Chapter 436: Splashed greetings (R-18)
Chapter 436: Splashed greetings (R-18)
Chapter 436: Splashed greetings (R-18)
"What's the surprise?" Keyara muttered to herself as she read Kevin's message. She chuckled, adding, "Better not be his dick."
She finished up her work quickly. Kevin had hinted at a surprise and asked her to meet him in a hotel room. She was almost certain it would be something perverse, and she was actually looking forward to it. If he hadn't invited her today, she would have made a move on him tomorrow at their meeting. "He saved me from embarrassment," she said with a grin as she stepped into the elevator. The receptionist had given her a key and some instruction where the room was, which left her a bit puzzled, but she followed them and now stood in front of the door.
She could hear noises from inside and, guessing it was Kevin, she opened the door with a smile. To her shock, an erotic scene greeted her: Kevin and another person, both naked, with Kevin carrying the other person. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the individual he was holding.
What greeted her was an unexpected sight that left her momentarily frozen. The room was dimly lit, casting a warm, sultry glow over the scene. Kevin stood in front of the door, but Keyara's attention was entirely on Viana. She was positioned in an unmistakable display of intimacy, her body suspended in mid-air with her legs spread wide apart. The spread of her thighs formed an exposed, vulnerable M-shape, making every detail of the scene starkly clear.
Kevin held Viana with a firm grip, her body arched in a way that showcased her most intimate areas. Her vagina was fully exposed, with Kevin's penis moving steadily in and out of her pinkish folds. The sight was both raw and mesmerizing-his shaft gliding rhythmically, creating a mesmerizing dance as it delved deeper. Viana's pubic hair shimmered with a sheen of sweat, and her skin was a vivid shade of red, particularly around her vagina where the intense activity had left its mark.
Keyara, who had been observing in horror, was now caught in the line of fire. She raised her arms defensively, trying to shield her face from the relentless splattering. The fluid hit her face and body with increasing frequency, its texture and warmth creating a sticky mess. Each splash added to her growing discomfort, and she struggled to maintain her composure.
As she wiped the liquid from her eyes and tried to regain her focus, she called out with exasperation, "What are you doing? Turn her away from me!" Her voice carried a mix of annoyance and bewilderment, the situation having quickly escalated beyond her control. The fluid continued to spray, and Keyara's face was periodically hit by the warm, slightly acrid liquid, making it clear that Viana's climax was far from over.
Kevin took note of Keyara's plea, but he continued to maneuver Viana into a position that directed her climax away from her granddaughter. He gently lowered Viana, but her trembling legs were too weak to support her fully, compounded by her intense orgasm. To keep her from collapsing, he pushed her toward Keyara, who was caught off guard by the sudden shift and now supported Viana's slumping body with a mix of surprise and concern.
With Viana's body leaning against Keyara and her butt toward him with her legs splayed open, Kevin saw the opportunity to continue his actions without any obstruction. He positioned himself behind Viana, his erection aimed directly at her still-squirting vagina. He smirked at the sight before him and pressed his penis into her, driving into her already drenched folds. Viana's reaction was immediate and vocal; she let out a loud moan as she wrapped her arms tightly around Keyara, her voice strained and pleading, "Don't... don't... no.. not in front of her... ahhh.."
Despite her protests, Kevin did not relent. He began to thrust into her rhythmically, causing Viana to moan louder and her orgasm to intensify, resulting in even more of her fluids squirting out. The continued stimulation was causing her to squirt more profusely, with her fluids splattering onto Keyara's feet and thighs.
As Viana's teary eyes met Keyara's, she could see the mixed emotions on her granddaughter's face-pity, disgust, and confusion. Viana's own expression was one of deep shame and regret. She continued to apologize between gasps and moans, her voice a desperate, broken record of, "Don't look at me...ahhh... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry...haaa.." To Keyara, these repeated apologies seemed to translate to, "I'm coming, I'm coming," as Viana's squirts splattered onto her, heightening the uncomfortable situation.
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