Chapter 132 Auntie, You Good?
"Ah... ah... ah..." Evelyn Allen's hips bucked as Kevin 's tongue worked wonders, her pussy soaking wet. Waves of pleasure had her moaning loud.
Suddenly, Albert Williams' bedroom door swung open. Albert, rubbing his eyes, yelled towards the kitchen, "Mom, what's with the noise? Can I get some peace in the morning?"
Evelyn jumped, yanking her dress down to hide Kevin underneath. She spun around, pretending to chop veggies, and nervously said, "Albert, you're up. Just getting lunch ready."
"Lunch this early? Oh, it's almost noon," Albert said, glancing at the clock. "Hey, Mom, has Kevin shown up yet?"
"Oh, not yet. He should be here soon," Evelyn replied, flustered, hoping her son wouldn't catch on. Kevin , still under her dress, kept licking her sensitive pussy, making her voice shake.
"That guy probably forgot. I reminded him yesterday," Albert grumbled, but instead of heading to the kitchen, he went to the bathroom. Afterward, he yawned and said, "Mom, I'm going back to bed. Let me know when Kevin gets here."
"Alright, go ahead," Evelyn said, barely able to stand as her pussy kept leaking juices down her thighs.
Once Albert went back to his room, Kevin popped out from under the dress, looking worried. "Auntie, did Albert notice anything?"
"You little rascal! I told you to stay still, but you couldn't behave," Evelyn scolded, her face a bit flushed. "Where'd you learn such naughty stuff? The internet?"
"Auntie, did you like it?" Kevin asked, pulling Evelyn close, his cock pressing against her through the thin dress, eager for more.
"Yes, Auntie liked it. You made me want more," Evelyn replied, eyes full of lust. She grabbed Kevin 's hard cock through his pants, feeling its heat and firmness. "You naughty boy, do you want to fuck Auntie's pussy?"
Unable to hold back, Kevin yanked down his pants, revealing his thick, long cock. He turned Evelyn around, bent her over the counter, and lifted her dress to her waist. He rubbed his cock against her wet pussy before thrusting in. Her pussy, already slick from his licking, offered no resistance as he plunged deep, fucking her hard and fast.
Worried Albert might come out, Kevin didn't waste time. He pounded Evelyn's pussy rapidly, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the kitchen. Evelyn soon hit orgasm, her pussy clenching around Kevin 's cock, which quickly followed, releasing a load of semen deep inside her. Both were left panting, Kevin resting against Evelyn's back.
Evelyn turned to kiss Kevin , savoring the post-orgasmic bliss. "Alright, you little rascal, Auntie is satisfied. Go find Albert. I'll call you when lunch is ready."
Kevin held Evelyn for a moment before leaving the kitchen. He went to knock on Albert's bedroom door, saying loudly, "Albert, why are you still in bed? It's late!"
He pushed the door open to find Albert sitting on his bed, engrossed in a video game. Without looking up, Albert said, "Oh, you're here. Help me with this level; I can't get past it."
Kevin grabbed a controller and joined him.
After half an hour, Evelyn came to the door, calling them to wash up for lunch. During the meal, Evelyn kept serving Kevin food, scheming how to send Albert away so she could make love with Kevin again. Her eyes were filled with a seductive gleam, making Kevin 's heart race. They exchanged flirtatious glances, enjoying the thrill of their secret.
Suddenly, the front door opened, and a man in his thirties walked in. He was short, with a beer belly, carrying a briefcase, and his hair slicked back—Albert's father, Barrett Williams. He was accompanied by a young man, probably his driver.
Evelyn's face changed, quickly getting up to greet her husband. "Barrett, you're back? I thought you had a lunch meeting. Have you eaten lunch?"
Barrett, reeking of alcohol, slurred, "I had lunch. Ran into Mr. Harris at the restaurant. Had to toast him, you know. One drink led to another. Don't worry about me; I'm going upstairs to lie down."
Evelyn forced a smile, "Alright, dear. Get some rest."
As Barrett stumbled upstairs, Evelyn shot a quick glance at Kevin , her mind already plotting their next secret rendezvous. Kevin smirked, knowing this was far from over.
He dismissed the driver and staggered towards the stairs.
Evelyn hurried to support him, frowning. "You shouldn't drink so much. You have meetings every day and drink at every meal. It's not good for your health."
"I'm fine, I can handle it," Barrett chuckled, groping Evelyn's butt. "Maybe we can have some fun later."
"Stop it, we have guests," Evelyn said, blushing and glancing at Kevin , feeling a sudden resistance to her husband’s intimate behavior.
Barrett noticed Kevin for the first time, frowning. "He's no guest. Stop bringing random people into our house. Tell him to leave."
His voice was loud, and Kevin heard it, feeling awkward.
"Barrett, how can you say that?" Evelyn was both angry and anxious, pulling him upstairs to their bedroom. She intended to argue with him but found him already passed out on the bed, snoring loudly.
Evelyn was so furious that she wanted to kick him off the bed. Worried about Kevin 's feelings, she quickly went downstairs, only to find Kevin at the door, with Albert holding his arm, saying something. Evelyn approached, feeling helpless. "Kevin , don't take it seriously. Your uncle had drunk too much and had something on his mind. He didn't mean it."
"Auntie, it's okay. I'm not upset," Kevin forced a smile. "Thanks for the meal. I should go home now. Goodbye, Auntie."
Ignoring Evelyn's attempts to stop him, Kevin left.
He was a very proud person.
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