Chapter 1096 Pushing In
The material of the silk nightgown was incredibly smooth. As Kevin's rod surged within, the hem of the nightgown could not hold still, sliding upward. Suddenly, Kevin felt the resistance around his flesh rod dissipate. Lowering his head, he noticed that the hem of the nightgown had been flipped up by his own rod, exposing the governor's wife's buttocks, as white and tender as a full moon, entirely revealed.
At this moment, his member, with no barrier, intimately nestled in the smooth crevice of her behind, making contact with the taut flesh of her buttocks. The intense pleasure made his staff swell to its limit. Instinctively, he thrust forward, the fiery glans delving deep into the crevice, swiftly reaching the woman's nether regions, only stopping when the glans were tightly squeezed by her undergarments. He felt the glans enveloped by the delicate flesh, the enveloping sensation almost bringing him to the brink, forcing him to cease his motion, panting on Maurice's plump buttocks, hesitant to move further.
Simultaneously, Maurice was jolted awake by Kevin's sudden push. Realizing her buttocks were firmly pressed and her nether regions were being held by a fiery, hard object, she was taken aback. Just as she was about to struggle, she heard the breath of a man behind her. Her body stiffened, filled with anger.
It was Kevin, taking advantage of her while she was asleep. Despite her familiarity with Kevin, there were boundaries she wouldn't allow to be crossed. Although she treated Kevin like family now, she had lines that were not to be crossed. Uncertain whether to stop him, she felt a gentle nudge at her entrance as Kevin's glans reached her doorstep.
The intimate contact's sensations nearly made her cry out in pleasure, her mind blank. Yet, realizing her underwear remained on, with Kevin's member only teasing her downstairs, she sighed with relief, thinking Kevin still had some sense of propriety, not daring to fully intrude as she pondered whether to halt his actions.
Kevin continued his movements, his staff sliding slowly within Maurice's crevice. He dared not penetrate fully. However, the friction between his glans and her delicate petals still pleased him immensely. The mature woman's passage was more substantial than that of a younger woman, providing a different sensation. After a few thrusts, he felt her dampen, not just soaking through her undergarments but also wetting his glans. Plunging his entire staff between her buttocks, he ground against her folds, pressing against the governor's wife's plump posterior, deluding himself into thinking he was merely providing Mrs. Maurice with a massage, albeit not with his hands.
Maurice, feigning sleep, wrestled internally. Kevin's transgression angered her deeply, yet he hadn't breached her limits entirely. Her comfort with the boy's member inside her made her indecisive. The tingling sensation downstairs eased her inner unrest, and she eventually tacitly accepted the boy's audacious act. She even unconsciously arched her hips upward in sync with his movements, reasoning that as long as Kevin didn't penetrate fully, she could manage. If she were to awaken now, she didn't know how to confront Kevin. If he became too frightened to visit again, it wasn't the outcome Maurice desired.
Unaware that Maurice had been roused, Kevin was deeply engrossed in the intimate contact with her, his desires escalating, his arousal reaching its peak as their beings intertwined. The stimulation of their sex organs rubbing together, the vile desires invading the governor's wife's body, drove him swiftly to the summit of lovemaking.
"Ah... I can't hold it in anymore," Kevin, his eyes bloodshot, breath heavy, thrust vigorously against Maurice's plump buttocks. His fiery glans, enveloped by the undergarments, slammed against her plump flesh cavern, even slipping into her folds momentarily, the sensation of being swathed by tender flesh overwhelming him. With a muffled groan, his buttocks clenching, his mind dizzy, his spine tingling, his member pulsated violently, releasing a thick surge of liquid into Maurice's crevice.
At the moment of his climax, Maurice almost moaned aloud, biting her lips tightly, hands gripping the sofa cushion, enduring the unusually intense pleasure with her legs taut and a warm flow trickling from her intimate core.
Kevin, catching his breath, gazed at the mess he'd created on Maurice's buttocks, mixed with a hint of fear. Quickly grabbing tissues to clean her up, he found her undergarments soaked with fluid. Frowning, he had a sudden idea and decided to blow fervently on Maurice's behind, hoping to dry the underwear out.
The sensation of Kevin blowing on her buttocks made Maurice feel ticklish and puzzled. Realizing the boy's intentions, she couldn't help but chuckle at his innocence, thinking he believed this act could erase the evidence of his transgression. It was naive, but in a way, it was better, sparing herself from making up excuses on his behalf later on.
After ten minutes of blowing and the warmth from Maurice's body, the undergarments were indeed dried. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Kevin took a deep breath, nudged Maurice's arm, and softly said, "Mrs. Maurice, wake up."
Maurice pretended to just awaken, rising with a smile. "Kevin, that massage was truly comforting. I fell asleep. You should come help Auntie with massages more often in the future."
"Okay," Kevin replied absentmindedly. Uneasy, fearing a discovery of his anomaly, he felt guilty and swiftly excused himself after a few words, pretending he had homework to do at home. Maurice didn't forget to send him off with a box of special grapes before he left.
Watching Kevin hurriedly depart, a hint of a smile played on Maurice's lips. She gently rubbed the buttocks that had been somewhat swollen by the boy's previous actions, suddenly feeling a glimmer of hope in her once monotonous days.
Her phone rang suddenly. It was Oscar, the city police chief, updating her on the progress of the case, stating that the detective team was fully engaged in solving the theft.
Listening to Oscar's report, Maurice calmly stated, "Mr. Oscar, I reported the incident as an ordinary resident. You needn't update me, and I won't interfere with your police work. Don't treat me specially because I am Armando's wife. I simply hope you can ensure the city's security, allowing the people to live peacefully and securely."
"Of course, we will intensify night patrols to combat household break-ins," Oscar responded.
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