Chapter 1790
"Feels so good." Kevin couldn't help but moan as he felt the mature woman pleasuring his penis with her mouth. The sensation was so pleasurable and exciting that his hips lifted involuntarily, pressing his glans firmly against Cynthia's soft flesh deep in her mouth.
Cynthia, feeling the thickness of Kevin's penis pressing against her, furrowed her brows slightly in discomfort. A hint of pain crossed her delicate face, a blush of desire tinting her cheeks. Despite this, she continued to eagerly suck and stroke Kevin's hot penis with her mouth, her oral walls contracting around the glans, while her nimble fingers massaged and squeezed the base of his dick, occasionally playing with his heavy testicles.
Despite Kevin's wealth of sexual experience, after holding back all night, he quickly felt the sensations building under Cynthia's skilled touch. His glans tingled, but he didn't want to climax just yet. Sitting up, he switched positions with Cynthia, sitting on the couch and having her kneel in front of him to continue pleasuring his penis. He grabbed Cynthia's head, guiding her movements as he thrust his cock forcefully.
As Cynthia was taken by the movements of Kevin's large penis in her mouth, nearly reaching her throat, she swallowed saliva continuously, her eyes flashing with a liberated look. Her mature and sensual body twisted, her silky hair swaying with each movement, exuding a seductive allure.
"Cynthia, I can't hold it." Kevin felt an overwhelming urge to ejaculate rising within him. With a tight grip on Cynthia's head, he pushed his glans into her mouth, letting out a loud roar as his cock rapidly pulsed, releasing hot, sticky semen into Cynthia's mouth.
Although Cynthia was prepared, she was still taken aback by the force of the ejaculation, coughing and choking as she spat out Kevin's dick. Kneeling on the floor, she gasped for breath, her lips slightly parted as traces of semen trickled down her chin, her cheeks flushed. Kevin couldn't help but be reminded of a mature woman being humiliated in an adult film by Cynthia's poignant and melancholic expression.
Kevin's hidden sinful impulse was fully ignited. Standing in front of Cynthia, his recently ejaculated dick half-erect and swaying slightly, semen dripping from the glans, he chuckled and said, "Cynthia, help me clean up." In reality, a teenage boy facing an adult woman is at a disadvantage both physically and psychologically, especially against someone like Cynthia, in her forties, with vast sexual experience and social skills that far surpass Kevin's.
In theory, Kevin should have been completely under Cynthia's control like Albert, but in the past six months, he had undergone a remarkable transformation, including being manipulated by Natalie and Vanessa, two women even more cunning than Cynthia. Faced with Cynthia, he wouldn't falter like Albert, lacking any strategy.
Looking up at Kevin's towering figure, his penis like a spear aimed at her face, Cynthia didn't feel an ounce of humiliation at that moment. Instead, she felt a hint of satisfaction. She had already decided downstairs that her usual teasing tactics might work on other men, but with Kevin, she needed to adjust her strategy and not test his patience.
It was clear that Kevin was interested in her, but not as intensely as she had imagined, and certainly not as submissive as Albert. Tonight, she had decided to indulge herself, so she might as well give in to Kevin. Her only concern was that Kevin might have lost interest in her body, but now it seemed her worries were unfounded.
"You naughty boy, you almost choked me with all that cum." Cynthia teased Kevin, sticking out her tongue to clean the sticky semen off his glans, then using her lips to suck and clean it quickly. Soon, Kevin's penis was teased back to an erection, proudly standing tall and firm.
"Ah! You're hard again so quickly."
Grace exclaimed in surprise at Kevin's impressive recovery. However, after crouching for a long time, her hips were starting to ache. She slowly stood up, her face flushed, her eyes seductive. Her ample breasts gently rose and fell, her curvy hips accentuated by the tight skirt, her long legs wrapped in sheer stockings, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
Seeing the shy and charming mature beauty under the light, Kevin no longer held back. He embraced Cynthia, having her sit on his lap, his penis pressing against her plump buttocks through her skirt and stockings, the pleasurable sensation almost making him climax again.
