a long, ham like outline.

Taylor noticed but said nothing, slowly kneeling down. Her long, slightly upturned eyelashes fluttered as her almond shaped eyes trembled, her dark pupils rippling like waves, captivating and alluring. She gazed up at Jake with a look full of desire.

At that moment, Taylor seemed like a lustful Japanese AV star, an exquisite mature woman serving only Jake. The look in her eyes, her movements—Jake couldn’t even imagine how stark the contrast was between this and the reserved, elegant teacher she used to be.

This was the result of Jake’s diligent efforts!

The space between the coffee table and the sofa was narrow. Taylor knelt at Jake’s feet in a seductive posture, her calves spread out to the sides, firm and rounded, stretching the black stockings so taut they almost turned white.

The black high heels, carefully chosen by Jake, were shallow toed, leaving only her heels and toes exposed.

The rest of her feet lay flat against the carpet, following the slope of the heels.

The patent leather surface of the high heels reflected Jake’s relaxed figure on the sofa. The 8cm heels, black on the outside and red on the inside, exuded undeniable mature sexiness.

Taylor took the initiative, her delicate hands reaching for Jake’s waist. Understanding her intention, Jake quickly unbuckled his belt.

"Whoosh." The jeans were pulled down. Jake didn’t hold back, removing his socks as well, lounging on the sofa like a boss with his hands behind his head. His semi hard cock rested heavily on his thighs, the purplish black glans standing at attention, looking expectant.

"Aunt... you’re so good."

The spacious living room held only the two of them. With no outsiders around, Taylor was no longer reserved. Her slender hands directly grasped Jake’s cock, straightening her back as her head gradually descended between his legs.

Having already tasted Jake’s cum, how could Taylor possibly mind the smell of his cock now? Her lips parted, and she expertly took the glans into her mouth, her tongue swirling over the sensitive tip.

"Slurp slurp slurp." Soon, the sound of wet licking filled the living room.

With her previous experience, Taylor knew exactly where Jake’s sensitive spots were.

One hand caressed his balls, her fingertips lightly gliding over the surface, while her tongue moved from top to bottom, first quickly licking the shaft before swallowing it a couple of times like an appetizer.