Super Rich: I Can Hear Women's Inner Voices
Chapter 51: Linker Suspicion

Chapter 51: Linker Suspicion

Her plump labia, her delicate pink folds—Jake left nothing untouched.

With one hand, he kneaded her full, round buttocks. The solid yet springy sensation was like a water-filled balloon, heavy yet incredibly elastic.

"Taylor, listen to me. I was just confused for a moment. Didn’t you give me a chance before? Now I’ve figured it out. I’ve already divorced Neita. We can start over anytime."

"Oh really? Wasn’t that woman carrying your child?" Taylor couldn’t help but sneer. Back then, you abandoned me for the sake of having an heir. Now you’ve kicked that homewrecker to the curb.

It was hard for Taylor not to think that way.

Linker’s old wounds were ruthlessly exposed by Taylor, but to win her back, he endured it. "Taylor, stop fooling around. We were husband and wife, after all. You’re unmarried, I’m single. It’s not too late."

Jake, hearing Linker’s hypocritical words, couldn’t help but intensify the pressure of his hands and tongue in frustration, making his aunt moan uncontrollably.

"Ah~... you bastard, be gentler..." The first half of her moan was unmistakable, but she quickly lowered her voice, warning Jake not to go too wild.

"Taylor, what’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Linker finally noticed something odd about his ex-wife. Earlier, when he asked if she was home, she hadn’t answered. This led to their cold, emotionless exchange over the phone.

Linker was confident that if he could see Taylor tonight, his chances of success would be much higher.

After licking, sucking, and teasing his aunt’s private parts for so long, Jake’s recently spent cock rose again, hard as stone.

He stood up quickly, shedding his troublesome pants, and slowly unzipped his aunt’s black lace dress from the back. It was a classic back-zip dress. Jake parted her thick, silky hair, found the zipper, and peeled it open like an eggshell, revealing her snow-white back in its entirety.

Her skin was like frost, delicate and smooth as a newborn’s. The pink flush from earlier hadn’t fully faded, leaving her fair skin tinged with red and pink—a visual feast that made Jake’s blood boil and his cock hard as steel.

Taylor thought Jake’s torment was over, but it was only the beginning. She heard his soft whisper in her ear, "Auntie, hang up. I’m afraid you’ll scream too loudly later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jake gripped his purplish-black, monstrous cock with his right hand and aimed it at his aunt’s wet pussy. With a "squelch," it plunged in like diving into an unfathomable sea.

"Ah~... it’s too big~..." Her earth-shattering moan made Taylor completely forget about Linker on the phone. Only when her wanton cries filled the room did she remember the call wasn’t over.

Without waiting for Linker to respond, she hung up in shame, shooting Jake a reproachful glance over her shoulder, expressing her displeasure at his sudden assault.

However, Jake did not receive a reproachful look from his aunt, only using his ability to carefully savor the woman’s sense of reluctant yet willing surrender.

Holding his aunt’s plump, perky buttocks, Jake shamelessly thrust forward, his dark, dragon-like penis hidden beneath the fleshy buttocks, moving in and out, grinding out sticky white fluid along the way.

Outside the door, Linker froze in place. No matter how oblivious he was, he could still hear Taylor’s final moan of being penetrated, a sound both familiar and foreign to him.

"How could this be? How could she have a new lover so soon after the divorce? No, impossible. Taylor rarely interacts with other men, it’s unlikely."

"Did I mishear?"

But that moan was real and seductive, undoubtedly Taylor’s. Linker put away his phone and suddenly stared intently at the security door in front of him.

The suspicion in his heart instantly amplified. He tentatively pressed his ear against the door.

"Ah... mm... don’t... slower..." The faint moans gradually grew louder.

"Auntie, you’re enjoying this, right... oh..."

"Mmm... yes..."

Although the security door wasn’t soundproof, it wasn’t completely ineffective either. Linker could only catch intermittent, weak moans from the man and woman inside. Compared to the man’s voice, Taylor’s sounded even more wanton, completely unlike his former wife, who usually suppressed herself, even climaxing with only soft whimpers.

Unwilling to accept it, he banged heavily on the security door, but the crazed couple inside, lost in their passion, remained completely unaffected.

Jake kneaded his aunt’s round, honeyed buttocks into various shapes, like rolling dough, leaving no spot untouched by his greedy hands. At the same time, his lower body exerted force, the speed of his thrusts gradually increasing.

His pubic bone repeatedly collided with the plump buttocks, the loud "slap, slap" sounds echoing in the entryway, accompanied by increasingly intense moans.

"Mmm... ahh..." Overwhelmed with pleasure, Taylor panted heavily, her pink body glistening with a thin layer of sweat. Her slender waist, as delicate as a silk ribbon, arched downward to accommodate Jake’s thrusts.

The black bra from her upper body had been discarded on the floor, her full, round breasts bouncing freely in the air, their pink tips standing erect, a clear sign of her pleasure.

The thin straps of her black lace-trimmed dress barely clung to her shoulders, maintaining the last vestige of the elegant aunt’s dignity before she succumbed once more to the madness of sex.

Her long, shapely legs almost merged with Jake’s, moving in sync with each of his thrusts, their rhythm so synchronized it would make anyone’s heart race and face flush.

His massive cock relentlessly parted the fleshy walls of his aunt’s pussy, grinding against them before withdrawing, each thrust pushing deeper toward her core.

Having already tasted its sweetness, Jake couldn’t forget the soft tenderness of his aunt’s depths. The large, mushroom-shaped head of his penis led the charge, its ridged edge scraping away excess fluids, preparing for the next wave of assault.

"Auntie, I’m about to cum." His aunt’s pussy was as tight as a young girl’s, yet combined with her boundless lust and the unique charm of a mature woman, it offered an experience unlike any other.