Chapter 318 - 324

"Good girl. Now that we have an agreement, let’s play fairly," Quinn said with a sly smile, unfastening the front ties of her blouse.

"W-What are you doing?! Don’t take my clothes off...!" she gasped, already straining to keep her voice down as he began exposing her upper body.

"Did you forget the rules already? I’m allowed to use my hands however I want, and you’re allowed to do whatever it takes to make me finish. Having a little outdoor fun right next to your home adds a nice thrill, doesn’t it? Just pray nobody walks by and spots us." Quinn pulled the fabric aside, exposing her lush, bare breasts to the cool air, along with a pair of thin, beige lace panties secured with delicate ribbon knots at the hips.

"Wow, look at you wearing matching lingerie, Sylph. You came far more prepared than you claim," Quinn mused, his hand trailing downward over her smooth stomach before slipping directly beneath the damp lace covering her soaking wet pussy.

"Ahh... please stop..." She bit her lower lip hard, struggling to suppress the desperate moans threatening to escape her throat.

"What are you talking about, Sylph? You’re wearing such revealing lingerie, and now you’re going to act all shy?" Quinn mocked softly, fingering her sensitive clitoris as the soft, squishy flesh became thoroughly soaked in her own sweet arousal.

"I—I didn’t put this on for that purpose..." she stammered, using both of her trembling hands to stroke his massive shaft at a much faster, frantic pace.

"Hoh? Are you trying to tell me you put on this sexy lingerie just for fun, Sylph? Aren’t you just a shameless slut deep down?" Quinn taunted, mercilessly groping her heavy breasts, well aware that nobody was around to catch them.

"Ahh... ah... N-no! I am not that kind of woman...!"

"I’m tired of hearing your endless excuses, Sylph. Your body isn’t lying to me. Just look at all these juices, hmm?" Quinn parted his slick fingers right in front of her flushed face, a long, sticky strand of her clear nectar stretching between them.

"Ahh... please... just cum already! I don’t want to betray my husband again... I really love Brian!"

"You love my cock, and that’s the exact same thing, Sylph. You’ve become completely addicted to my dick after finally tasting what real, passionate fucking feels like." Quinn pressed her body tight against the quiet corner, thoroughly enjoying the forbidden thrill of an outdoor encounter.

"Ngh... don’t say that! Don’t say such things... or I won’t be able to hold myself back anymore," Sylph whimpered, lowering her head as her face flushed a deep crimson color.

Why does doing something so wrong feel so incredibly good...? I’m not supposed to be like this. This is a huge mistake... and yet, I just want to keep making this exact same mistake over and over again... She spat a generous mouthful of saliva onto her palm, using the moisture to make her strokes over his shaft much smoother and faster.

"Good girl, you really know how to take care of me, Sylph. Don’t worry so much about doing something bad—we all have our dark secrets." Owen leaned in, slowly dragging his warm tongue up her slender neck, slurping up the sweet, delicate scent of her skin.

"Nghh... don’t lick my neck! It’s dirty after working all day..." She feebly attempted to push his chest away, but Quinn only licked her even harder.

"Slurp... slurp... You taste so sweet, Sylph. Did you put on a new perfume and cologne today? It fits your gorgeous body perfectly." Quinn slowly trailed his tongue down toward her bare chest.

"Ngh... Y-you noticed...?" She gasped in genuine surprise, amazed that Quinn immediately picked up on the subtle new fragrance she had sprayed onto her body.

"Of course I noticed. Did Brian neglect you again? Hah, what a pathetic fool he is, not even noticing when his own beautiful wife puts on a brand-new scent for him." Quinn openly mocked her clueless husband. It was a pain having such a pathetic brother, but at the same time, it was an absolute blessing for his own desires.

"Ngh..."

"So I hit the bullseye, didn’t I?"

"Hmmn..." She nodded her head weakly, far too embarrassed to verbally admit that she had just been desperately craving a compliment from a man.

"What an utter fool he is. But I’m right here for you, Sylph. You don’t ever have to worry about him again." Quinn gently slipped the delicate straps of her lingerie off her shoulders, sliding them down her smooth arms.

