Chapter 977: Do It Harder
“You naughty boy, all you know is how to bully your godmother.” Grace cast a flirtatious glance at Kevin but obediently opened her mouth and took in his large member, diligently beginning to suck.
“It feels so good, godmother, you sure know how to suck,” Kevin murmured, thrusting involuntarily as the tip of his shaft plunged deep into her throat, making her cheeks bulge.
After a few dozen strokes, Kevin couldn't hold back any longer. He stood up, removing his shorts entirely, and positioned Grace on the sofa, her ample buttocks raised high. Grace's body was robust, with a tight waist and large, round buttocks, her upper body resembling a mature pear shape.
Kevin yanked off her sports shorts, revealing her strong, white thighs pressed tightly together. Her plump, rounded buttocks were barely contained by a small pair of panties, the thick mound of her vulva clearly outlined. He marveled at how plump her pussy was before pressing himself against her broad, smooth back, shifting her panties aside, and sliding his thick shaft into her dripping wet vagina.
“So thick, so hard,” Grace exclaimed, tilting her head back. Her upper body still clad in her sports shirt while her lower half lay bare, her large, white buttocks pressed tightly against the boy’s relentless thrusts. From beneath her arms, Kevin’s hands reached up to knead her firm breasts.
“Kevin, harder, yes, just like that, faster!” Grace moaned, her eyes filled with lust. A week of suppressed desires finally found liberation, and with no one else home, she cried out loudly. Her ample buttocks arched higher as Kevin’s rigid member reached her cervix, sending waves of numbing pleasure through her entire body. In the silence of the living room, only the crisp sounds of their bodies colliding could be heard.
Panting heavily, Kevin clung to Grace’s firm, voluptuous buttocks, his thick shaft continuously penetrating her slick, tight vagina, pressing against her cervix. Perhaps due to the lack of recent intercourse, her vagina felt tighter than ever, each movement creating intense friction against her inner walls. The entrance to her womb was tightly sealed, allowing no entry despite his efforts, making his large tip, blocked outside, continuously rub against her soft, slick folds.
The female body is truly fascinating, Kevin thought, marveling at how this once freely accessible destination now seemed off-limits. His urgency grew, repeatedly thrusting against her cervix, desperate to force entry. But Grace’s uniquely deep and resilient vagina held firm, the entrance to her womb tightly shut. His shaft, exhausted from the effort, couldn’t breach the entrance, causing the tip to throb with undue strain. Suddenly, a wave of tingling numbness surged through his back; unable to withdraw in time, his shaft began to twitch violently, quickly releasing a hot stream of semen into his godmother’s depths, his body collapsing onto hers, breathless.
“You little pervert, why so quick this time? I wasn’t done yet,” Grace looked back, displeased, and held Kevin’s head. “Why did you go so fast? Can’t you take it slow? We don’t get to do this often, and you finish just like that.”
Feeling embarrassed, Kevin chuckled awkwardly. “Godmother, you’re too tight, I couldn’t take it. By the way, why did it feel like there was a blockade inside? I couldn’t get through. Is something wrong?”
“You really have an imagination,” Grace laughed, her eyes sparkling mischievously. Grasping his softened member, she explained, “I’m built differently. It only opens when I’m extremely excited. You went too hard too fast; of course it wouldn’t open.”
“Really? Let’s go again, godmother,” Kevin said eagerly, his hands roaming her enticing body. It was new for him to discover such a response; neither Alissa nor Evelyn had this trait. Grace’s unique physique excited him, his member already stirring back to life.
“Alright, you little scoundrel, I knew you wouldn’t be satisfied,” Grace, now aroused, swiftly removed her sports shirt. Underneath, a black lace bra tightly encased her full, perky breasts, creating a deep cleavage steeped in allure. The contrast of her fair skin against the black lace was striking, her flat stomach smooth and firm, even sporting defined abs from regular workouts, giving her a figure that outshone even young teachers at school. No wonder her ex-boyfriend couldn't let her go.
Reaching behind to unclasp her bra, Grace let her breasts spring free, bouncing gently. Her round, firm breasts, tipped with nipples like ripe cherries, stood proud, commanding admiration.
Kevin greedily admired his godmother’s enticing form, from her high, firm breasts and flat stomach to her ample hips and juicy, inviting sex. Unable to resist, he cupped her breasts, kneading them gently. Though not as large as his cousin’s, they were incredibly supple under his touch. Pinching her erect nipples, he felt them harden further and leaned down to tease them with his tongue.
“Ah, no, Kevin, godmother feels so good,” Grace moaned, her chest tingling and flushing red. Her ample hips swayed restlessly on the sofa, clearly ravenous for more.
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