Chapter 1694
Kevin carried Evelyn to the balcony, where they could see the view outside. It was nighttime, so the room was dark with no lights on, ensuring their privacy. He held Evelyn close, his arms wrapped around her ample hips, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window. Outside, the lights twinkled, but on the balcony, passion blazed.
"Kevin, a little deeper, my vagina is itching," Evelyn gasped. After a long session, her stamina couldn't match Kevin's, teetering on the edge of exhaustion. Yet she craved the exquisite pleasure of making love with Kevin, even feeling his intensity wasn't enough.
Feeling a bit frustrated, Kevin had given his all. Even the strongest person gets tired sometimes. He had been at it for over an hour, a feat that would have left Audrey drained long ago. But Evelyn seemed to grow more spirited with each round. Was this the difference between a young wife and a mature one? Just moments ago, the seemingly delicate Evelyn had struggled to keep up, but after a brief rest, she became insatiable. Her tight, slippery walls gripped his penis, pulsating and almost pushing him over the edge.
Kevin refused to back down. He was no longer the inexperienced youth he once was. After experiences with Natalie, Vanessa, Grace, and Audrey, he had transformed into a skilled lover. He was eager to showcase his prowess and endurance to Evelyn. Gritting his teeth, he dug his fingers into Evelyn's hips, his steel-like penis relentlessly thrusting, causing her vaginal discharge to spray, and his glans scraping against her tender uterus walls. Evelyn's flushed face and rolling eyes almost made her faint.
"Ahh! I'm about to climax, you naughty boy," Evelyn clung to Kevin's neck, biting his lip, her face a picture of unrestrained desire. Kevin's vigorous thrusts made her tremble, and as her vagina spasmed and contracted, engulfing his penis, she reached another climax. Her suppressed desire erupted like a dazzling firework, with vaginal discharge splattering as her body stiffened, gripping Kevin tightly, her ample buttocks moving frantically.
Unable to resist Evelyn's wild movements, Kevin roared, embracing her tightly and thrusting vigorously. His large penis relentlessly pounded Evelyn's cervix several times, releasing his scorching, viscous semen inside her.
As the noise faded into silence, desire gave way to emptiness. Coming together inevitably led to parting, a truth no one could resist.
Kevin panted heavily, his legs feeling weak and sore. This lovemaking session had drained him more than the threesome with Grace and Alissa. Who would have thought that Evelyn's petite body could unleash such powerful energy?
Evelyn let out a long sigh, as if awakening from a deep, long dream. Her watery eyes sparkled with a seductive light. She leaned weakly against Kevin's chest, sweat trickling down her chest, her ample buttocks still swaying, and Kevin's penis still ejaculating residual semen, causing her cervix to contract and pulsate.
It was so satisfying. She had never experienced such an exhilarating encounter, surpassing their previous encounters with Kevin. She felt completely drained, as if she had just been through a fierce battle.
"Kevin, I hate you." Evelyn suddenly opened her mouth and bit Kevin's shoulder hard. Kevin, who had been lost in pleasure, yelped in pain, looking at the seemingly possessed Evelyn. He was puzzled by her sudden aggression. How could she go from looking exhausted to biting him out of nowhere? Were all women this neurotic?
Seeing the neat bite mark on Kevin's shoulder oozing blood, Evelyn suddenly felt a pang of guilt. She gently touched the wound with her slender fingers and looked up at Kevin, scolding, "It's your fault. Why didn't you dodge?"
Kevin was speechless but found Evelyn's current behavior oddly endearing, like a little girl. He leaned in and planted a kiss on her smooth cheek, saying with a grin, "Evelyn, it's okay, it doesn't hurt."
He didn't understand why Evelyn had suddenly bitten him, but he felt there must be some hidden anguish in her heart.
Evelyn nestled against Kevin's broad chest, feeling his heart beating steadily. She wished he would hold her like this forever. Suddenly, she envied her sister Patty's carefree divorce and the freedom to do as she pleased without any burdens. Patty could love whoever she wanted without worries. But Evelyn couldn't.
