Chapter 1755
In the workshop, Byron was sweating profusely as he worked tirelessly. Business at the workshop had been better these days, earning him a few extra bucks every day, which made him very happy.
Soon, another customer came to buy soy products.
Byron handed the freshly made soy products to the man, who started eating directly from the bowl. Surprised, Byron asked, "No flavor at all. Is it even good to drink?"
"You don't understand. Drinking soy products is all about the original taste. Adding additives ruins everything," the man chuckled. "It's like having sex with a condom, the feeling just isn't the same."
Byron shook his head. This man was a neighbor who loved to crack jokes, but he wasn't a bad guy.
"Hey, Byron, do you wear a condom when you have sex with your wife at night?" The man asked again.
Byron felt awkward. He never discussed such intimate topics with others, especially since his sexual performance wasn't great.
"I don't like wearing one," the man smirked. "But with Grace's physique, you probably can't last long without one, can you hold on for a minute?"
"Close enough," Byron mumbled. In reality, sometimes he would ejaculate within seconds of penetration because Grace's powerful legs made it hard to control himself.
"Only a minute? Really?" The man burst into laughter. "I can last for over ten minutes at my worst. Can Grace handle that? Be careful she doesn't cuckold you."
"Don't talk nonsense. Grace isn't that kind of woman," Byron's face turned red as he tried to defend. "Our relationship is great. Otherwise, with her beauty, would she willingly marry me and have children?"
"Alright, Byron, don't show off," the man sneered. "I heard that Grace was dating someone else before, got pregnant after they broke up, and had to marry you out of necessity. What's there to be proud of? You work hard every day, only to raise someone else's son. How generous of you."
"Bullshit!" Byron's face darkened. He grabbed the knife from the cutting board, gritting his teeth. "Say that again!"
"What are you doing, Byron?" The man was startled. Knowing Byron was a straightforward person, he always joked with him. He never expected Byron to get angry. He quickly apologized, "I didn't say that. I heard it from someone else. Grace is not that kind of woman. Forget it, I'll leave."
Watching the man leave in embarrassment, Byron put down the knife, but his fingers were still trembling. The man's words weighed heavily on him. If it were just a joke, he wouldn't have reacted so strongly. It hit home because it might be true.
His wife's lingering feelings for Chase, and their intimacy at home, he could tolerate. But if Andy wasn't his son but Grace and Chase's child, he couldn't accept it.
However, Andy was born two years after he married Grace. There was no way he could be Chase's son unless Grace had been involved with him before. But if she had reconciled with Chase back then, she could have divorced him instead of keeping it a secret.
Byron felt heavy-hearted. Andy was his only solace. If Andy turned out to be Chase's son, all his sacrifices would be in vain.
He wanted to secretly conduct a paternity test on his son, but he feared Grace's reaction and the possibility of an unbearable truth. It would shatter him completely.
Suddenly, a car pulled up outside the workshop, and a man got out and walked in. It was Chase. He entered the workshop impatiently and said, "Byron, have you made up your mind about the deal we discussed last time? Are you in or out? If you're out, I'll find someone else."
Chase had approached Byron earlier about a business deal. There was a food processing factory in Starfall Town looking for a supplier, with a monthly order of around thirty thousand dollars and a profit margin of about thirty percent. It was a good deal, but Byron hesitated due to his pride. Accepting it would mean accepting Chase's charity.
But a man's pride was worthless; money was everything. With money, he could prove he was worthy of Grace, and no one would call him incompetent.
"I'm in," Byron gritted his teeth. Even if he refused, Chase would still be secretly involved with his wife, making him a fool.
"That's right, a man should prioritize his career," Chase said with a faint smile. "Here's the plan: in a few days, you'll visit the city, tour the processing plant, and sign the contract. Byron, I know you have opinions about me. The truth is, I have selfish motives. I'm not helping you; I'm helping Grace. If you make money, her life will be better. You know, in the past, I was young and foolish, and I hurt her. I owe you thanks. Whether you believe it or not, I hope to make amends for my mistakes."
Watching Chase's sincere expression, Byron felt confused again, unsure if what he said was true or false.
"Kevin, slow down a bit, oh, oh, oh, mmm, feels so good! I'm dying!"
In the guest room, Grace lay half-naked on the bed, her breasts swaying, legs apart. Kevin was on top of her, thrusting rapidly with his thick, long, hard dick vigorously penetrating her wet vagina. The mature beauty's flushed face was filled with pleasure as she moaned and gasped, using her delicate fingers to touch Kevin's nipple.
Kevin raised his upper body, looking down at where their bodies were joined. Their pubic hair was matted with sweat and vaginal discharge, and beneath the dense hair was Grace's plump labia majora. As his cock pressed against her, the two fleshy labia parted, and the vaginal opening released sticky discharge.
"Tight!" Kevin pushed his glans deep into the vaginal opening, feeling the friction of Grace's plump labia against his cock. As he moved deeper, he felt the tightness, making his movements more pleasurable.
With Grace's lower body filled by Kevin's impressive penis, her seductive movements, heavy breathing, and the swaying of her ample buttocks made Kevin both infatuated and fearful. Initially, he had no improper thoughts about Grace. Facing a nearly 5.7-foot tall woman with a curvaceous figure, most men would retreat, not approach. Ninety-nine percent of men couldn't handle such a woman, let alone a high school student like him.
But Grace's bold and daring personality, combined with accidental physical contact with Kevin, ignited her long-suppressed desires, leading her to seduce him. Everything fell into place naturally.
Kevin raised his hips, using his cock to squeeze Grace's labia majora. Soon, the vaginal opening opened, releasing a sticky discharge. Kevin couldn't help but thrust his hips, pressing his cock against her labia majora, causing the vaginal opening to widen, oozing out viscous discharge.
"Ah!" Grace, no stranger to Kevin's large penis, subconsciously opened her mouth wide. Feeling her vagina stretched and filled, she couldn't get enough. She arched her hips, manipulating Kevin's penis.
Kevin, not holding back, thrust forcefully, plunging deep inside. Grace let out a sharp moan, her hands clutching Kevin's neck, nails digging into his flesh. She felt his hot member penetrating deep, scratching sensitive flesh never touched before, leaving her powerless.
Kevin was ecstatic. With other women, he always felt restrained, unable to fully unleash himself. Even with Audrey's deep and tight vagina, he didn't dare to be too forceful.
But facing the athletic Grace, he had no reservations. He thrust his large penis in without hesitation, reveling in the sensation of being completely enveloped by her. Embracing Grace's ample buttocks, he thrust deeply, fully immersed.
Grace's voluptuous buttocks, unlike Alissa's flabby and uncontrollable flesh, were agile and light, making it easy for Kevin to move. Their bodies collided and squeezed, displaying a level of coordination and understanding surpassing that of long-time couples.
As Kevin wildly thrust and pounded, Grace felt like she was in heaven and hell. Her cervix tingled, her body weak. Her legs wrapped around Kevin's waist, swaying back and forth, as his large penis thrust into her fresh, moist vagina, causing a symphony of sounds and a gush of vaginal discharge.
Kevin, in his fervor, continued to thrust vigorously, fully indulging in the moment. The bed, unable to withstand their wild antics, seemed on the verge of collapse at any moment.
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