Chapter 1118 Black Panties
"Kevin... Godmother feels so uncomfortable," Grace whispered breathlessly, her hand reaching into Kevin's pants to grasp his thick, hot erection, stroking it with her fingers. It was fully erect, almost too big for her to hold. "Let's go to the bedroom," she panted.
Even though her husband and son weren't home, Grace was still wary that Byron might return unexpectedly, just like the last time Kevin and she made love at home. In the bedroom, at least, they would have a bit more time to react.
Enflamed by Grace's sultry demeanor, Kevin hoisted her voluptuous body up and quickly carried her to the bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed and hurriedly stripped off his clothes.
Grace flipped over, kneeling on the bed with her massive, plump buttocks swaying left and right. Her black A-line skirt threatened to rip apart under the strain, revealing a glimpse of her black panties deeply nestled between her creamy white thighs.
Kevin climbed onto the bed, lifting her skirt and pulling down her stockings, exposing her large, firm buttocks to the air.
Grace’s broad hips and firm, elastic backside swelled invitingly. Her legs splayed in a V-shape, her round, ample buttocks parting to reveal a long and deep cleft. A thin black strap trailed from her waist into the depths of that enticing crease, covering her delicate vulva. Her large, soft, peach-like buttocks glistened temptingly.
As his eyes roved over the lush, expansive curves of Grace’s buttocks, Kevin couldn’t resist but land a few firm slaps on her white, supple flesh. He chuckled, “Godmother, your big butt is so bouncy, firmer than a basketball. I could just sink my teeth into it.”
“Go ahead, my sweet boy. Try a bite,” Grace teased, wiggling her voluptuous hips and casting a seductive glance at Kevin.
Kevin needed no further invitation. He grabbed her luscious, firm buttocks, pressing his hands into the smooth, springy flesh, and then sank his teeth into the meat of her rear.
“Ah...” Grace gasped, the sharp sting in her buttocks sending a jolt through her body. Her vagina clenched with the rush of sensation, drenched her panties with arousal. “You actually bit me. Was it tasty?” she murmured slyly.
“Delicious. Godmother, your big butt tastes wonderful.” Kevin admired the neat teeth marks on her pale skin, a visible testament to his claim over her. He rubbed her smooth, enticing buttocks, then lowered his head to lick the tender flesh, blowing a cool stream of air into the cleft.
“That tickles...” Grace moaned, her full hips twitching. The cool sensation against her nether regions made her want to pee. She sighed softly, noting how Kevin had grown more adept at pleasuring her than her rigid husband, likely thanks to Alissa’s tutoring. Who would have guessed Alissa, who seemed so proper, had such erotic tendencies under her skin?
“Godmother, does this feel good?” Kevin’s voice was husky as he watched her large, voluptuous buttocks swaying. He couldn’t resist smacking them again, the sharp sound and the feel of her firm flesh under his palm thrilling him. He understood now why in the AV films Albert and he had watched, the male actors often delayed penetration, instead choosing to tease and spank the women. This was far more tantalizing.
“Kevin, dear, why are you spanking my butt?” Grace’s voice was a low, pleasurable hum despite the sting from Kevin’s blows, her interior gripping and releasing, dripping with arousal.
“Godmother, why did you dress so provocatively for school today? Were you trying to seduce the principal?” Kevin growled playfully. “With a big, lascivious ass like this, I’m sure he wants to screw his naughty PE teacher.”
“No, I wasn’t,” Grace protested, flushing as she remembered the odd looks Principal Elijah had given her that morning. Perhaps he did desire her. “The school handed out these uniforms. I had no choice.”
“That’s no excuse. With a seductive rump like yours, every man wants to screw you,” Kevin’s excitement grew as he kept smacking her rounded rear, the flesh rippling with each impact. Emboldened, he added, “Godmother, do the boys in your class ever talk about your backside?”
“They do,” Grace confessed, her voice trembling. She was getting into the role-play, her breath quickening as memories of Chris and Frank masturbating in class flashed in her mind. Despite her initial shock, she realized they likely fantasized about her. Recalling their hands stroking their erections made her gush even more.
“What do they say?” Kevin urged, his shaft harder than ever, swaying between his legs.
“They say my butt is so big, they want to fuck me,” Grace admitted, her face warm with embarrassment. This kind of dirty talk was new to her, but she found herself getting more aroused.
“Godmother, you’re not safe with a backside like this,” Kevin teased, his own arousal growing more potent with every stroke and spank.
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