Chapter 894: Beauty Secret
"Godmother, does it feel good?" Kevin asked as his large hands kneaded Grace's voluptuous breasts. He could feel her ample bosom changing shape under his grasp, firm and elastic. Squeezing her slippery flesh, it seemed as if her breasts would overflow from his fingers. Kevin greedily played with Grace's large breasts while his iron-hard erection gently pressed against her slick labia. His glans had already parted her lips and was thrusting in and out of her wet, fleshy tunnel, making her thighs glisten with moisture.
"Mm, Kevin, stop teasing me. If you want to come in, just do it already," Grace moaned, wrapping her arms around Kevin's neck and kissing him passionately. Her tongue eagerly sucked on his, her hips swaying as she guided his glans into her, making Kevin's head tingle with pleasure. Unable to hold back any longer, he thrust forward, his hard rod sliding halfway in, the glans pressing against her cervix. The tight ring of flesh around his shaft felt incredibly warm and snug, enveloping his penis in a wet embrace that felt heavenly.
"Ah, ah, Kevin, you're making me feel so good. How are you so big?" Grace panted, moaning with satisfaction. "You naughty boy, hurry up and fuck me. We agreed to just do it once."
Grace's vagina was already soaked with her juices, making it easy for Kevin to move. He squeezed her large, round, slippery breasts with his hands, sucking on her hard nipples while his penis thrust in and out, each stroke hitting her cervix. Grace's hips moved in sync with his, her vagina flooding with juices that ran down his shaft, her firm buttocks slamming against the wall, creating a rhythmic thumping sound.
In the next room, Bethany was sleeping when her phone rang, waking her up. It was Dolores, saying the landlord was urging them to sign the contract. Bethany instructed Dolores to go ahead and sign it. Unable to fall back asleep, she suddenly heard a faint knocking sound from the wall behind her. Curious, she listened closely and realized something was rhythmically hitting the wall in the next room. She thought it might be hotel renovations and didn't pay much attention.
Bethany had been very happy at lunch, drinking a bit too much. Thinking about the future of the business made her anxious yet hopeful. She was determined to make the clothing company a success to provide a bright future for her son, ensuring he wouldn't suffer anymore.
Her son had endured many hardships over the years, never asking for treats and getting by on a meager allowance. He never asked to go on vacations, which made Bethany's heart ache. She didn't want him to live such a repressed life, especially now that he was in high school, where students often compared themselves to others. She didn't want him to be looked down upon for wearing shabby clothes. Bethany decided that once the business picked up, she would increase his allowance.
Bethany got up, tidied the bed, and decided to call her son. After a while, Kevin answered, his voice sounding breathless. "Kevin, where are you? Why did it take so long to answer?"
"Mom, I'm downstairs," Kevin replied, his voice coming in gasps, as if he were out of breath.
"What are you doing? Why are you out of breath?" Bethany asked, frowning. "Is your godmother with you?"
In the next room, Kevin was lying on the bed, talking on the phone, while Grace was riding him, her plump buttocks moving as her wet, fleshy hole enveloped his hard shaft. Hearing his mother ask about Grace, Kevin hesitated, looking at Grace for guidance.
Grace heard Bethany's question and shook her head, placing her hands on Kevin's chest. Her large, white thighs straddled him, her hips moving back and forth, her large breasts bouncing. Her wanton expression made Kevin even more excited, his penis being sucked by her deep flesh, almost making him ejaculate.
"Mom, I haven't seen her. She might have gone out," Kevin gasped, trying to endure the intense stimulation.
"Kevin, what are you doing? It sounds like you're running," Bethany asked, puzzled.
"Oh, I'm in the hotel gym, working out. I haven't run in a while, so I thought I'd exercise," Kevin quickly explained, scared that his mother would discover he was having sex with Grace next door.
"Alright, stop exercising. Everything in the city is almost done. I'll be down soon. Wait for me in the lobby," Bethany said.
"Okay, I'll be right there," Kevin replied, quickly hanging up. Seeing Grace still moving on top of him, he felt a surge of lust and grabbed her large buttocks, thrusting his hips upward in a frenzy.
Grace felt like she was in heaven, her hair disheveled, her tall, voluptuous body covered in sweat. Her alluring face was filled with seductive passion, her eyes full of lust. She moaned, "Kevin, ah, ah, it feels so good. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to die." Her thighs clamped tightly around Kevin's waist, her inner flesh contracting and releasing streams of hot fluid, her body going limp as she slid off him.
