Blind Miracle Doctor
Chapter 467

Chapter 467: Chapter 467

"Um..."

Yang Yaxue’s mother’s body suddenly went limp, letting out a soul-stirring moan.

She must have clearly felt my firmness and heat, pressing hard against her most sensitive part.

Even though there were clothes between us, it was still a rather intimate contact.

Her legs went weak, as if she couldn’t stand any longer.

She even forgot to move away, just standing there, letting me press against her.

I was both excited and embarrassed, and very nervous too.

After all, this was Yang Yaxue’s mother, my elder.

But now?

My firmness was pressing against her private parts.

The intense guilt, along with an inexplicable thrill, made my breathing increasingly rapid.

The soft touch that came from down there made me yearn for further exploration.

I wondered what it would taste like there, below a mature woman like her.

Thinking this, I couldn’t help but push against her harder a couple of times.

"Ah... You... Don’t move recklessly."

Feeling my thrusts, Aunt Liu’s body trembled, as if she’d awoken from that state, aware that this was wrong.

"Xiao Xu, you... Step back a little; I can’t get out with you like this."

Her voice was extremely quiet yet still audibly trembling.

In her eyes, I was her daughter’s friend, a junior, and maybe there could be another type of relationship in the future.

But at this moment, having such intimate contact with me, what would happen if her daughter knew?

Saying that, she tried hard to move backward, attempting to make me leave.

I could distinctly feel how plump and luscious that crevice was, even my thing was already wedged in between.

It was not only thrilling but also extraordinarily comfortable.

Especially in the dim light, it greatly heightened the sense of stimulation.

Honestly, I didn’t want to miss out on this good opportunity and wanted to enjoy it a bit more.

Who knew that at this moment, Yang Yaxue’s voice came from outside the door, "Mom, are you done changing yet? There’s no Wi-Fi."

In an instant, I snapped back to reality, a strong sense of guilt and remorse flooding my heart.

Right, she is Yang Yaxue’s mother; I shouldn’t harbor such wicked thoughts.

With that realization, I quickly backed away two steps, blushing, bowing my head, awkwardly saying, "Auntie... I didn’t do it on purpose, just now I..."

Aunt Liu didn’t say anything; she merely silently adjusted her skirt.

"It’s okay; it’s not like you did it on purpose, and after all, as a young man like you, it’s normal to be vigorous, I don’t blame you," Aunt Liu’s voice was very soft, trembling slightly.

I couldn’t see her face in the darkness, but I believed it must be red.

"However, I hope this remains a secret between us two; do not tell Yaxue, do you understand?"

"Oh..."

I answered and then quickly set about putting the lampshade back on.

At this point, Aunt Liu had left; I didn’t know if she went to work on the circuit breaker or something, but she was gone for quite a while.

Maybe because of what just happened, she felt too embarrassed to face me.

Because my hands had gotten a bit dirty from changing the light bulb, I went to the restroom.

But as I entered, I saw a black lace panty on the left side of the washbasin, looking as if it had just been taken off.

A mere glance was enough to capture all of my attention.

Because I could clearly see a distinct damp mark on the white fabric in the middle!

Could it be... That was what Yang Yaxue’s mother had just taken off?

Meaning she had already responded to my pressing?

Just at the thought, the wicked flame that I had just suppressed flared up again and was uncontrollable.

I swallowed hard, as if possessed by a demon, reached out and touched the panty.

The moment I touched the edge of the panty, I abruptly stopped, looking guiltily out the door to make sure no one was there, then eagerly grabbed it.

I lifted it to my nose and sniffed it; it wasn’t unpleasant, but instead, there was a faint fragrance, mixed with an enticing scent unique to mature women.

My fingers gently slid over the damp area, feeling the leftover warmth in the liquid, inevitably leading me to have improper thoughts.