I swear, this was really an accident!

But no matter what, my hand had already reached her large papaya-like chest.

The elegant, rounded shape was instantly diffused in my hand.

Soft! Tender! Delicate!

The wonderful sensation, crazily engulfed me, bringing along a bit of damp heat.

Not only did it make me feel light-headed, it also made things below more fierce.

"Ah, you, you let go!" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Song Ruoyun blushed as she felt a fire in her chest, scalding her so much that she trembled slightly.

What was more unbearable was the psychological embarrassment.

Not only because of my relationship with Tao Yimeng.

But also because in the cinema, a few nearby seats could see us.

But the pleasure I felt was so mesmerizing, I didn’t want to let go.

There seemed to be an enticing magnetism, deeply pulling my hand.

"Aunt Song, actually, there’s a pressure point here too, let me massage it for you."

I swallowed hard, shamelessly, and started to slowly massage, almost instinctively.

The wonderful feeling coming from my palm became even more enchanting.

Her soft and tender feel was like a glutinous rice ball, fragrant, tender, and delicious.

I simply couldn’t stop.

My blood was continuously pulsing.

And holding her like this, those two papayas were right in front of my eyes.

I could clearly see the shape changing into square, oval, triangle...

The versatility of her two papayas was incredible, able to freely transform into any shape.

The sense of freedom excited me to gradually increase the pressure.

"Don’t, Zhang Yang, quickly stop, ah, how can you do this?"

Song Ruoyun’s body trembled as if electrified.

But the intense pleasure repeatedly flooded her delicate body.

This reaction made her feel both shame and enjoyment.

A strong desire slowly surged up.

She tried her best to suppress it, gently biting her tongue.

Just as she regained her composure momentarily, the warmth and rubbing of my palm once again swept her into a wave of euphoria.

Her mind flustered to the extreme, using all her strength to grab my mischievous hand.

But I was completely overwhelmed; encountering a woman like Song Ruoyun was like a cat stealing fish, utterly unable to extricate myself.

"I’m sorry Aunt Song, I know this is wrong, but you’re just too beautiful."

I kept apologizing, but my hand did not stop.

Gradually, I slid towards the neckline, wanting to feel more intimately.

"Zhang Yang, I know you’re young and impulsive, but I’m Tao’s stepmother."

Song Ruoyun panted incessantly, holding onto some rationality.

But as my hand gradually slid into the neckline, touching the top half-circle of the papaya.

The touch of my palm turned into an astounding pleasure, so much so that she almost felt goosebumps.

This prohibited and shameful experience was something she had never anticipated.

It carried her into a surreal realm.

She grabbed my hand, trembling, and let go.

"It’s just stepmother, not biological mother, and besides, you didn’t mind what happened during the day, doesn’t that mean consent?"

I saw her struggle and comfort intertwined.

Tortured by both reason and desire.

Knowing she needed an outlet for this struggle.

With that, I mustered up the courage, reached out, fully slipped my hand into her neckline, and moved aside her bra.

Completely landing on that wonderful papaya.

"Ah!"

Song Ruoyun let out a repressed moan.

Her entire body tensed.

The intense pleasure left her mind blank.

Completely forgetting how to resist...

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