Kevin, however, wasn't done. He spread Grace's legs and thrust his hard cock into her, his hips slamming against her plump buttocks, making loud slapping sounds. Suddenly, he felt a tingling in his glans and instinctively thrust deep into her, groaning as he released a stream of hot semen.
Panting, Kevin pulled out his penis, looking at Grace, who was also panting. An idea struck him, and he brought his glans to her mouth, grinning. "Godmother, can you lick it clean?"
"You naughty boy, always bullying me," Grace said, rolling her eyes at him. But she still blushed and stuck out her tongue, licking his glans clean and swallowing the semen. After all, she'd read that a man's semen was full of protein and could be good for the skin, though she wasn't sure if it was true.
Afterward, they quickly showered and dressed. Grace told Kevin to go to the lobby first and wait for Bethany, while she would come down later to avoid suspicion.
Kevin went to the hotel lobby, seeing Dolores and Elizabeth already back, chatting with his mother. He walked over and said, "Mom, why didn't you sleep a bit longer?"
"I'm getting old; I can't sleep much," Bethany said with a smile, seeing Kevin's flushed face. "Why are you wandering around? Didn't Dolores book a room for you to rest?"
Kevin laughed, thinking how lucky he was. If he had delayed any longer, his mother might have discovered him in the next room with Grace.
A while later, Grace came into the lobby, greeting Bethany and the others casually. Her hair was neatly tied back, and her dress was immaculate, showing no signs of their recent intimacy. Her face was glowing, her skin radiant, making Dolores envious. Dolores asked Grace for her skincare secrets, wondering how a woman in her forties could have smoother skin than her own.
Grace felt proud, glancing at Kevin. She did have a secret, but she couldn't tell Dolores. Every time she had sex with Kevin, she would sweat profusely, feeling like she was expelling all the toxins from her body. It made her feel refreshed, her skin smooth and youthful. It seemed the books were right: a fulfilling sex life could keep a woman young. Kevin's semen, full of collagen, was more effective than any cosmetic. She thought she should have sex with Kevin more often.
Bethany gave some final instructions to Dolores and Elizabeth about overseeing the renovations. Once the store was ready, they would pick an auspicious date for the grand opening. The renovations would take at least three months, so there was no rush.
After settling everything, Bethany, Grace, and Kevin took a car back home. For the next two days, Kevin stayed home studying, not visiting Kimberly. She called once, and Kevin explained he wasn't feeling well. Kimberly told him to rest and hung up.
That evening, Kimberly was watching TV on the sofa when Grant approached her, complaining, "Wife, what's going on with Kevin? Why hasn't he come over these past few days? I'm telling you, Kevin is definitely close to Mr. Armando. That night Mrs. Armando was in the hospital, Kevin was there with Mr. Armando. My future depends on this guy. We must win him over at all costs. Don't take this lightly."
"At all costs?" Kimberly sneered. "Easy for you to say. How should I win him over? By sleeping with him?"
"Hey, don't take it the wrong way. I didn't mean that," Grant said, forcing a smile and sitting beside her, holding her hand. "I wouldn't want you to do that. I just want you to get closer to him. He said he was sick, right? You could visit him, bring some health supplements. Don't just wait for him to come over. The county is selecting candidates for rural poverty alleviation. They say Mr. Armando is personally finalizing the list. Spending a year or two in the countryside could lead to a promotion. I need to get on that list."
"Fine, I'll go now," Kimberly said coldly, shaking off his hand and standing up. "If I'm late, I won't come back. I'll stay at Kevin's. You always suspected us of having an affair. Maybe I'll sleep with him tonight to satisfy you."
"Come on, don't be like that," Grant said, feeling frustrated but unable to argue. He depended on Kimberly for his career and didn't dare upset her. "I just want you to get close to him. It was a misunderstanding before. How could I suspect you? Don't be mad."
"Alright, I'll visit Kevin tomorrow," Kimberly sighed, walking into the bathroom. She couldn't stand her husband's ugly face anymore. Although Grant hadn't explicitly said it, he implied she should seduce Kevin. Before, Grant always suspected her of having affairs with other men, even confronting Kevin at school.
But now, seeing Kevin as beneficial to his career, he was eager to push her into Kevin's bed. His hypocritical attitude disgusted her. She wondered how Grant had become such a profit-driven man. Did being in power have such a strong allure that it made someone lose their dignity?
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