Chapter 1168 Rose Essential Oil
Initially, Kevin thought Audrey would only massage him like she did before, a simple rub on the shoulders and waist. However, to his surprise, Audrey retrieved a bottle of rose essential oil from the bedside table. She applied it onto her breasts, then instructed him to lie down on the bed and proceed to rub her breasts against his back in circular motions. Feeling the two prominent flesh mounds endlessly massaging his back, Kevin's entire body erupted in goosebumps of excitement. He hadn't expected such a fiery and stimulating act was part of his cousin's full-service package. It was truly exhilarating, especially with Audrey's voluptuous breasts coated in oil, smooth and tender, pressing and gliding warmly on his back, providing an experience akin to divine bliss.
"Hehe, Kevin, is the teacher's massage enjoyable?" Audrey, now more relaxed, wiggled her plump and fair jade-like body. Her oil-coated, super-sized bursting bosoms slid on the male's back like snowy mountains, though her movements still appeared somewhat reserved. For this conservatively minded teacher, such actions felt lewd and lascivious. Typically, only irregular massage parlors would offer such services of an erotic nature. However, in order to bring joy to her cousin, she was willing to make this sacrifice.
"It’s so comfortable, incredibly so." Kevin, immersed in bliss, noted that Natalie had also indulged him in such breast play previously. When it came to enticing men, nobody could outperform this shady and worldly woman who dabbled in dark circles. While Audrey might not possess Natalie's wild allure, once this modest housewife shed her inhibitions and turned slightly more proactive and enthusiastic, the excitement and stimulation generated were unprecedented.
Women like Audrey, pure and conservative, were best suited for a gradual form of training. If it were Quentin, for example, this guy would have already engaged in all sorts of playful acts, likely driving this beautiful and lonely woman to the edge of ecstasy and despair. After all, Vanessa was debauched in the same manner, courtesy of him. However, Kevin was merely a sixteen-year-old boy whose normal lovemaking desires could suffice. These peculiar acts only served to provide novelty and excitement, rather than driving him to the level of training women.
Audrey wriggled her upper body, her massive, full bosoms pressed firmly against the male's back, slightly deformed due to the pressure. The two firm, prominent protrusions delicately grazed against him, with long strands of hair falling onto his neck and ears, tickling him. Kevin felt so refreshed that he clenched his fists, feeling the uncomfortable sensation of his erection rubbing against his belly on the sheet. He had to arch his back to create space for movement.
Observing Kevin's reaction, Audrey chuckled, pretending surprise. "Kevin, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Should I take you to the infirmary?"
Seeing Kevin still engaged, she jokingly cooperated. Furrowing his brow, he said, "Mrs. Johnson, I don't know what's happening. It's swollen down there. Can you take a look?" With that, he twisted his body and lay flat on the bed, his erect manhood towering like a prepared cannon.
"So hard and hot." Audrey chuckled as she lightly pushed Kevin's shaft with her fingers. The glans trembled gently, emitting a thrilling warmth. Musing for a moment, she suggested, "How about cooling it down a bit? Lowering the temperature?"
Kevin was nearly frightened into softness. Was such a practice even valid? Wasn't there a risk of impotence? He expressed his concern, "Mrs. Johnson, you're being too intense. Let's forget about this. I'll handle it myself to prevent any damage."
Audrey laughed as her ample, round, snowy white breasts jiggled uncontrollably. Suppressing her amusement, she extended a black-stockinged leg between Kevin's thighs, using her toes to tease his glans. Her tender, delicate palms massaged the base of his manhood, the black-stockinged foot smooth and silky, each caress feeling like an electric shock, causing the glans to quiver and redden further, on the verge of eruption.
Was this the silk-stocking foot job of the endowed teacher?
Watching the seductive beauty sitting on the bed, the bright lights casting a mysterious glow on her fair jade body, the Audrey-shaped depression in the mattress adding to the allure. Audrey supported herself with her hands on the bedsheet behind her, leaning her upper body backward, accentuating her towering, perky bosoms, akin to towering peaks on a vast snowy plain. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, revealing a slender and fair neck. Above the neck lay the teacher's captivating and heart-stirring visage. At this moment, Audrey's eyes were full of affection, her long eyelashes trembling gently, her lips slightly parted. Clad in black pack nylon stockings, her shapely legs were flawlessly smooth, radiating an ivory-like gleam under the light, alluring beyond measure.
Glancing at the pair of sensual and enchanting legs indulging him in a foot job, Kevin felt a dry throat and a fiery sensation in his lower abdomen. Aunt's legs were just perfect—rounded and firm thighs, slender and straight calves, rivaling those international supermodels on television.
"Hiss... So enjoyable, Mrs. Johnson, you grip me so comfortably." With every movement of the glans against the teacher's silky stocking-clad foot, the black stockings were moistened by the liquid seeping from the glans, exuding extreme sensuality. The sensitized glans rubbing against the smooth stockings generated intense pleasure, stoking the flames of desire within Kevin. Nearly on the brink of release, he had to constantly tighten his buttocks, restraining the urge to ejaculate, thrusting his hips, allowing his manhood to slide back and forth between Audrey's feet, indulging in the tantalizing friction against the silk stockings.
Audrey let out soft moans, feeling the male’s robust and fiery manhood through the thin stockings. The unusual sensation sent tingles of sensitivity directly to her brain through her delicate arches, spreading like electric currents throughout her body, igniting an overwhelming blaze of desire. Flowing with arousal in her honeyed cave, she firmly grasped the bedsheet below, her knuckles turning a little pale from the force.
Certainly, the foot job provided by this enchanting and endowed teacher brought more than just physical pleasure. It struck a psychological chord as well. A married woman, bare-chested, clad in decadent stockings, using her feet to stimulate an intimacy outside her marriage, feelings of shame and guilt surged within Audrey.
Was she truly descending into depravity? Suddenly, the face of her husband, Jason, flashed before her eyes. Yet, unlike before, the guilt that once plagued her was absent. Instead, a sense of liberated retaliation arose within her. If Jason could revel in joy with other women at Starhaven, why should she endure the loneliness and solitude? For the past six months, she had persevered through the agony, only to realize it was all a joke in the end.
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