Chapter 1187
Willow, who knew her way around the bedroom, quickly picked up on Kevin's signals. She pushed her hips back even more, grinding her smooth butt against his cock. Kevin managed a few more thrusts before he couldn't hold back anymore. His big cock erupted, shooting thick semen deep into Willow's vagina, hitting her sweet spot.
As Kevin's hot load filled her, Willow shivered, lying on the table. Her burning breasts pressed against the cold glass, flattening out, with her sensitive nipples squished into her soft flesh.
Kevin, panting hard, collapsed on Willow's back, his body hot and spent. They were still connected down below, his dick still inside her. Their legs tangled together, his rough, hairy ones rubbing against her smooth skin, sending waves of raw pleasure through them. In that moment, the twenty-year age gap between them disappeared, leaving just pure, primal attraction.
Willow felt Kevin's dick soften and slip out of her like magic. She barely managed to move to the couch with him, gently stroking his damp hair like a mom comforting her kid. She softly asked, "How do you feel, Kevin? Did it feel good coming inside me?"
"Yeah, it felt amazing." Kevin, feeling weak all over after their intense session, turned his head and started licking Willow's erect nipple. It was salty from sweat, but he found it delicious. He took the whole nipple into his mouth, which was darker and larger than Audrey's, like a baby's pacifier. Kevin found it smooth and satisfying to suck on.
"Want some milk?" Willow chuckled, feeling Kevin's sucking tickle her chest. "Too bad I don't have any for you."
Making love was the most intimate thing between a man and a woman. After their passionate encounter, Willow felt a new closeness with Kevin. She never thought she'd be this close to anyone other than Devon, but now that it happened, she didn't overthink it. Unlike Audrey, Willow didn't stress about stuff. As long as Devon didn't find out, it was all good. She trusted Kevin wouldn't be dumb enough to brag about it.
If Kevin were the type to not get the consequences, Willow wouldn't have gotten involved with him. After everything she'd been through, Willow was super cautious. She wasn't about to risk everything for love; no guy was worth that.
After hitting forty, she had to learn to roll with the punches and find some inner peace. No point in stirring up drama just for sex. Willow took a chance with Kevin because she saw him as a simple, easy-to-manipulate young guy. A studious kid like him was probably more scared of trouble than she was.
Just then, her phone rang from her coat pocket. Too lazy to get up, she sweetly said, "Kevin, can you grab my phone for me?"
"Sure." Kevin gave Willow's full, smooth breast a playful squeeze, got off the couch, and walked over to the coat rack by the bedroom door. He pulled out a small, pink phone from her coat pocket and saw Ivan's name on the screen. He almost laughed, tempted to answer and mess with Ivan.
But he quickly shook off the idea. Kevin walked back to the couch and handed the phone to Willow. Seeing Ivan's name, Willow felt a sudden pang of guilt, knowing Kevin was Ivan's classmate. She quickly sat up, covered herself with her nightgown, and answered the call, nervously asking, "Ivan, what's up?"
"Mom, where are you?" Ivan's voice sounded impatient.
"I went to the city to meet a friend. I'll be back this afternoon. Did you just wake up? Have you eaten? Ask Claire to make you a steak. I bought your favorite marbled beef at the supermarket last night." Willow's voice softened when she spoke to Ivan, clearly doting on him. Women her age often felt this way, growing more distant from their husbands but pouring all their love and energy into their sons, seeing them as younger versions of their husbands.
"I've eaten." Like many spoiled kids, Ivan was indifferent to the motherly love that many envied, even feeling numb to it. "Mom, I'm out of money. Can you give me some?"
"I gave you two thousand dollars last week. How did you spend it so quickly?" Willow frowned but didn't dare to scold Ivan. "What did you spend it on?"
"Mom, why do you ask so many questions? I spent money on dating and eating, and my sneakers are too small. I need new ones. Two thousand dollars isn't even enough for you to buy a bag." Ivan was exasperated.
"Alright, I'll transfer the money to you later." Willow said helplessly. "By the way, you should behave yourself at school. Even if you plan to study abroad, you need to graduate from high school first."
"Okay, I got it." Ivan said coldly. "Hurry up and send me the money. I need it urgently."
Listening to Willow's conversation with Ivan, Kevin got a mischievous idea. He walked behind Willow, wrapped his arms around her delicate body, and gently played with her erect nipples. His penis rubbed against her smooth, tight buttocks, then he gently thrust, sliding the tip into her butt crack. The crack was still wet from their earlier session, and the tip easily slid down to her labia.
Willow gasped at Kevin's sneak attack, quickly biting her lip and looking back at him with a pleading expression.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
