Chapter 1122 Ultimate Pleasure
Kevin was a bit helpless. Although Grace's tight anus gave his glans a pleasurable sensation, it didn't compare to the intense gratification of vaginal penetration. It was difficult to reach ejaculation this way, plus it was Grace's first time, and she passively endured his thrusts rather than actively engaging like Natalie, who could control the tightness of her sphincter.
Seeing that his godmother was utterly exhausted, Kevin reluctantly pulled out his wet member, noticing a trace of blood on the glans. He felt a pang of sympathy, realizing he had indeed hurt Grace. He gently massaged her plump buttocks and softly asked, "Godmother, are you alright? Are you okay?”
"I'm fine," Grace replied, catching her breath. She opened her sleepy eyes and seductively said, "You little rascal, are you satisfied now? Tell me honestly, have you ever done this with Mrs. Garcia?"
"No," Kevin replied with a cheeky grin.
Grace huffed, "I knew it. Well, when Alissa comes back, you must do the same to her too. I can’t be the only one suffering. Otherwise, don't touch me anymore."
"Of course, godmother, I’ll do whatever you say," Kevin said, as he held her sweaty, voluptuous body. His still rock-hard erection rubbed against her buttocks, the glans slipping into her slippery folds. As he kneaded her full, smooth breasts, he commented with a mischievous smile, "Godmother, I haven't ejaculated yet. Why don't we go one more round?"
"I really don't have the strength to keep up with you. Do whatever you want," Grace replied lazily.
Kevin chuckled and lifted one of Grace’s long, shapely legs, guiding his erect penis along her buttocks and into her folds. The glans slid effortlessly into her vagina, and he began to thrust deeply and shallowly.
Grace remained with her eyes closed, seemingly asleep, but her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing quickened. Her hips instinctively lifted to meet his thrusts, allowing the glans to penetrate deeper into her wet, hot core. Her vagina began to undulate, enhancing the pleasure.
Engaging in this intense, primal act, their bodies melded together in a rhythm that pushed both toward the peaks of ecstasy. Kevin gripped his godmother's plump hips, thrusting vigorously, his penis surging inside her mature, alluring body. There was no denying it; this raw union brought unparalleled satisfaction compared to other forms of intimacy.
In the bedroom, the quick, repetitive sound of flesh hitting flesh reverberated. Kevin lay atop Grace for five or six minutes, feeling a tingling in his glans that signaled he was close. He withdrew his member and they sat facing each other, their legs entwined. Holding her slender waist, he continued to thrust.
Grace’s swollen breasts pressed against Kevin’s face, swaying seductively. He took a nipple into his mouth, sucking and flicking it with his tongue while lightly nibbling the firm flesh. One hand fondled her voluptuous breasts, and the other held her narrow waist. Grace rotated her ample hips, intensifying the sensation as her solid thighs gripped him tightly. Her beautiful face exuded a bewitching allure. They shifted positions across the bed, their moans escalating, and the sheets became messy as the room filled with the intoxicating scent of their lovemaking.
Soon, with a sharp moan, Grace clung tightly to Kevin, biting and kissing his shoulder as her vagina contracted around his penis, bringing her to climax. Kevin’s member, gripped tightly by her spasming walls, sent a wave of intense pleasure through him. His head buzzed as he emptied his thick, hot seed into her welcoming womb.
Finishing, Kevin lay atop Grace, panting heavily, his head resting in her cleavage as he breathed in her enticing scent. "Godmother, that was incredible. I don't even want to go back to school. How about I just hold you and sleep for a while?" he suggested.
"No way," Grace said, running her fingers through his damp hair and giving him a sultry glance. "You still have to go to school. Otherwise, Mrs. Garcia will blame me for leading you astray. Now, go take a shower. Look at you, you're all sweaty and you've soaked my bed."
Kevin fondled her smooth, bare leg, noting the wetness between her plump thighs. "Godmother, it’s because you were so wet. I nearly drowned," he teased.
“You little rascal, it’s all your fault. Now, hurry up. It's getting late,” Grace replied, squeezing his member before getting out of bed. Naked, she began tidying up, gathering the messy sheets while Kevin watched, his just-spent shaft already stirring at the sight of her plump, inviting form.
“Godmother, how about we shower together?” Kevin suggested, trailing after her into the bathroom. They enjoyed an intimate, steamy shower together, where Grace’s ample breasts and nimble hands brought him to another orgasm. Only then did he leave her house contentedly.
In the afternoon, during the first period of self-study, Kevin felt drowsy from his vigorous morning activities with Grace. As he lay napping on his desk, Albert approached, gesturing for a smoke. Kevin lethargically followed him to the boys' restroom.
Albert pulled out a box of cigarettes and handed one to Kevin. "Try a different flavour; this one’s not bad," he said with a grin.
Kevin waved it away. "I’ve quit. Smoking isn't good for you. I suggest you quit too," he advised.
“Oh, come on, I just smoke for fun,” Albert replied, lighting up and taking a puff. "What's this? Is Laura making you quit? She’s your girlfriend now, huh? If she’s this strict now, just imagine when you get married. You probably won't get any pocket money!"
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