As the eldest daughter of the Allen family, she carried a heavy burden of responsibilities. She couldn't abandon her father, husband, or son. While others might envy her as the wife of a director, thinking she lived a carefree life without the need to work for money, who could understand her inner turmoil? Not even her sister could comprehend her struggles. She couldn't confide in anyone, resorting to intense lovemaking to release her pent-up emotions.
After a while, Evelyn lifted her body, her hands around Kevin's neck. She gently rubbed her lips against Kevin's cheek like a kitten, savoring the unforgettable lovemaking session. Softly, she said, "Okay, let me down. You've made my private parts swollen."
Kevin finally released Evelyn, who almost stumbled, feeling her legs too weak to obey. She struggled to walk to the bathroom, rejecting Kevin's attempt to follow. She knew that if she let Kevin in, it would lead to another intense encounter. She had no energy left and couldn't withstand his advances.
Watching Evelyn's heavy buttocks sway into the bathroom, Kevin gulped nervously. He wanted to barge in and continue their passionate encounter with the alluring Evelyn. However, after their prolonged session, he realized it would be risky if Laura or others found out he was missing.
With that in mind, Kevin quickly changed clothes and left the room to find Laura. But as he turned the corner in the hallway, he bumped into someone coming from the opposite direction. Unable to stop, he instinctively raised his hand to push, only to touch something soft and squishy.
"Ah! Kevin!"
"Hmm? Maurice?"
Both of them were taken aback, staring at each other. Kevin observed Maurice, who was dressed in a light purple one-piece swimsuit, accentuating her voluptuous and sensual body. Her smooth thighs, ample breasts, and full buttocks exuded maturity and allure, almost queen-like in her dignity.
Comparing Maurice to Evelyn in his mind, Kevin found Evelyn to be the kind of woman one would want to hold and flirt with, while Maurice inspired a sense of reverence, making one want to kneel and worship her without any hint of disrespect.
"Kevin, what are you doing here?" Maurice frowned, placing her hand on her chest.
"Maurice, I came to the hot springs with my classmates," Kevin replied, feeling a bit guilty, considering he had been playing with Maurice's buttocks earlier.
"Is that so?" Maurice gazed at Kevin, noting that she hadn't seen him in a while. She felt he had grown taller and more muscular. With a smile, she said, "Kevin, why haven't you visited me lately? Are you avoiding me?"
"Not at all, I've been busy preparing for exams recently," Kevin hurriedly explained.
"Aren't your exams over? You have time to come to the hot springs but not to see me," Maurice huffed. "I think you just don't want to come and are making excuses."
"Maurice, we have classes next Monday. I'll come visit once we're on break," Kevin said with a grin. "I'll chat with you every day then. Is that okay?"
"Sure, don't promise things you can't keep," Maurice, clearly understanding Kevin, suddenly asked, "By the way, did you visit the massage room just now?"
"What massage room? I've been at the swimming pool the whole time," Kevin felt anxious, sensing Maurice's suspicion. "Maurice, where is the massage room?"
"Forget it, I was just asking," Maurice said with a slight smile. "Go find your classmates. I have something to attend to."
"Okay, Maurice, goodbye," Kevin breathed a sigh of relief and headed towards the swimming pool.
As Maurice watched Kevin walk away, she furrowed her brow. Something felt off in the massage room earlier. The masseuse's technique was different. When she washed herself, she felt sticky in her buttock cleft, assuming it was shower gel. Now, seeing Kevin, she suddenly had a realization. Could it have been Kevin who massaged her earlier? The familiarity of the touch made her suspect it was him.
Kevin must have taken advantage of her while she slept. A blush crept onto Maurice's face as she remembered the last time Kevin had ejaculated on her buttocks. She found the situation both amusing and exasperating. Who would have thought she would encounter Kevin at the hotel massage? Well, she had been quite comfortable during the massage, so perhaps it balanced out.
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