Huang Fuyong subconsciously looked up, and lifting his eyes, he saw his mother descending gracefully, holding onto the railing.
The sapphire blue lace dress still wrapped her exquisite and graceful figure, but the previously soaked open-crotch white stockings had been replaced with ultra-thin gray garter stockings. The semi-transparent ash-gray material clung to her plump legs, revealing the milk-colored skin underneath. The lace trim of the stockings bit into the soft flesh at the top of her thighs, leaving two circles of erotic, lascivious marks. The two thin garter straps stretched upward, disappearing into the depths of the skirt, trembling slightly with each step, tempting one to lift the skirt and glimpse the wet intimacy beneath.
Her delicate makeup on the face had clearly been just touched up, with smudged eyeliner and lipstick neatly fixed. The redrawn tips of her eyes accentuated the allure, her updo revealed a snow-white nape, yet the springtime glimmer at the corners of her eyes was seductively captivating.