Chapter 383: I Still Want to Make Love
The hot shaft thrust rapidly inside Alissa's vagina, bumping against her soft, plump buttocks, creating a rhythmic sound.
"Ah, you naughty boy, I haven't finished yet."
Alissa, panting and moaning, with most of her fat buttocks hanging off the edge of the desk, allowed Kevin to embrace her with his strong hands and thrust forcefully. The intense stimulation made her moan uncontrollably, yet she dared not be too loud. She furrowed her brow, bit her lip, twisted her snowy, plump waist, and catered to the tall student's lust. Her juices flowed from her flesh crevice, trickling down her thighs to her toes, dripping onto the floor, forming small puddles.
At that moment, a slender, dark-faced middle-aged man entered the school campus. He was Alissa's husband, Zachary. He had spent the afternoon playing mahjong at the club, not earning a penny, losing over three hundred dollars. He had come to the school to find Alissa, hoping to get some money back before heading out to win more.
Zachary walked to the office building. At this time, most people had already left work, with only a few offices still lit. Alissa's office was dark, seemingly empty.
"Alissa isn't going home yet."
Zachary furrowed his brow, took out his phone, and dialed. As the end of the term approached, Alissa had been busy at the office after work, often not returning home until eight or nine at night. Today, she seemed to have left early, leaving Zachary puzzled about her whereabouts, unaware that his wife was currently spreading her legs on the office desk, letting a male student penetrate her wet, swollen mound.
"Ah..." Alissa was enjoying Kevin's thrusts, her arms wrapped around his head, pressing his face against her snowy, ample breasts, allowing him to suck on her cherry-like nipples. Her flower was moist and beautiful, continuously secreting fluids, lubricating the man's tip. Both teacher and student were reveling in the pleasure of this intense, illicit lovemaking.
Suddenly, Alissa's phone rang again. Her sweaty body shuddered subconsciously. She reached for her phone, glanced at it, her face changing drastically. Gasping for breath, she said to Kevin, "Stop, it's my husband calling."
Kevin was enjoying himself and hesitated a bit. However, learning from the lesson with Audrey earlier, he knew better than to act recklessly at this moment. He pressed his shaft against the mature teacher's flower and slowly ground against it, savoring the sensation of his tip being enveloped and sucked by her soft petals.
"Hey, honey, are you home? I'm at the school, and your office seems empty."
Zachary's voice sounded cautious over the phone. With no income at the moment, he relied solely on Alissa to support the family. Even their son seemed to disdain him, making him feel increasingly invisible at home.
"No, I'm out running errands. You go home first, no need to wait for me."
Alissa impatiently replied, enduring the tingling sensation of Kevin's large tip grinding against her flower. She wanted to hang up on her husband immediately, showing complete indifference towards Zachary, not caring about his actions. They slept separately at night, practically strangers.
"I don't have the keys, so I can't get in. Where are you? I'll come find you. I'm broke."
Zachary mainly wanted money from Alissa; otherwise, he wouldn't even have money for cigarettes.
"You're a grown man, wandering aimlessly every day, not contributing to the household, and still have the nerve to ask me for money? Not a cent!"
Alissa was furious. Zachary used to earn one or two thousand dollars a month working at the factory. However, after being laid off, he gave up on himself, finding various jobs either too tiring or too poorly paid. Eventually, he spent his days in the mahjong club, claiming to make money with his wits, but always ending up losing more than winning. After losing, he would come to Alissa for money, which infuriated her.
"Well, I can't go home without the keys." Seeing his wife getting angry, Zachary wilted, stammering, "I haven't eaten yet."
"Eat, eat, eat. One of these days, you'll eat yourself to death." Alissa scolded her husband again before coldly instructing, "Go upstairs to my office door. On the left side of the window frame above the door, there's a spare house key. There's leftover lunch at home; heat it up and eat."
With that, she hung up the phone.
While Alissa was on the call, Kevin's shaft continued to slowly thrust and penetrate her wet, swollen mound. The thrill of sleeping with another man's wife was exhilarating, almost causing him to climax.
"Kevin, stop. My husband will be here any minute."
Breathless, Alissa warned, as they had closed the curtains and locked the door before their lovemaking, ensuring no one could see inside.
"It's fine, sis. He won't be up here for a while. Let's play a bit longer."
Kevin refused to stop, increasing his pace as he thrust into Alissa's flower. The mature woman's voluptuous body swayed, her two large, white breasts trembling uncontrollably, creating waves of desire.
Alissa, feeling dizzy from Kevin's thrusts, sensed something was amiss but hesitated to stop him, biting her lip to stifle any sounds.
After a vigorous session, Kevin heard footsteps in the corridor outside. It seemed like Alissa's husband was approaching. He slowed his rhythm, allowing his shaft to glide slowly in and out. Alissa's heart raced with fear of being caught by her husband, making her flower even more sensitive. Her vaginal walls contracted rhythmically around the man's tip, driving Kevin to the brink of ecstasy.
Soon, the footsteps stopped at the office door, followed by the sound of heavy breathing. Then came the sound of hands fumbling with the window frame, even the noise of keys being touched. The commotion inside could be heard from outside.
Alissa held her breath, her thighs clamped around Kevin's waist to prevent any movement. However, the more she resisted, the more excited Kevin became. He thrust his hips, rotating his shaft inside her flower, rubbing against the soft flesh of her vaginal walls. The sensation made the voluptuous, mature woman feel like her soul was about to leave her body, yet she dared not make a sound. Her hands gripped Kevin's neck, her nails digging into his flesh.
Initially, Alissa had been enjoying Kevin's thrusts, but now, with the stimulation of his tip, she reached a climax instantly. Her flower contracted, releasing a hot stream, reaching the peak of pleasure at that very moment.
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