Chapter 12

“What are you afraid of? I can’t wait for my sister to know.” Aunt’s index finger circled the wine-red hair and gently made circles.

“After knowing, you can parade us through the streets to be criticized?”

“We can run away!” Aunt was lying on the bed at this time, with her round and snowy breasts facing the phone screen.

“You think it’s free and easy.” I sighed slightly in my heart, run away? How can I bear to abandon my mother and sister?

Aunt smiled and said, “If you don’t want to run away with me, then I have to be your underground lover for life.”

Lover?

When I thought that Aunt and Teacher Natalie, two beautiful young women, took the initiative to mention being my lover today, my penis couldn’t help but jump, and there was a faint tendency to erect.

My aunt was keenly aware of the change in my expression. She lowered her voice and said, “You little rascal, are you erect?”

“I miss you.”

“Aunt misses you too.” My aunt was no longer naughty and cunning, but sighed softly.

“Why are you sighing? It will speed up your aging.” I comforted her.

“I really regret it.” My aunt muttered in a lack of interest, “I should have known not to travel to Europe.”

“Weren’t you very happy when you went? Why are you so listless now?”

My aunt put her face close to the screen, her white skin without a single flaw.

Her charming eyes blinked and blinked, “If you came with me, I guess I wouldn’t regret it.”

“I am so important to you?” I pretended to be surprised.

My aunt’s voice was a little sweet and a little sick: “During the day, we travel together, and at night, I have sex with you, a little bad boy. Just thinking about it makes me feel happy and exciting.”

At this point, my aunt suddenly laughed and said, “Wow, why do I feel like I’m on a honeymoon?”

I deliberately teased her, “Aren’t there a lot of handsome guys in Europe? Just find one to comfort you.”

My aunt waved her fist at me to express her dissatisfaction with my words: “But you are the only one who can comfort my aunt, what should I do?”

“No, you are my dear aunt.” I continued to joke with my aunt.

My aunt looked “sad”: “Why didn’t you know I was your dear aunt when we were in bed?”

While talking, she suddenly threw her mobile phone away and rolled back and forth on the bed without warning: “Ah! Harry, what should I do if my aunt misses you? Ah! Ah! Ah!”

The mobile phone was thrown aside by my aunt, and I could only see the white ceiling.

My aunt didn’t look like an aunt, but like a child who had not grown up.

I asked with a smile: “Where do you miss me?”

Two slender white fingers suddenly appeared on the screen, with red nails dotted with broken diamonds, and on the nails, there were drops of wet crystals.

Auntie’s rosy face appeared on the screen again, with spring in her eyes: “My ‘vagina’ misses you.”

“Vagina?” I was slightly stunned.

“Yes!” Auntie’s two slender fingers gently separated, pulling out a transparent silver thread in the middle: “My ‘vagina’ misses you so much that it flows.”

Listening to Auntie’s hot and explicit words, my breathing suddenly became heavy, and my eyes stared at Auntie’s two fingers with sticky threads without blinking.