Chapter 688 Meat Stick
Grace, as a gym teacher, already had better physical fitness than the average woman. Kevin, although a young man with plenty of vigor, also had a wealth of sexual experience. After just climaxing, the two were evenly matched in their lovemaking. They intertwined, savoring the delights of sex. Grace's snow-white plump buttocks kept rotating and rubbing, teasing the guy's manhood repeatedly. Her full breasts bounced up and down, creating waves of passion.
Kevin felt the weight of Grace's body pounding against him, almost feeling like his manhood would be torn off. Grace's tall stature and heavier weight compared to other women made the experience intense. If it were a smaller man, he might have been crushed by Grace's vigorous movements.
"Ah, Kevin, your big cock is so hard and hot. You're driving your stepmom crazy," Grace tightly squeezed her thighs around Kevin's waist, her large buttocks grinding against his manhood. The continuous flow of her arousal made his shaft even slicker. Each thrust pushed through her thick labia, filling her tight, wet passage. Arching her long, fair neck, Grace's ample round buttocks moved up and down, working Kevin's thick member inside her tight, slippery vagina.
Kevin's hands roamed freely over Grace's chest, playing with her perky breasts, squeezing and kneading them. Her snow-white bosom kept changing shape, elongating and rounding with each touch. Her fingers kept teasing her cherry-like nipples, while her lower body thrust upwards, penetrating deep into her core. Grace moaned incessantly, her vagina contracting and pulsating around Kevin's manhood.
"Ah, Kevin, it feels so good. Stepmom is in heaven," Grace's voluptuous body swayed, her large breasts bouncing with her movements. Her big booty rose and fell heavily on Kevin's lap, her blushing face a mix of pleasure and excitement. Her plump, moist flesh worked his shaft, her sensitive inner walls embracing his manhood. The sensation made her body tremble with pleasure, her arousal evident as her juices flowed freely, soaking her pubic hair.
The office echoed with the sounds of their bodies colliding and the woman's ecstatic moans. Time passed quickly, and after half an hour, the physical exertion of being on top was taking its toll on Grace, despite her robust stamina. She was breathless and sweaty, finding it challenging to continue.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed in the corridor, startling Grace. She froze, lying on top of Kevin, not daring to move, her eyes fixed on the door. The light outside flickered, and the sound of footsteps stopped at the door. Grace's heart raced, knowing that while it was unusual for someone to be in the office at night, unexpected situations could arise. She and Kevin were both exposed, intertwined, and if caught, she would be utterly embarrassed.
"Huh, I thought I heard a woman screaming earlier, why is it quiet now?" a male voice sounded.
Grace realized it was a young security guard from the school who had heard her cries while on duty and came to investigate.
"I told you, you must have misheard. It's late at night, the teachers have all gone home. How could there be anyone here?" another older security guard chuckled. "You must be missing a woman."
"No way, I really heard a woman shouting upstairs just now, the voice was quite loud. It's bizarre," the first guard said, puzzled. "And I saw Mrs. Cooper bringing someone into the school earlier. What if she's in danger?"
"Come on, you're definitely fantasizing about Mrs. Cooper," the older guard teased. "Stop overthinking it. Mrs. Cooper is beautiful and fit, why would she be interested in you?"
"What's wrong with me? At least I'm a security guard, better than her husband," the young guard retorted. "I heard that Mrs. Cooper's husband sells tofu, short in stature, definitely not a match for Mrs. Cooper."
"Even if he's not a match, he's still Mrs. Cooper's husband. Envy won't change that," the older guard sighed. "But Mrs. Cooper does have a great body. Last time I helped Mrs. Cooper lift something, I accidentally touched her, damn, she's so firm. If I could sleep with her, I'd die happy."
"Really? You touched Mrs. Cooper's butt?" the young guard said enviously. "Why don't I ever get such a chance? What a pity."
"Come on, you're young, plenty of opportunities ahead. Maybe one day Mrs. Cooper will ask for your help," the older guard chuckled. "But can your dick handle it? Mrs. Cooper is tall and deep down there, if your dick is too small, she won't feel a thing."
"What do you mean mine is small? My dick is over ten inches when hard," the young guard retorted. "Isn't that long enough?"
"Ten inches is nothing. Mine is longer," the older guard smirked. "Your dick won't even reach the end. Have you seen how big Mrs. Cooper's ass is? If you try from behind, you probably won't even touch the entrance. And Mrs. Cooper is a gym teacher, her thighs are stronger than most women's. You might end up with crushed balls. Only a foreigner's dick could satisfy her. It's a shame she's married to that Byron guy; his dick is probably shorter than my finger. Mrs. Cooper deserves better, even a carrot would be an upgrade from her husband."
Grace listened in the office, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment. She usually greeted these two guards when she came to school, but now she couldn't confront them and had to grit her teeth and listen. Her vagina continued to contract and suck on Kevin's manhood instinctively.
As the two guards heard no more noise, they left. Grace, exhausted from being on top of Kevin for so long, lay on the sofa, parting her fair, plump thighs, revealing her glistening wet core. Unable to resist, Kevin lunged forward, his erect shaft plunging into her, feeling the tight, wet warmth enveloping him. The sensation was electrifying, sending shivers of excitement through his entire body.
"Come on, Kevin, stepmom's pussy is so itchy," Grace embraced Kevin's neck, half-closed eyes flashing a seductive smile. "Help stepmom scratch that itch."
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