"I can love you properly and satisfy every single one of your deepest cravings, Sylph. I know you just want to be treated fairly—with real affection, gentle care, and intense fucking." Quinn greedily took her erect nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the soft areola and dark tip.

"Ngnn... ahn... ahnn... Will you really do all that for me...?" She could no longer control the soft moans bubbling up from her chest.

"I will, and I can do it whenever you want. Just forget all about Brian. He’s only neglecting your beauty and ignoring your incredible appeal." Quinn gently caressed her soft hair, providing her with the deep, emotional comfort she had been starved of for so long.

"Ahh... ahn... ahn... Please... Brian is just tired from work... maybe that’s all it is."

"No, he isn’t just tired. He simply doesn’t appreciate your gorgeous body anymore, Sylph... though in the end, the choice is entirely yours." Quinn didn’t bother pushing the matter any further; he was going to take her body regardless.

"Nghn... ahn... ahnn! Please suck them gently... It feels so intensely strange..." Sylph completely surrendered her self-control, though she no longer cared about the consequences.

Her aching body craved the touch of his big cock once again, and that was her undeniable reality—at the end of the day, she was still just a passionate woman with desires.

"Slurp... slurp... Like this? Do you want me to move nice and gently for you, Sylph?" Quinn smoothly drove his fingers deep into her drenched pussy, instantly striking her most sensitive internal hot spot.

You’re going to spray your juices all over me, Sylph. Hehe, show me how much you love this.

"Ahn... ahn... Y-yes! I love gentle, slow sex..." she blurted out helplessly, her thighs instinctively pressing tightly together against his hand.

"I’m about to cum, Sylph!" Owen growled, locking his throbbing shaft securely between her thighs.

"Ngh! I’m cumming too, Quinn... ahh!"

Spurtt! Spurtt! Spurtt!

Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!

Quinn fired a thick, hot load of his seed directly across her trembling thighs, while Sylph squirted a torrential flood of her own sweet juices, thoroughly soaking her fine clothing.

"Ahn... ahn... ahnn... I came so hard..." she gasped, collapsing forward and resting her chest against his as she breathed laboriously.

"You certainly did, Sylph. That was all your pent-up frustration finally escaping." Owen gently rubbed his shaft against her slick skin, pulling back to reveal his length glistening with a heavy coat of semen.

"Ngnn... A-are we’re really going to do the full deed... right here in the open...?" She stared with wide, glazed eyes at his rock-hard shaft.

"I want to try fucking you right here. So let’s do it." Owen guided her soft hand back to his length, encouraging her to stroke him once more.

"Look at me—I’m already rock-hard again just from staring at your gorgeous, busty body. I can’t control my dick around you, Sylph."

"Ahh... Y-you really are completely hopeless! W-what if someone happens to see us...?" She placed her hands against the cool wall and bent her back deeply, completely exposing her dripping, tight pussy to him.

"No one is going to see us. I’m completely certain the neighbors aren’t even awake yet."

"N-no, I heard that Mrs. Fores is planning to come over here soon...!"

"Don’t worry about her for a second. You can just stay hidden right here while I fuck you nice and hard."

"Ngnn... saying that obscene word again..."

Rub... rub... rub...

"Yet you love hearing it, don’t lie to me, Sylph. Just be true to your real desires... don’t worry, I’ll be more than happy to see you accept who you truly are," Quinn purred, greedily groping her ass. It was so remarkably plump, firm, and undeniably sexy—far too delicious for a typical mature woman.

"Ahn... ahn... am I really...?"

Spank! Spank! Spank!

"Don’t play dumb with me! I know you secretly love being treated like a shameless slut," Owen growled, landing three heavy, consecutive spanks right across her soft cheeks.

"Ngnn... ahnn... agnn...!"

Thrust... thrust...

"Look at that—your tight pussy is squeezing my cock like a vice! I’m not wrong, am I?" Quinn grunted in satisfaction. It felt exponentially better stretching her open now that her tight canal had completely molded itself to his massive proportions.

She’s so unbelievably tight and good... ahh, I’m definitely going to make you bear my child, Sylph... he thought, brutally hammering his shaft upward until his broad tip battered directly against her opening womb