Chapter 1494
Kevin moved his hips, gazing at Ms. Rivera who was usually so cold and elegant, now moaning softly under his thrusts. Her lascivious expression fueled a fire within him, making him even harder. He gripped Kimberly's round buttocks with both hands, thrusting deeply and relentlessly. His glans pounded against her cervix like raindrops, and with each withdrawal and insertion, Kimberly's tender labia turned inside out, with her vaginal discharge flowing down her thighs, soaking the sheets beneath them. As he drove into her, he lowered his head to suck on her delicate nipple.
Kimberly's vagina was teased and ground by Kevin's hot cock, the tingling sensation rendering her helpless. Her eyes brimmed with desire, waves of pleasure surged through her, causing her body to convulse and spasm. Her vagina clung to Kevin's throbbing member, completely lost in ecstasy.
"Ms. Rivera, you feel so damn good," Kevin groaned, holding Kimberly's heated body tightly, his chest pressing against her firm breasts. His cock was enveloped by her wetness, thrusting deeply with each movement, hitting her cervix and making her wrap her limbs around him like an octopus. Her hips moved in sync, making her vagina grip him tightly, with no space left between them. Kevin's cock felt like a red-hot iron rod penetrating her deeply, a sensation far beyond anything her husband Grant had given. She completely forgot her identity as a married teacher, abandoning all shame, and moaned lewdly as Kevin brought her to another climax.
Kevin was also overwhelmed by the sensation of her discharge cascading over his glans, making his whole body tingle. He pounded her full buttocks, their bodies slapping together, his glans repeatedly breaking through the barrier of her cervix. Suddenly, with a muffled groan, he ejaculated hot semen deep into her. Her vagina twitched and contracted, releasing more fluids, her body tensing and then relaxing. Kevin leaned down to kiss her panting lips, sucking on her sweet saliva, and she responded, moaning softly.
After their intense encounter, they held each other tightly as the rain outside began to subside. Kimberly's chest heaved, her full breasts pressed against him, her red lips parting, her eyes dreamy, cheeks flushed, and beads of sweat on her forehead. After a while, she opened her eyes and looked at Kevin, saying, “Alright, get off now. Are you satisfied?”
Post-orgasm, Kimberly's pent-up desire was released, and guilt washed over her. She had made love with a student again, feeling like a lewd, wanton woman. Although Grant might have betrayed her, she hadn’t witnessed it firsthand, but she had truly made love with Kevin.
Kevin rubbed his face against Kimberly's smooth cheek, his cock still twitching inside her warm vagina, and grinned. "Ms. Rivera, aren't you satisfied?"
Kimberly blushed, feeling her ears burn. She knew Kevin had seen through her façade. Softly, she replied, "I’m not. If it weren't for the rain, I wouldn’t have let you stay. Now that the rain has stopped, you should leave." She pretended to push him away.
But Kevin held her tightly, his hands roving over her smooth, full body. "You're too much," he teased. "I put in the effort; let me stay with you for the night."
Kimberly, feeling weak, struggled a bit but couldn’t escape Kevin’s grasp. His touch felt so good that she could only glare at him and say, "You're so shameless. If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have..."
"Wouldn't have what?" Kevin grinned like a rogue, squeezing her breast. "Ms. Rivera, weren't you going to teach me? What part is this?"
"Annoying," Kimberly muttered, more embarrassed as he continued. "Breast."
"And this?" Kevin pinched her nipple.
"Mmm, nipple," Kimberly stammered, her voice trembling.
"What are we doing now?" Kevin thrust his cock, hitting her cervix.
"Making love," Kimberly admitted, her face flushed. "Stop asking."
But Kevin didn’t relent, rubbing his glans against her cervix. "Ms. Rivera, keep moaning for me," he urged.
"Kevin, if you keep this up, I'll really get mad," Kimberly panted. "Do you think you can humiliate me just because we made love?"
"Ms. Rivera, I really want to learn from you," Kevin said with mock innocence. "Isn't this combining education with entertainment? I remember those parts better this way."
"Why do you need to learn this? Do you think it will be on the exam?" Kimberly was speechless. Kevin was too shameless, saying such things as if she were a fool.
"But learning isn't just for exams. Didn’t you always say that test-oriented education is bad?" Kevin replied, stroking Kimberly's smooth, round buttocks, his glans still moving inside her wet vagina. His semi-hard cock was in a refractory period, unable to regain its previous hardness.
"You're so glib. Alright, get off. I need to take a shower," Kimberly said, giving Kevin a look. Despite his nonsense, she didn’t feel angry. Instead, she felt a sweet sense of affection. Did she really have different feelings for Kevin? This was more concerning than merely making love with him.
Kimberly pushed Kevin away, got out of bed barefoot, and put on her nightgown. Kevin watched her naked back, her beautiful hair wet and draped over her smooth skin, her cheeks flushed with excitement, her full breasts standing firm like ripe peaches, and her hips round and perky. Her graceful curves made his head spin.
Kimberly moved languidly, her legs straight, her smooth arms slipping into the nightgown, accentuating her impressive figure. Her breasts swayed with her movements, her nipples erect. Her waist and hips were incredibly alluring. Kevin's desire surged, and he climbed out of bed, jumping behind Kimberly like a monkey. He wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands caressing her flat stomach, his chest pressed against her back, and whispered, "Ms. Rivera, don’t put on clothes. It's so much better this way."
"Better for you to look at, right?" Kimberly said, blushing, holding Kevin's mischievous hand. "Didn’t you see enough just now?"
"Never enough, Ms. Rivera. Since there's no one else at home, let's not wear clothes. It's better this way," Kevin said, squeezing her full, firm breasts until they changed shape. His cock rubbed against her buttocks. "Didn't primitive people have it better not wearing clothes?"
"You're the primitive one, not me," Kimberly retorted. But she couldn't resist Kevin, who slipped her nightgown off again. They embraced, naked, touching and kissing. Panting, Kimberly murmured, "Kevin, stop. I really can't. How are you hard again? Didn't you just come?"
"You're so sexy, I can't get enough even if I come a hundred times," Kevin said, kissing her neck, licking the sweat with his tongue, and sucking on her earlobe, making Kimberly moan sweetly. Her face flushed with embarrassment, unable to bear Kevin's teasing. She moved her hips, but it only made Kevin's dick harder, his cock sliding between her wet buttocks, the glans poking her thick labia.
"A hundred times? Do you think you're tough man?" Kimberly said dismissively. Although Kevin was skilled in lovemaking, ejaculating a hundred times was impossible. No man on Earth could achieve that.
"Why don't we find out?" Kevin turned Kimberly around, her full breasts swaying with her breath, her nipples enticing. He flicked her tender nipple, making Kimberly gasp and look at him with sultry eyes, saying, "You only know how to bully me, you little rascal."
That "rascal" made Kevin's bones melt, his heart itching. He couldn't help but hug Kimberly, his tongue invading her mouth, exploring her slippery tongue as he licked and sucked. The sweetness of her saliva was indescribable. Soon, Kimberly couldn't resist, wrapping her arms around Kevin's neck, her nails lightly scratching his back, giving him a passionate kiss. At that moment, Kimberly no longer seemed like a teacher but a woman filled with desire.
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