Chapter 598 Storming the Castle
Kevin saw Grace's lewd expression as he teased her, feeling pleased. He grabbed his big cock, aimed at Grace's wet and slippery pussy, and thrust hard. His twenty-centimeter long meat rod plunged in with a squelch, hitting deep inside her.
"Ah..." Grace let out a satisfied sigh as Kevin's cock was just too big. Every thrust filled her vagina to the brim, the sensation of being stretched to the limit made her lose control instantly. She began to scream loudly, feeling Kevin's thick and long shaft continuously pounding into her core. Her strong and muscular legs wrapped tightly around Kevin's waist, hands around his neck, pressing her firm and round breasts against his chest. Her pink nipples rubbed against his body, while her red lips passionately kissed Kevin.
Feeling the soul-stirring sensation of Grace's tight and deep vagina, Kevin embraced her voluptuous and mature body, moving his hips to ride on this tall and curvy beauty. It felt like he was on an endless grassland, riding a sturdy mare, enjoying the exhilarating feeling. The thought of having a wild encounter with Grace on the grassland made him even more excited.
With his cock swelling harder at the thought, Kevin's meat rod thrust rapidly inside Grace's vagina. Grace moaned softly, her white buttocks deforming under the intense impact, her full breasts swaying with each movement. Her pussy dripped with arousal, her flat and firm abdomen undulating with Kevin's thrusts, the glistening skin covered in sweat, shining in the sunlight.
The sensation of Kevin's big cock hitting her sweet spot sent shivers of pleasure through Grace's body. Each lovemaking session with Kevin brought her intense enjoyment, even more than the past decade with her husband. Her legs tightened around Kevin's hips, pushing down while arching her back, teasing his cock with her wetness. The lubricated sex organs allowed the couple to indulge in the ecstasy of lovemaking.
The atmosphere in the bedroom reached its peak, limbs entwined, lips locked, bodies pressed together like conjoined twins. The room echoed with the excited gasps of the man, the satisfied moans of the mature beauty, and the rhythmic sounds of their bodies colliding, weaving a beautiful symphony of lovemaking.
Meanwhile, at the living room door, Andy was sweating profusely as he searched for the keys. Failing to find the bedroom key, he felt anxious. Suddenly, a knock on the door startled him, and he whispered, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Chris," came Chris's voice from outside.
After a moment of hesitation, Andy opened the door to find Chris, who glanced around the living room and didn't see Grace. He whispered, "Andy, did your mom drink the medicine? I forgot to tell you, don't put too much. Just two drops in a glass of water, or there will be consequences."
Andy's face changed as he realized he had put five drops in the honey water. He could hear his mother's strange sounds from the bedroom. "My mom is in the bedroom and seems uncomfortable."
"It must be the medicine taking effect. Just have sex with a man, and she'll be fine," Chris said with a smile, heading towards the bedroom. "Andy, this is a good opportunity. Go in and help her, or I can help you."
Chris had long coveted Grace's voluptuous body. He thought Andy had drugged his mother, and he might have a chance with Grace. His excitement made his cock harden.
"No way, my mom is off-limits," Andy refused. He wouldn't let Chris touch his mother; her body belonged to him alone. He glared at Chris, "You can look, but that's it."
"That's fine," Chris said with a smile, planning to take some photos secretly and use them to manipulate Andy later. "Hurry in before the effects wear off."
"But I can't find the key, and the bedroom door is locked from the inside," Andy said helplessly.
Chris tried to open the door but failed. He listened at the door and heard Grace's moans, the sounds of their lovemaking. He looked puzzled and asked, "Andy, is your mom the only one in there? It sounds like someone else is in there, maybe your dad?"
"No, my dad went to the tofu shop after lunch. He won't be back until late," Andy replied.
Listening to the noises, they both suspected someone else was in the bedroom. Andy suggested, "Let me show you something."
Chris led Andy out of the house, down a path between the buildings to the back. They reached a high wall where they could see the bedroom window on the second floor. Next to it was a lush tree, reaching up to the third floor.
"See, if we climb the tree, we can get onto the balcony," Chris pointed to a thick branch.
"But it's too high," Andy hesitated. He rarely climbed trees, especially not one this tall.
"How about I go up first and open the door for you?" Chris suggested with a smile.
"No, let's climb together," Andy insisted, worried about leaving Chris alone with his mother in her current state.
"I'll go up first," Chris, agile despite his small stature, climbed to the first fork of the tree. From there, he could reach the bedroom window, hearing Grace's moans. The sight made him eager to have his way with her.
"Chris, give me a hand. I can't climb up," Andy struggled at the base of the tree, feeling frustrated. He regretted going back to get vegetables with his grandfather, now unable to enter the bedroom and needing Chris's help.
"Grab my foot and climb up," Chris offered his foot, but Andy's attempts were in vain. He even accidentally pulled off Chris's shoe, the stench making him tear up.
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