Chapter 485 Brawl Storm
"Push harder, Kevin," Grace murmured to herself, arching her back forcefully to meet the invasion of that hot flesh rod. Her labia opened and closed, craving the penetration of the man's penis.
But when Andy heard his mother's words, it was like a bolt from the blue. His body froze, his mind went blank. Why was his mother calling out a stranger's name? Could it be that his mother was secretly involved with another man?
Andy had often spied on his parents' intimacy before. He knew his father couldn't satisfy his mother's needs anymore, so he wanted to take his father's place. But he never expected that before he could truly possess his mother's body, another man would take advantage of the situation.
The thought of his mother's voluptuous body being played with by another man, her wet and slippery vagina being ravaged by another man's penis, ignited a raging fire in Andy. His mother's body belonged to him alone, how could he let others share it?
Initially hesitant to truly enter his mother's honeyed cave, Andy now disregarded all concerns. He parted his mother's firm buttocks, revealing her moist and red entrance, and thrust his penis inside.
Just as Andy's glans barely entered halfway, Grace suddenly opened her eyes. Sensing something amiss, she turned around to see her son moving against her buttocks. Shocked, she immediately sat up, slapped Andy hard, and sternly said, "Andy, you're out of your mind. I'm your mother."
"Mom, I can't take it anymore, I want to do you," Andy felt his face burning, his vision blurred. But seeing his mother's snow-white breasts swaying in front of him, desire flared up once again. He pounced, embracing his mother's naked body, kissing and sucking on her ripe breasts, while his pale penis thrust aimlessly between her legs. He pleaded, "Mom, let me do it once. Dad can't satisfy you, I can."
"Andy, let go of me," Grace raised her eyebrows, pushed her son down, and mocked, "You're just like your father, both useless. Look at your thing, it's like a toothpick, not even as thick as my finger. Why should I be satisfied by you?"
Andy blushed at his mother's words, wishing he could disappear. Grace was usually very indulgent towards her son, but tonight, in a bad mood and having fallen out with Kevin, she vented her anger on Andy.
Seeing her son sitting on the floor, heartbroken, Grace softened a bit. She sighed, put on her nightgown, pulled Andy up, and led him out of the bedroom to his room. Sitting him on the bed, she gently stroked his pale flesh rod, saying softly, "Andy, I was harsh just now, don't take it to heart. You're still a student, focus on your studies. If you're feeling pent up, I can help you out, but don't sneak into my room again. What if your father finds out?"
"I understand, Mom," Andy felt his mother's smooth and tender hand stroking his flesh rod, and he could see her full and firm breasts through the neckline of her nightgown. As Grace's body moved, her soft flesh trembled, her buttocks round and plump. Andy's excitement grew, feeling like he was about to explode. He gasped, "Mom, I can't hold it, I'm going to cum."
Feeling the flesh rod in her hand tremble, Grace watched as a stream of milky semen shot out. She sighed, realizing her son's penis, in size and endurance, couldn't compare to Kevin's. She cleaned Andy's glans with tissue, wiped away the residue inside, and smiled slightly, "There, Andy, are you satisfied now? Get some rest, you have school tomorrow."
As she watched her son's high and sexy figure leave the room, Andy felt a sense of loss. The excitement of ejaculation faded, replaced by a stronger desire. How could he be satisfied with his mother giving him a handjob? His goal was his mother's enticing vagina. Thinking of the man named Kevin his mother called out to in her sleep, Andy's eyes flashed with hatred. Whoever dared to make a move on his mother would pay the price.
Meanwhile, Kevin lay in bed at home, unable to sleep, troubled by Grace's cold attitude towards him. Images of several women he had been involved with flashed through his mind—Alissa, Evelyn, Vanessa. They were all married women, and although he had been with them, they belonged to their husbands. He had unknowingly become a home-wrecker.
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