Chapter 275 - 278: Natasha
"Ahnn, don’t say such bad stuff. I just need some help... don’t make it sound like I’m a slut..." She opened her legs, her hands clasping her thighs for him to access her dripping wet pussy.
’You do you, a slut trying to act dignified... another level of being a MILF.’ Quinn couldn’t gauge the audacity of Natasha to say that stuff.
As for her body, it’s so ripe that Quinn wanted to shove his cock right away. There’s no sagging at all... a fresh MILF.
’This world is really full of wonders. I can find more ripe MILFs in this world...’ Quinn knows that the higher the tier, the higher the lifespan.
So a 40+ woman in the middle tier is like a late 20s woman—ripe as it gets.
"I’m going to use my fingers, madam. Enjoy." Quinn rubbed her clit, slow and deliberate, to maximize the stimulation.
"Nghn, ahnn! Ahnn! What is this? Ahhn, your fingers... nghn, please tease my pussy more!" She let out a shriek, her moans reaching his ears like a drum.
"Are you feeling good, madam?"
"Nghn, ahnn... ahnn... y-yes, your fingers are hitting my good spots... nghn..."
"I’m a good worker, madam. Enjoy, madam... I’ll make you squirt." Quinn dug his fingers deeper. Her vaginal discharge... it’s pouring out like crazy.
’Damn, her love juices are too much. It must be hard to control her urges from time to time.’ He was amazed to see the juices falling down into the toilet.
"Nghn... Ngnn, young man... ohh, ahn! I’m feeling hot down there."
"Don’t call me young man, madam. Call me by my name, Quinn... the man that will make you a woman." His cock is bulging hard in his pants; he wanted to fuck her so bad.
"Nghn... Ngnn, ahh, okay... then call me by my name too... ahh, call me Natasha... ahn!" Her body arched backward while her fingers buried into her white thighs.
"I won’t reject that offer, Natasha. Now squirt to your heart’s content. I’m here to make you feel good." Quinn shoved while pinching her clit.
"Nghn! Ngnn! I’m cumming! Quinn, ahh... ahnn! I’m cumming!" She finally lost it—the feeling of squirting... the squirt that she was looking for was finally about to release!
"Let them out." Quinn pinched the spot, and then—
Squirtt!! Squirtt! Squirtt!
Her juices came out like a hose that lost its direction, showering across the room.
"Oops, what a mess you are making, Natasha. Are you seriously making this kind of mess while your son is in the living room?" Quinn evaded the volley of squirts; getting caught wasn’t an option.
"Nghn... nghn... it’s because of you... ahn." Her head leaned on the wall while her limbs dangled. All her strength flowed into the love juices she made.
"Haha, you are making me a bad visitor here, Natasha. I’m here to help those who are pent up, and I guess it’s really a perfect opportunity for me to come here." Quinn unbuttoned his pants; it’s finally time for him to enjoy and savor a ripe MILF.
"W-what are you doing...?" She didn’t expect a sex tool to happen. Well, there was a part of her that wanted it, but what if she got caught doing this with a stranger she just recently met?
That would be disastrous for her and the young man in front of her.
"We are going to fuck, Natasha. Don’t you think the stimulation is lacking if it’s only using a finger?"
"Angn, but my son..."
"He won’t know a single thing, Natasha. It’s only a quick fucking and that’s it..." Quinn finally let out his bulging, monstrous cock.
Gasp!!!
Her eyes bulged out after what she saw.
A monstrosity that’s 10 inches long with a girth that could be compared to the size of a pole, proudly standing high and mighty.
"W-what is that size...?"
"Ooh, this? It’s normal, Natasha. Now don’t slack off, stroke my cock. We can’t waste more time with chit-chat." Quinn guided her hands to the monstrosity.
"I-it’s warm... completely different from the size of my late... no, I can’t be thinking that..." She slowly stroked the cock, her pussy tingling again. It had finally found the key it was looking for.
"First time seeing this kind of size, right?"
"Mhmnn, it’s so big... I can’t make any comparison to this size..." The precum flowed onto her hands, lubricating the cock.
"Heh, I guess I can visit this place often, right, Natasha?"
"Ahn... don’t say that. It’s only for once... the feeling will disappear after this..." Her skills when it comes to lying were trash; her way of expressing herself was completely different from what she said.
"If you say so, I will visit my friend’s home, though." Quinn brushed the hair from her face, looking at her with amusement.
She kept up the rhythmic motion of her hand, her thumb gently sweeping over the wet, pulsing head of his shaft.
Her chest heaved with heavy, shallow breaths, her eyes completely fixated on the thick veins wrapping around his length.
Every rub of her palm coated her skin in his warm precum, mixing with the lingering sweat on her trembling fingers.
"See? Your hand is moving on its own, Natasha. You can’t hide how much you crave this," Quinn murmured softly, stepping closer so that the heavy head of his cock brushed directly against her soft, wet lips.
"Ahhn... Quinn, please... it’s too much..." she whimpered weakly, her dignity completely melting away under the weight of her long-suppressed desires.
She knew that once she let him drive that massive length inside her, there would be no going back to the quiet, lonely life she lived before. But right now, with her son just rooms away and her body burning for complete satisfaction, all she wanted was to feel him break her open and fill her entirely.
"Why is it not coming out? It usually takes only seconds..." She couldn’t make any logical words; 2 minutes had already passed, yet nothing happened.