102 Su Yunqi's Wet Dream

" Nnngh…Hao'er…don't."

" But Aunt Su…You are feeling good, right? You are moaning in pleasure. But I guess…I shouldn't use my fingers anymore...Because I have something better and harder."

" Uhn?"

Su Yunqi gasped as she could see Jia Hao's naked form towering over him. His body was rippling with youth and vitality. His muscles and abs were brimming with strength, and that magnificent cock was like a divine armament, eagerly throbbing to awaken her slumbering womanhood.

Her eyes became hazy, as Su Yunqi felt the figure of Jia Hao was strikingly similar to his husband when he was young.

" Mnn…Dear, You tormented me quite a lot…Why…Why did you leave me?"

" I have come back, haven't I?" 

A voice echoed in her ears. She was unable to tell if it was Jia Hao's voice or her late husband's. Yet…It was something which she couldn't deny.