Chapter 274 - 275: I-I Can’t Betray My Son
"Madam, are you feeling okay? Do you need help?" Quinn knocked on the door again, worried about the situation she was currently in.
"Ahn... no, I can do it... please just wait..." She hurriedly stood up, her legs wobbling and shaking. The squirt made her body weak, making it hard for her to move.
"Then take your time. I will wait, madam." Quinn chuckled. Why was she playing so hard to get? What a busty MILF.
"I-I’m coming..." She couldn’t make the young man wait; it was best for her to pleasure herself in her own room.
Creak...
The door opened, and the thick smell of her juices entered his nostrils. She hadn’t bothered cleaning her mess... because part of her mind wanted to do a dirty deed with the young man she had just met.
"Easy there, madam. Please regain your balance." Quinn caught her body, his palms locking onto her ass while her body was forced to lean against his chest.
"Ahnn, s-sorry about that. My body is acting on its own..." She tried to push her body away.
"Don’t worry, madam, it’s not a problem for me. I think your body needs some help down here..." His hand fondled her ass.
"Ahnn, w-what are you doing... s-stop that..." She could feel a sense of danger—no, it was a sense of opportunity for her.
"I’m helping you, madam. Don’t worry, I won’t say anything about this event..."
"N-no, you got it wrong... please let me go..."
"I can’t, madam. Look at the mess you made on the floor... oh, and the door was soaked, too." Quinn scanned the whole place, looking at the mess she had just made.
"N-no, please... my old body is acting up. Don’t take it seriously... ahhn."
"Then why are you moaning so loudly, madam? Are you perhaps lying about your real feelings? You can’t fool the real feelings inside, madam."
Creak... click.
Quinn closed the door without her permission. She couldn’t get away now... she was under his grasp, and it was finally her turn to fall to pleasure.
"I-I can’t betray my son... please let me go..."
"Don’t be like that, madam. I’m helping you here. Don’t think of this stuff as bad. I’m here to help you, so just take this as a small matter." Quinn lifted her body as he positioned her on the toilet.
"Ahnn, but..."
"No buts, madam. I know what I am doing, and your body can’t lie. You wanted to feel this kind of heat, right?"
"..."
"Say it. I know that you wanted this. Say it..."
"Ahnn, don’t put me in a tight spot... ahnn, w-what if my son catches us?" Yes, she wanted to taste a dish now.
It was time for her to take a bite after not getting a single dime for years.
"He won’t catch us, madam. It’s normal for me to take my time, so let me do the job."
"Why... am I doing this...? And with a man I just met, who could be my son..." She mumbled at the ridiculous situation she was currently in.
Yet, she couldn’t lie... she wanted to taste the man in front of her. There was a strange pulling force pushing her mind to the brink.
"Haha, don’t worry about that, madam." Quinn laughed lightly. Of course, the magical squirting touch made his job easier.
"I can feel your lower body needs more attention, so please spread your legs. I want to see the situation." His fingers were ready to work.
"O-okay, but only for a brief moment... we can’t do more..."
"Obviously. I’m true to my words, madam. Just follow my words and let me do the work."
She was hesitant, but there was no helping it—she needed more attention than she had expected.
"D-don’t stare at my pussy like that... I didn’t shave my private hair..." She tried to close her legs, but Quinn locked them in place.
"Wow, it’s beautiful, madam. I can see that you are really pent up to feel this kind of tingling... and don’t worry about your forest. I love to see this kind of scene." This was not his first time seeing a literal forest; Helen was the living embodiment of that.
"Ahnn, don’t tease me like that... please help me now. My son might sense something is wrong..." That would be the ultimate cherry on top for a mother like her.
An old woman enjoying the touch of a young man she had just met, spreading her legs after only a few minutes... that had to be the wildest, most scandalous act.
And... she had her reputation to protect, so she couldn’t allow her son to see the scene... the man he treated as a brother watching her leaking pussy.
"I will begin, madam. Don’t hold back; let your moans take over your mind."
Quinn lowered his head, his hands firmly gripping her thick, trembling thighs as he spread them even wider apart. Natasha gasped, her fingers desperately digging into the sides of the toilet seat as she felt the cool air of the bathroom hit her drenched private entrance.
"Ahhn... Quinn, please be gentle... it has been so long..." she whimpered softly, biting her lower lip as her cheeks burned with a mix of utter shame and intense anticipation.
Without hesitation, Quinn pressed his thumb directly onto her sensitive clit, applying a steady, rhythmic pressure while his other hand slid deep between her ass cheeks.
The moment his skin made contact with her wet center, his special skill flared to life once more, sending waves of raw, uncontrollable heat shooting through her lower abdomen.
"NGHN!! Ahh... ahnn!!" Natasha’s back instantly arched off the seat, her eyes rolling backward in sheer ecstasy. She slammed her hand over her own mouth to muffle the loud moan that threatened to spill out into the hallway where her son was waiting.
"See? I told you your body couldn’t lie, madam," Quinn whispered into her ear, his voice low and commanding. "Your pussy is swallowing my fingers whole... look at how much fluid you are leaking all over my hands."
Squelch... squelch... squelch...
The wet, slippery sounds echoed softly in the cramped bathroom space. Quinn drove two of his fingers deep inside her tight, hot passage, curling them upward to hit her most sensitive spot over and over again.
Every single stroke forced her hips to twitch involuntarily against his hand, her legs shaking so violently that she could barely keep them lifted.
"Ahhn... ahh! I can’t... it’s too much! Quinn, you are... ahhnn... breaking me!" Natasha cried out in a breathless whisper, her mind completely turning into mush under the relentless assault of his hands. All her dignity as a mother and a dignified widow vanished completely, replaced entirely by the desperate need to feel the young man satisfy her completely.
"You like it when I treat your old body like this, don’t you, Natasha?" Quinn smirked, using her name directly for the first time as he speeded up his finger movements, pumping deep into her dripping entrance without giving her a single second to catch her breath.
"Y-yes!! Ahhn... yes, Quinn! Please... make me feel like a woman again!" she confessed weakly, surrendering every last shred of her resistance as her entire body began to tremble on the verge of another explosive climax.