Chapter 162[r18]
"Alright, Mrs. Cortez, I’m in," Kevin said eagerly. He thrust his hips forward, his large glans spreading her wet lips and slowly entering her tight, slick vagina.
"Ah... slower..."
Camila’s legs straightened instinctively, her hips arching higher to allow Kevin deeper access. Her mouth opened slightly, breathing heavily as Kevin’s thick cock filled her in a way her husband never could.
Kevin slowly pushed into Camila, feeling her vaginal walls gripping his shaft tightly, sending waves of pleasure through him. He held her plump, white hips, thrusting deeply into her, their bodies joined completely. He sighed in satisfaction and began to move, his cock slick with her juices, sliding in and out of her wet, welcoming hole, her labia parting to reveal the pink flesh within.
Camila was overwhelmed by the pleasure of being fucked by her student, but she couldn’t make a sound. She bit her lip, pushing her soft, plump buttocks back against Kevin’s thrusts, her wetness spreading as their bodies slapped together.
"Hey, what’s that sound?" one of the boys in the living room, sitting closest to the bedroom, asked with a puzzled expression. "Frank, it sounds like there’s something in the bedroom. Shouldn’t you check? There have been a lot of break-ins lately."
Both Kevin and Camila froze. Kevin pulled out and started looking around for a place to hide in case Frank came in.
"Don’t be ridiculous. We don’t have anything worth stealing." Frank said lazily, not wanting to move from the sofa. "It’s probably just a possum. Ignore it." Frank’s house was a single-story building frequently visited by possums, so the boys didn’t think much of it. Kevin sighed in relief and resumed thrusting into Camila, his movements more cautious now. However, a particularly deep thrust made Camila moan involuntarily, and she quickly covered her mouth in shock.
But the boys in the living room heard the noise. Frank quickly got up from the sofa, cautiously approaching the bedroom door. "Mom, are you home?"