Chapter 187 A Wild Encounter in the Backyard
Mrs. Romy's chest was attacked, making her think she was being assaulted. Just as she was about to scream, a hand covered her mouth, and Leonard's voice whispered in her ear.
"Aunt Romy, don't shout, it's me." Leonard's voice made Mrs. Romy relax.
"Leonard, what are you doing here? Bill is looking everywhere for you." She turned her head to Leonard questioningly.
"I couldn't sleep, so I came to the yard for some fresh air." Leonard shrugged, his hand still massaging Mrs. Romy's breast. Mrs. Romy also perceived a firm object pressing against her buttocks.
"Bill was worried about you, but he's gone back to his room to sleep now. It's late. You should go to bed, too." Mrs. Romy's cheeks flushed; the tingling sensation from Leonard's touch filled her with a warm, restless feeling.
Hearing that Bill had gone to sleep eased Leonard's mind, but then a wicked thought arose.
'I had just engaged in lovemaking with Scarlett when it abruptly ceased halfway. Now my cock is so hard I need to find a release. I can't let Aunt Romy go to sleep like this!'
With one hand on her chest and the other sliding into her panties to caress her vagina lips, Leonard resolved to have sex with Mrs. Romy in the backyard to make up for the unfinished lovemaking.
Leonard, breathing heavily, removed Mrs. Romy's panties and parted her buttocks. He observed her full, mature glutes in the moonlight.
Mrs. Romy's small pink anus resembled a delicate flower bud.
Enticed by desire, her pink anus and vagina pulsed with her breath.
Leonard spread her vaginal opening, exposing the soft flesh within. As he brought his nose closer, he sensed a faint scent of sweat mingled with her juices that glistened in the moonlight from his earlier ministrations.
When his tongue touched her opening, Mrs. Romy shuddered violently.
"Oh, no, Leonard, don't… I just used the bathroom and haven't washed yet…" she moaned.
Ignoring her protests, Leonard greedily licked her vagina before guiding his throbbing penis into her moist, pink entrance.
Leonard thrust rhythmically while Mrs. Romy's pale, round buttocks swayed. Her large labia clung to the base of his penis, releasing fluid with each withdrawal.
Leonard reveled in the sensation of his cock enveloped by her warm, wet flesh, the undulating walls providing immense pleasure.
"Romy, is my cock bigger or Uncle Lowell's?" Leonard asked.
Mrs. Romy, blushing, turned her head shyly. "Please, honey, don't ask me that…"
Leonard's cock swelled at her bashfulness. "But I really want to know!"
With that, he pulled out and thrust deeply back in, like a striker aiming for the goal, hitting Mrs. Romy's depths with force.
"Ahh… so good… so intense… not so hard… I can't take it… your cock is the biggest! The most satisfying!" Mrs. Romy cried out, pleading.
"That's the answer I wanted," Leonard said, satisfied, easing his force and changing positions.
Mrs. Romy began to sweat profusely, her cheeks flushed. With one leg resting on Leonard's shoulder, her other leg trembled from pleasure as it stood on the ground, supporting her as Leonard trust fervently into her.
"Yes… there, honey… so deep…" Mrs. Romy's moans, accompanied by long breaths, sounded both like agony and ecstasy. The increasing tempo of his thrusts brought waves of pleasure, prompting her continuous cries. Her voice grew louder and her breath heavier until Leonard covered her mouth, restoring a bit of her sanity.
'Oh my God, what am I doing! This is the backyard, someone will hear us!' Mrs. Romy nervously glanced towards Scarlett's balcony.
Meanwhile, Scarlett caught the sound of Mrs. Romy's cries.
"Strange, there's some odd noise coming from the backyard," she said, stepping out onto her balcony.
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