Chapter 18: Chapter 18:"S-shh D-don’t Raise Your Voice, Little Wen... My Husband Might Hear You...

"Hehe... acting all bashful when you’re the one who kept stealing glances ever since we were sitting on the bench," Owen pointed out, causing her face to burn even hotter from her neck to her ears.

She had been blushing furiously ever since they were standing together by the wishing well after she heard the lewd and obscene wish Owen whispered to her.

"D-did you notice?" She was truly caught like a mouse in a trap!

"Hehe... of course. I would never miss such burning glances from you Aunt~" Owen guided her hands to his rod.

It was almost a shame that he was still fully clothed; the fabric was hindering the maximum sensation of her delicate hands, but it was still incredible as long as Morenne was the one providing the pleasure.

"I-it’s so hot..." The words escaped her lips subconsciously before her mind could even process them.

How could she say something so revealing while committing such a scandalous act...especially at the back of the barn!

She was diving headfirst into a dangerous pit, yet she couldn’t control her own body.

Morenne had been burning with curiosity the moment she laid eyes on him today, but she never expected things to escalate this quickly.

She definitely possessed a hidden, daring side; she had been attracted to Owen since he came of age, and now that he had finally returned to the village, her dormant feelings were completely ignited.

That was precisely why her affection was a ’Special Interest.’ to begin with.

"It’s supposed to be hot, Auntie... keep touching it, you’re doing a good job." he commanded, guiding both of her palms to slowly rub against his rigid cock.

’Ahh! Stepping outside was truly the best decision I’ve ever made... doing something this dirty little secret at the back of the barn is absolutely wild,’ Owen thought to himself.

He was lost for words; her hands were just too gentle compared to his own.

It was a completely different universe compared to his infamous "self service".

’How can she work as a farmer and still have such heavenly hands...’ Owen couldn’t fathom how a village farmer MILF palms could be this delicate and smooth; it felt like an absolute cheat code...a scam.

"I-is this helping your wish, Little Wen?" she inquired, her eyes filled with anticipation as she stared at his lap.

’H-how can a man possess something so big... my husband can’t even hold a candle to this...’ Her frantic thoughts slammed against her conscience.

The intense heat radiating from his touch felt like a furnace; it was deeply comforting, and she secretly craved it.

Morenne felt as though she could hold him beneath his clothes for an eternity.

"Yes, keep up that exact motion, Auntie. You’re doing great... rub it a bit harder, ahh, just like that!" Owen closed his eyes.

A dirty little secret at the back of the barn with a voluptuous, blonde beauty stroking him was almost too much to handle.

"Like this? Do you enjoy this, Little Wen?" She wanted to gauge his reaction.

For some inexplicable reason, she was falling in love with the dirty little secret they were sharing.

"Just don’t stop, Auntie... how are you so incredibly skilled at this?" Owen asked as her palms worked absolute wonders. He was already fantasizing about her wicked hands rubbing against his bare cock.

"I-i’m... too embarrassed to say..." Morenne accelerated her movements, as if craving his compliments! It was fueling her scandalous thoughts to an absolute peak.

"Hehe... acting shy when you’re the very one who brought me here~?" Owen reached out, placing his hand near her head.

Morenne was intentionally concealing her face behind her cascading blonde hair so he wouldn’t see the exact expression she was making.

"I-I’m simply helping with your wish, nothing more!" She evaded the topic entirely, acting like a startled creature trying to avoid a sudden downpour.

"Hoh... then you need to exert yourself much more! Apply more pressure, Auntie!" Owen ordered with absolute vigor.

She was still trying to act innocent even though she was clearly thoroughly enjoying the physical contact!

"S-shh D-don’t raise your voice, Little Wen... my husband might hear you..." Morenne whispered frantically into his ear. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

She was acting exactly like a criminal caught in the act...fully aware that what she was doing was terribly wrong, yet completely choosing to plunge deeper regardless.

’Holy hell... she has the audacity to say that while her hands are moving faster!’ Owen marveled at her beautiful hypocrisy.

"Hehe... doesn’t that just make it infinitely more exhilarating~?" Owen whispered back, sending sharp shivers down her spine.

His smooth-talking voice was completely muddling her senses, forcefully yet comfortably invading her sanity.

"S-shh... I’m only doing this for your wish, understand? Now please, just let me finish the job." She tried to silence him again, which only caused his wicked smirk to widen.

"It’s entirely your fault that we’re engaging in this behavior, so you need to take full responsibility. You are my dear Auntie, after all~"

Staying quiet was for fools; he possessed broken, legendary skills, and it was time to utilize them to their maximum potential.

"I will take responsibility... so please, just hurry up and cum!" Her boundaries were completely crumbling under his pressure.

Morenne wanted to bring the encounter to a swift conclusion, terrified that her husband might return at any given second.

"Then work a little faster... how about you remove my pants to speed up the process Aunt~?"

There’s a paused, as the sound of rubbing echoed...but it didn’t last long.

"O-okay... but promise me you won’t do anything else, alright? My husband will be returning shortly, Little Wen." She slid her hands trembling down to his waistband, swiftly pulling back the fabric and releasing the hidden glory of his divine asset.

Gasp!!!

Morenne’s breathing completely ceased as her gaze fell upon the staggeringly thick, monumental divine cock...

It looked absolutely breathtaking, heavy veins mapping their way up the shaft, terminating at a glistening, pink head that shone beautifully with a bead of his precum under the shaded roof of the barn..