Chapter 564 Drunk American Beauty
"Sis, you're just too strict with Albert. It's not going to work out this way, he'll suffer in the future." Florence said with a smile, "What he needs to know, he needs to know, otherwise he won't even be able to get a girlfriend. By the way, Albert, aren't you pursuing the class flower in your class? How's that going?"
Albert didn't expect Florence to bring this up in front of his mother. He looked embarrassed and said, "Aunt, I didn't mean it, I just said it casually, you took it seriously."
"You little rascal, you dare not admit it in front of your mom," Florence snorted, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. When pursuing a girl, you need to have thick skin and cater to her interests. Your dad had such poor conditions back then, if he hadn't persistently pursued your mom, could he have won her over?"
"Florence, what nonsense are you talking about?" Evelyn's face turned slightly red, she glared disapprovingly at Florence and said, "Can't you teach something good, and besides, there's Kevin."
"Sis, you're just too serious about everything, always worrying about this and that. In life, you should live freely and not care so much about what others think." Florence, gradually getting tipsy, her eyes becoming somewhat blurry, chuckled and said, "Besides, Kevin is not a stranger, are you afraid he'll gossip if you let him go?"
Evelyn was a bit speechless, so she simply ignored Florence, kept using chopsticks to serve dishes to Kevin and Albert. When she turned around, she saw Florence pouring herself another glass of red wine. She quickly stopped her, saying, "Florence, why are you still drinking? You'll embarrass yourself later and be the subject of ridicule."
"Who dares to ridicule me, you or those two?" Florence, with drunken eyes, looked at Evelyn and said, "Sis, I'm happy today, let me drink more, I just want to get really drunk for once."
Evelyn knew that her sister had been feeling down since her divorce, but she had never shown it openly. She sighed inwardly, shook her head, and said, "Why bother with all this, I can't be bothered to deal with you."
In the end, Florence managed to drink most of the bottle of red wine by herself. Her face turned crimson, and even the snowy white cleavage on her chest had a pink sheen, making people drool.
Albert, after drinking half a glass of red wine, couldn't handle it anymore. He slumped on the table, feeling drowsy. Kevin quickly helped him back to the bedroom, laid Albert on the bed, then returned to the dining room to see Florence also showing signs of being unable to handle the alcohol, chatting non-stop with Evelyn.
"Kevin, help me take her upstairs." Evelyn knew that her sister had definitely drunk too much this time, so she approached Kevin and together they supported Florence upstairs to the second floor.
In addition to Evelyn's master bedroom, the second floor had a study and a guest room. Evelyn and Kevin helped Florence into the guest room.
The guest room was simply furnished, with only a double bed and a wardrobe. The two of them struggled to put Florence on the bed. Evelyn took off Florence's high heels, covered her with a silk quilt, as she was sweating profusely, fanning her with her hand.
Kevin, watching Evelyn panting, her face flushed, her ample bosom heaving, couldn't resist his impulse any longer. He went up and hugged Evelyn's voluptuous body, pressing her soft breasts against his chest, feeling her hard nipples rubbing against him through her thin nightgown, feeling excited.
Evelyn, taken by surprise by Kevin's move, couldn't help but exclaim, looking up at the tall young man, blushing, "You little rascal, what do you want to do?"
"Aunt, I want you," Kevin said, one hand holding Evelyn's plump buttocks, caressing them, while the other hand roamed up her waist, climbing up to her perky breasts, playing with them wantonly.
"Naughty boy, be gentle, don't be so rough." Evelyn, feeling weak under his touch, looked worriedly at Florence on the bed, panting, and said, "Let's go to the study next door, it's safer there..."
But before she could finish, Kevin's mouth had already sealed her red lips, their tongues entwined, sucking on each other, Kevin kissing Evelyn's wet tongue, his hand slipping into her nightgown, caressing her smooth, firm buttocks, the other hand releasing her bosom, sliding down her abdomen, directly reaching the inside of her thigh, touching her intimate garden through her panties, fingers teasing her thick, firm labia.
"Mmm, it's so ticklish." Evelyn felt waves of pleasure attacking her nerves, instinctively responding, her legs weakening, having trouble standing, Kevin, seeing this, directly laid Evelyn on the double bed, pressing down on her, while Florence continued to sleep soundly, completely unresponsive.
Kevin reached for Evelyn's hand, unzipped her nightgown, and quickly removed it. Soon, Evelyn's snow-white, voluptuous body was exposed in front of him, with only a black lace bra and a thong, her two full, snow-white breasts exposed, trembling uncontrollably.
Kevin was burning with desire, he pushed up the bra, releasing the two soft breasts, and eagerly sucked on one breast, his swollen manhood rubbing against Evelyn's soft abdomen, Evelyn moaned softly, writhing her voluptuous body, rubbing her lower body against the young man's erect member.
"Kevin, come quickly. Aunt can't wait any longer." Evelyn was also eager and thirsty, lifting her hips to let Kevin pull down her already wet panties, revealing her smooth lower body, her plump flesh muddy, her snow-white thighs covered in juices.
Kevin played with those two rosy flesh petals with his hands, then took off his shorts, revealing his erect, engorged penis, pressing the red glans gently between the moist flesh crevices, smiling mischievously, "Aunt, I'm coming in."
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