Super Rich: I Can Hear Women's Inner Voices
Chapter 47: You’re So Sensitive

Chapter 47: You’re So Sensitive

Like a withered tree encountering long-awaited rain, the passion between the two, once ignited, would not extinguish until the embers were completely exhausted.

Jake’s tongue skillfully explored Taylor’s sweet sandalwood mouth, quickly finding that soul-stirring soft tongue.

The slippery tongues resembled a pair of lovers sharing each other’s saliva, licking, exchanging, and swallowing one another’s fluids.

Taylor was also more immersed than before. At this moment, all rationality was cast aside. She didn’t want to admit it, but she had to acknowledge that she was slowly developing a dependent emotional attachment to Jake.

Whether it was his thoughtful care, the things he quietly did for her, or his childishly naive yet sincere vows, everything was subtly reshaping Taylor’s traditional perceptions.

"Smack, smack, smack..." The wet sounds of their lips and tongues intertwining grew increasingly intense.

Taylor clung tightly to Jake. His broad, muscular back gave her an immense sense of security.

Her proactive behavior seemed to send a signal, making Jake’s mouth and tongue even more urgent. He kissed his aunt until she was panting heavily, her breathing growing rapid.

The bright overhead light illuminated the dining room as if it were daytime.

Jake and Taylor, this aunt and nephew pair, were enjoying their precious time together.

Their well-matched figures pressed tightly against each other. Jake’s hands had long been freely kneading Taylor’s full breasts. Like a woodpecker, he endlessly demanded the nectar of her saliva.

Taylor’s snow-white skin gradually flushed pink. The unique taste of her lipstick mixed with the fragrance of her lips, violently stimulating Jake’s excited mind.

It was as if all the fatigue from work had vanished in an instant. The sensation of his fingertips against the surging waves of her softness was dense and tender. Meanwhile, the cock between his legs stood erect in an instant.

Since Taylor had taken off her high heels, that hard, scorching rod pressed against the space between her abdomen and her private area without obstruction. Even through layers of clothing, the imposing presence of Jake’s massive member was unmistakable.

After kissing his aunt until she was nearly dazed, Jake finally released her lips and tongue. From mere inches away, he said with deep affection, "Auntie, later I’ll let you experience the taste of heaven."

Taylor, kissed into a dizzy yet intensely pleasurable state, had cheeks as red as sunset clouds. Her delicate brows slightly furrowed, as if still reminiscing about the bliss of moments ago. Her alluring eyes shimmered with desire, their depths filled with submission and enjoyment.

Her lips were red and luscious, her lipstick smudged from Jake’s kisses, some even smeared at the corners of her mouth, exuding extreme temptation. The glistening saliva reflected a lewd sheen.

Jake, embodying the epitome of masculine strength, lifted his aunt into his arms. Instead of heading to the bedroom, he opted for a more immediate solution.

When Taylor’s rounded buttocks landed on the dining table, she realized Jake actually intended to do it here. She was about to voice her objection, but Jake’s tender yet impatient tone dispelled her hesitation. "Auntie, I don’t want to waste a single second. Let’s do it here."

Shyly nodding, Taylor at this moment resembled a shy mimosa, lowering her head in silence upon contact with Jake’s intrusion. Her neck flushed pink.

After settling Taylor comfortably on the table, Jake slowly parted her jade-like, milky-white legs. Unable to resist, he murmured, "Auntie, your legs are so enticing. They’d be even more perfect in stockings."

Taylor half-heard his words and responded with a vague, "Mmm." The shameful position made her close her eyes early on. Now, she was like a dish laid out on the dining table for Jake to savor. Her sexy black dress gradually slipped out of the safe zone, sliding up to her thighs as Jake spread her legs.

The height of the table was just right. Jake only needed to crouch slightly to freely explore Taylor’s private area.

Her snow-white legs naturally formed an M-shape. The slippers on her feet had disappeared, leaving only a pair of adorable bare feet lightly resting on the edge of the table, the front soles suspended in the air. Her ten delicate toes, unsure of how to position themselves, wriggled cutely in the air.

His tongue glided along Taylor’s silky thighs, advancing triumphantly. The milky fragrance mixed with the fine texture of her skin danced on Jake’s taste buds. Soon, he reached her mysterious region, where a simple black women’s cotton panties came into view.

Taking a shallow sniff of Taylor’s natural intimate scent, Jake gently removed the obstructive panties with his hands. The tingling pleasure that had been wandering along her thighs abruptly stopped at the root. Taylor thought Jake had encountered some problem, but after his prompting, she cooperated to remove the panties.

Tossing them aside casually, Jake’s eyes burned red. The sight before him was truly spectacular. Taylor’s honeyed folds were now completely exposed to the air.

Above her entrance, a neatly trimmed patch of black pubic hair lay docilely, as if meticulously tended by a gardener. Below, a pair of plump, fleshy lips spread like the wings of a blooming butterfly, slightly parted to reveal a slender slit. Hidden within was a hint of pink flesh, and atop it, a barely noticeable little nub—Jake naturally knew what that was.

Greedily, he extended his tongue, the tip lightly tapping against that little nub.

Taylor’s delicate flesh, just freed from the protection of her panties and not yet subjected to the chill of the air, was suddenly assaulted by an unprecedented pleasure. The intense stimulation instantly shot to her brain, causing her body to tremble violently.

Her mouth involuntarily let out a loud moan, "Ah... no..."

Taylor’s private area was excessively tender. Her ex-husband had never taken the time to properly explore it. Jake felt a surge of pride—only he could bring his aunt unparalleled pleasure.

His tongue gradually applied more pressure, as if playing with a smooth pearl, except this pearl was made of flesh.

"Mmm... oh..." As Taylor’s moans continued, within seconds, Jake sensed waves of heat gathering. Sure enough, Taylor’s body trembled more and more violently. The seated position on the table unconsciously shifted into a backward lean, her slender arms barely supporting her weight, fingers slightly curled against the tabletop.

The ten pink gems of her toes instinctively tensed and arched, her foot forming a crescent-like curve.

While Jake was still licking Taylor’s clit, a surge of warmth rushed over him. Her clit was so sensitive that it reached climax in mere moments under his tongue.

"Ah... I can’t take it... mmm..."

A stream of glistening honey sprayed out from her mysterious slit, splashing across Jake’s face. Fortunately, he dodged quickly, avoiding further drenching.

The air was instantly filled with a pungent, musky scent, mingling with Taylor’s sweet, panting breaths. Far from being repulsed, Jake licked the juices from the corners of his mouth.

The salty, bitter taste only heightened his arousal. His cock remained rock-hard, and he couldn’t resist teasing her, "Auntie, you’re amazing. You’re so sensitive there. Did your ex-husband never try this?"

Taylor, still riding the waves of her climax, grew even more embarrassed at the mention of her ex. Her pussy reflexively clenched and released, dripping with lewd fluids, looking utterly wanton.

Her lips parted slightly as she stammered coyly, "Don’t mention him... we... we were very conservative... nothing like your... tricks." Those few words alone made Taylor flush with shame.

"Hahaha." Jake burst into hearty laughter. Taylor’s reaction was exactly what he’d expected. Another idea suddenly sprouted in his mind, one he was eager to try out.