"Cynthia, you look so sexy in stockings." Kevin's hand roamed over Cynthia's thighs, feeling the soft and full elasticity through the delicate stockings. The sensation was so delightful; it was no wonder they said women in stockings could conquer men. Even an ordinary woman in stockings exuded femininity, let alone someone as alluring as Cynthia."Am I not sexy without stockings?" Cynthia couldn't help but pout, swaying her waist and hips, the plump flesh of her buttocks rubbing against Kevin's penis.
"Of course, you're sexy either way, but wearing stockings feels extra exciting." Kevin chuckled, knowing that for women like Cynthia, stockings were just the icing on the cake. With a great figure, she could attract male attention no matter what she wore.
Cynthia smiled seductively, turning to face Kevin, sitting in his lap. Her smooth legs in sheer stockings extended from Kevin's waist to the bed, her buttocks rubbing against his penis. Her face flushed, in this position, her vaginal opening was completely exposed. Without panties and stockings in the way, Kevin's glans could easily slide right in.
Kevin also enjoyed the thrill, his hands sliding down Cynthia's waist, kneading her perky buttocks, his cock thrusting forward, the glans continuously rubbing against the smooth stockings, bumping against the voluptuous mons pubis. He felt the warmth and wetness of Cynthia's intimate area, unable to resist imagining how it would feel to penetrate her vagina, like a child wondering about the taste of a candy they've never tried.
Sitting face to face like this, it almost looked like they were making love, except without penetration. Cynthia's eyes were half-closed, her face flushed, breathing gently, her breasts rising and falling, her intimate area muddy and inviting. Clearly aroused by Kevin's cock, and with the restraints that once held her back now gone, she couldn't help but say, "Kevin, come."
At that moment, Kevin's desire was strong. He quickly tore open Cynthia's blouse, the buttons flying off, revealing a black lace bra underneath. Her breasts gently swayed, looking even more alluring against the black bra.
"Why are you so rough? Let me do it myself." Cynthia scolded Kevin playfully, unwrapping her bra from behind. It was a new set, worth thousands of dollars. If Kevin tore it, it would be a shame. She discarded the bra, exposing her two firm and perky breasts to Kevin. The deep red nipples stood proudly amidst the light brown areolas, gently trembling.
Kevin's mouth watered as he grabbed the soft breasts, kneading them vigorously. He lowered his head, taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it, his tongue teasing the areola.
"Mmm, it tickles." Cynthia's body trembled as Kevin's hands molded her breasts, the nipples becoming wet from his sucking, covered in his saliva.
After playing with Cynthia's breasts for a while, Kevin had her lie down on the bed and removed Grace's tight skirt. Now, Cynthia's lower body was only covered by a flesh-colored stocking, revealing black lace panties at the top of her thighs, her vagina tantalizingly visible, sparking illicit thoughts.
Kneeling in front of Cynthia, Kevin grabbed her ankles and spread them apart, fully exposing her mysterious area. Through the stockings and panties, the outline of her labia majora was visible.
"I'll take care of this." Seeing Kevin's intense gaze, Cynthia raised her hips, intending to remove the stockings as well. However, Kevin stopped her, grinning, "Cynthia, don't take off the stockings. It's more exciting this way."
"Whatever you say." Cynthia blushed slightly. She had never made love with her husband while wearing stockings. Besides, a pair of stockings only cost a few tens of dollars, so there was no need to worry.
Kevin forcefully tore a hole in the crotch of the stockings, leaving Cynthia's mons pubis protected only by a thin lace panty. The panties were already soaked through by vaginal discharge, clinging to her labia, which were slightly parted, glistening with a lascivious sheen.
Seeing this provocative sight before him, Kevin's penis began to throb, his glans secreting fluid. He buried his head between Cynthia's legs, embracing her plump buttocks, and began sucking on her vaginal opening through the panties.
"Ah! Ah!" Cynthia's thighs clamped tightly around Kevin's head, her mons pubis thrusting forward, her hips writhing uncontrollably, emitting wanton moans.
After a few licks, Kevin tore off the panties, fully exposing the tantalizing vagina before him. Vaginal discharge flowed steadily from the vaginal opening, the pink labia minora protecting the entrance. He licked his dry lips, parted the thick labia, and plunged his fingers directly into her vagina.
Cynthia's body convulsed violently as Kevin's fingers penetrated her vagina, causing a wave of pleasure to wash over her. Her loud, sharp moans pierced through the walls, leaving the two boys next door stunned.
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