Chapter 211
"You’ll get yours from a woman someday," Vanessa huffed, but she unbuckled Quentin’s belt, struggling to pull down his pants and reveal his erect cock. She lifted her skirt, moved her panties aside, and expertly guided Quentin’s cock into her wet pussy, wrapping her arms around his neck and moving her hips.
Quentin sighed in satisfaction, feeling Vanessa’s tight pussy envelop his cock. It was incredibly wet and warm. He lifted his hips slightly, thrusting deep into her.
As his cock moved in and out, Vanessa began to moan softly, her face flushed as if drunk. She moved her hips rhythmically, her juices flowing and soaking their clothes.
"Harder, baby." Quentin urged, feeling her pussy tighten around his cock. Waves of pleasure washed over him, but it still wasn’t enough. He needed more stimulation. Vanessa Wood moved for a while longer, already drenched in sweat, and finally said, "I can’t anymore. You take over." The car’s cramped space made it difficult to maneuver, especially with Quentin Rodriguez’s preference for car sex.
Quentin reluctantly opened the car door and helped Vanessa out. He bent her over the car hood, her pale, tender buttocks raised. Quentin thrust into her, gripping her hips, and began to move vigorously. After less than fifty thrusts, his cock trembled, and he ejaculated, his semen gushing out.
Vanessa shuddered as Quentin’s semen filled her, her body convulsing with pleasure. Her pussy contracted rapidly, releasing a hot stream, and she collapsed, spent.
Vanessa’s Schemes
Afterwards, Quentin drove Vanessa home. Seeing her still looking displeased, he assumed she was still worried about her transfer to the education bureau. He placed his hand on her thigh, reassuring her, "Don’t worry. I’ll find a way to handle your transfer. You know my uncle is only the deputy director; he can’t make all the decisions. It takes time."
"Hmph, you better figure it out." Vanessa replied, having given up hope on the transfer. She knew Quentin had always been dismissive of her requests. Realistically, she needed to focus on advancing her position at the school. With this in mind, she said, "By the way, the title evaluations are starting. Can you put in a good word with the school leaders? I feel uneasy without some assurance."
"That’s easy, just a phone call." Quentin said with a smile, then added indignantly, "But I can only influence a few vice principals. Principal Zach Jackson is another story. That guy is as stubborn as a mule. I don’t want to clash with him while I’m aiming for the research department head. You’ll need to find your own way with him."