Chapter 725: A mother and daughter conversation.

Capítulo 725: A mother and daughter conversation.

“So, tell me, how was your first night together?” Anna asked, sitting her daughter down on the large bed in the bedroom on the right, which originally belonged to Arabel and Idan.

Since morning, she had been staring at their bedroom door, waiting for them to come out. Closer to lunch, she could no longer sit still and paced back and forth at the door. When they didn’t show up, she couldn’t stand it and decided to check their bedroom. To her surprise, she found that they were not there.

It didn’t take long for Irene and the others to start searching, but to everyone’s surprise, no one could find them.

It was only after lunch that they suddenly appeared on the lawn at the house, but due to Irene’s urgent business, Anna was unable to talk to her daughter.

Finally, Anna was able to be alone with her daughter, and she had a lot of questions that she longed to get answers to.

After Anna became a cultivator, her beauty became even more vivid. Now she and Arabel looked more like sisters than like mother and daughter.

Arabel, hearing her mother’s question, fidgeted, looked down in embarrassment and, sitting on the bed, remembered last night. She found that remembering her made her feel aroused.

Looking at her embarrassed daughter, Anna couldn’t help but smile.

“From the look of you, I can tell that everything went great, right?” asked Anna, and Arabel nodded in agreement.

“If you’re embarrassed to tell me, how about I ask leading questions and you answer them?” Anna suggested, smiling.

Arabel raised her head, still blushing, and realizing that her mother would not rest until she got answers to her questions, she nodded in agreement again.

Anna, not hiding her amusement, thoughtfully rubbed her chin, trying to figure out where to start.

“Was he gentle with you?” she asked her first question.

“Yes, he was very gentle,” — Arabel replied, remembering their first kiss and how skillfully Idan worked with his own hands.

“What about the kisses? Is he a good kisser?” Anna asked her second question.

“Yes, he’s… he’s very good at it,” Arabel replied, slightly hesitating, remembering their passionate kisses.

Anna asked questions one by one, and Arabel answered them. Gradually, Anna began to build a picture of what had happened in her head.

When it came to Idan’s “buddy,” Arabel widened her eyes and looked at her mother in surprise.

“What did you just say?” she asked.

“I asked, how big is his ‘buddy’? Is it big or small?” Anna, no longer embarrassed, asked these questions.

“Why do you need to know this, Mom?”

“What’s the big deal? I just want to know more about my son-in-law, including his “dignity” and how good he is in bed to satisfy you.”

“Of course, he’s very good at this aspect, you can be sure, but I won’t share it with you,” Arabel refused, not wanting to discuss this topic not only with her mother, but with anyone else.

After all, Idan belonged only to her, and therefore Idan’s “buddy” belonged to her, and there was no way anyone else would know how good this “buddy” was.

“Okay, okay, you don’t have to talk about it,” Anna said with slight resentment.

Arabel did not fall for this trick, maintaining her position. She wasn’t going to share Idan with other women, so she didn’t consider it necessary to discuss this information, despite the fact that she was very pleased with Idan’s “buddy” and even a little proud of it.

Anna gave up and continued to ask questions, which Arabel answered briefly.

Gradually, Arabel began to get used to this kind of conversation, and her embarrassment gradually disappeared.

“So he’s been in charge all this time, right? Did you enjoy the passive role?” asked Anna, and Arabel caught a note of envy in her voice.

“That’s right. He was so good at it that I hardly had to do anything but respond to his actions,” Arabel said with a touch of pride, lifting her chin slightly.

“Tsch!” — Anna clicked her tongue, a little envious of her daughter and how lucky she was with her husband.

“And how many times have you done this?” Anna finally asked.

Arabel’s face, which had been naturally colored a moment ago, flushed like a ripe tomato for a split second.

Arabel wondered, trying to remember how many times they had done this, but she couldn’t count it exactly.

“I can’t say that we’ve only done this once, can I?” she thought. “And it definitely won’t work a couple of times.”

“Several times,” she said eventually.

“Several times? And more precisely? Two, three, four, five? How much?” insisted Anna.

“I don’t remember exactly, but definitely more than three,” Arabel blurted out.

“Tsch!” — Anna clicked her tongue again, looking at her daughter, and then pounced on her, hugging her and starting to tickle her.

“You make your mother jealous, Arabel, you’re a bad daughter,” she said.

“Ah ha ha ha!” laughed Arabel, pretending to struggle out of her mother’s embrace.

Anna gently hugged Arabel from behind.

“I’m so happy for you, Arabel,” she whispered. “I’m really very happy for you.”

Arabel stopped laughing and relaxed into her mother’s gentle embrace. She tried to remember the last time her mother hugged her like that, but she couldn’t.

Anna never ceased to be amazed at how quickly her daughter became an adult and how successfully she created her family with the man she truly loves. It couldn’t help but make her happy.

“Belle,” Anna addressed her daughter, using the affectionate nickname her son-in-law used to call her. “Try next time to ask your husband to take a passive role and take on the role of a presenter.”

“Of course, being passive and having pleasure when your partner is skilled is also nice. But believe me, daughter, being a presenter and giving pleasure to your partner is a completely different experience.”

Arabel, listening to Anna’s words, imagined for a moment Idan, who was lying down, and she was sitting on top of him. And instead of Idan being proactive, this time she was in control of the situation. The thought made her want to try it.

“Trust me, daughter, mom won’t recommend anything bad,” Anna said with a smile, feeling Arabel’s body warming up slightly from these thoughts.

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