She was literally performing the deed entirely of her own free will... although Owen used the ’Wish’ thingy, it was her own volition to squat down.

"Then I guess it’s settled. How about we keep maintaining this little dirty secret of ours Aunt, I know you are incredibly pent up, so this will remain strictly between us okay~" Owen shamelessly proposed the arrangement...

It’s the greatest proposal ever recorded in history.

Morenne had started it, so she was the one who needed to work hard now...

It’s what the scriptures were written for about, as he was the one.

Guck... guck... guck...

’Ohh!!! So that’s your answer! An excellent choice.’ Owen gazed down at her face as she engulfed his shaft with her eyes closed, looking exactly like a singer lost in a deep trance.

The rhythmic, wet sounds of suction echoed out from the back of the barn as the two uninhibited individuals engaged in their wicked behavior... behind the very back of her hardworking husband.

Morenne, the voluptuous mature woman, remained kneeling as she fully relished his length, while her breathing hitched because his massive size was stretching her jaws to their absolute limit.

Guck... guck... guck...

Owen gently caressed her hair, brushing the strands that were trying to cover her face...

She was truly otherworldly beautiful, with her long blonde hair cascading like a golden waterfall as she drew his shaft even deeper into her mouth.

"Pwahh!!! Do... you... Love my technique? Guck!! Guck!!" she asked eagerly, pulling her lips away for just a brief moment to receive a compliment from Owen before eagerly sliding right back down.

Her touch was incredibly precise, expertly swirling her tongue against the head and suckling the shaft with absolute devotion, letting her saliva lubricate every inch, and corner.

"Just take it deeper, Auntie... I absolutely love your style!" Owen gathered her loose hair, pulling it back into a neat ponytail.

The change in hairstyle put her gorgeous features on full display, making the illicit scene look even more wild.

’I’m seriously weak for a ponytail... ahh, this feels incredible...’ Owen felt as though he were ascending straight to heaven as her performance grew more intense.

She was drawing on his cock with fierce precision, coaxing out his pleasure with every slick movement that saliva started dripping down to the grass below.

Guck... guck... guck...

Morenne didn’t stop for a single second, sucking him as if she were a devoted disciple of his cock..

"Open your eyes, Auntie... I want to see your expression." Owen gently stroked her head, acting for all the world like a caring, affectionate husband tending to his hardworking wife.

Unfortunately... it wasn’t that at all, nor would it ever be.

Morenne was simply too starved for affection.

She didn’t hesitate for a second, completely indifferent to the fact that her husband was out there sweating in the fields for their future.

Too bad for him...the woman he was pouring all his effort into was currently pleasuring his best friend’s son without a single care in the world, indulging in their dirty little secret right behind his back.

"Dwoo...youhh..woovee...mwy...bwlowob..?" She opened her eyes the moment she heard Owen’s command.

As a loving and caring aunt, she felt compelled to fulfill whatever her best friend’s son wished.

"Ahh... yes, Auntie. I’m right on the edge! Open wide and take my seed!!" Owen thrust deeper, bottoming out against the back of her throat like a divine spear penetrating her entire being!

Spurt... spurt... spurt!!

A thick torrent of white fluid filled her mouth, shooting straight down her throat as he relentlessly delivered a massive release.

"Ohh!!! Drink it down like a good girl, Auntie, Ohhh!!!" Owen closed his eyes, basking in the morning glory.

The sun was exceptionally bright for such a heavenly morning.

"Pwahh!.. Cough... cough... cough..." Morenne gasped for air, coughing lightly while immediately cupping her hands over her lips, determined not to let a single drop spill.

"Thank you for fulfilling my wish, Auntie. I’m really glad you’re helping me out." Owen brushed away a few stray hairs that had stuck to her damp face, patting her head affectionately because she had completed his request...well, partially, at least.

"Cough... cough... As long as it makes you happy, Little Wen." She smiled up at him, having successfully swallowed every bit of his release, savoring the taste as if it were a rich, warm tea to start her day.

"Hehe... I don’t think I’m quite satisfied yet, Auntie. As you can see, I’m still rock-hard~" Owen pointed out his throbbing buddy, which was still slick with a few remaining drops of fluid.

’W-what...it’s really incredible...even though the thick load Little Wen release was so much, yet it’s still so hard, just like yesterday...’ her thoughts were basically hijacked by the "Wakong" staff that’s right in front of her face.

It’s impossible, as the world willed it.

"Fufu... then I suppose I have no choice..." Morenne leaned back down, slurping up the stray moisture and licking along the underside of his erect cock.

"Clean my balls, Auntie... don’t stop until everything is completely spotless, okay~" Owen was deeply satisfied with her total submission.

’ I think I won’t be able to live if I can’t get another blowjob like this. Argh...it’s just too good!’

Morenne was the exact type of busty MILF who became completely docile once she experienced true ecstasy for the first time.

She lacked the rigid self-control of someone like Arielle, who required a lot more maneuvering before giving in.

Thanks to Morenne’s enthusiasm, Owen was reaping the rewards of his traits without any tedious work of art and his talk no jutsu.

Talk no jutsu really works...now he is believing the guy with orange hair for the first time.

"Okayyy~ Lick... lick... lick..." She took his lower part, the balls into her mouth, suckling gently until her cheeks caved in.

The full display of a hungry MILF in the Village.