Chapter 135: Chapter 135

Chapter 135

~Dildo at work~

When he appeared at her door, the enthusiasm to open the door died within him and he remained paused at the door, peeping through it to behold she was naked and not yet asleep; her pale thick buttocks shot into his eyes. She had her back to him, as she looked in the mirror, rubbing some moisturizing cream across her body, taking her time to stroke her long curly hair with her cream and sprays. She swirled around in the mirror, beholding her naked figure eight body, which glittered in the incandescent light that shone in the room. When she turned to fetch herself a hot cup of coffee, the last straw of drink before bed time, Ken saw that her vagina wasn’t well shaven but attractive to earn his tongue into .She had poured herself a little of the coffee in the glass cup and sat on the bed to sip. She suddenly stood and relocated to the sofa by the corner; it was as though she wasn’t comfortable going to bed at the time because she had glanced at the clock on the wall, before parting the bed. The sofa on which she sat was opposite Ken, and he couldn’t stop peeping at her while she opened her legs wide open enough, flashing her vagina lips at him.

Ken snorted, peeping at her, and paused to stroke his penis to fight back the erection. Recognizing that this lady was actually his mistress and what on earth could stop him from opening the door and demand for her body.

“Hmmm, oh. Shit… shit… hmmm,”

Ken was busy with his thought when that moan caught his attention and he resumed peeping through the door. Jacy lay back on the sofa, had her legs spread, with enough room for the huge dildo to penetrate her hairy vagina. Her big breasts were already housing inflated nipples that were held by her hands. As the dildo vibrated in her vagina she stroked her nipples and wriggled her head in sweetness and lust. Her tongue struck out of her mouth and she opened her mouth to scream a moan.

“Oh yeah…. Keep at that pace, ken. Oh shit….fuck me hard…”

Ken was stunned to hear her mention his name in her moan and to think of the fact that she could imagine he was making love to her , made him feel wanted. He kept peeping at her as she thrust the dildo faster and harder into her juicy vagina with her body rolling across the sofa like earthworm in ecstasy.

“Oh… oh…yeah!” she moaned into the night, disturbing the peaceful night.

In a matter of time, her legs trembled in the air, her body shook greatly and came to a quick heat as the dildo stuck in her creamy vagina while she breathed hard and achieved perfect orgasm. Soon the dildo left her vagina and dropped on the floor before she muttered, “Thank you for the fuck, Ken” and then kept quiet abruptly; not making a noise for a few more minutes.

She had slept off.

And Ken was still peeping from outside, stroking his penis and finally walking away, feeling horny.

When he returned to his bedroom, he brought out her naked picture, kept it to his chest while he stroked his penis, and argued if he could ever avoid her and keep to himself. He had plans of planting the seed of hatred in her, to be hated by her, but it seemed the more he tried, the more she loved him. And about his son’s wish, he would love to give it a try, except for the third one which he wasn’t so sure of. Whatever the third wish was, he hoped it was something he could do without having a second thought. With his eyes staring at the naked picture, he imagined Jacy fingering her vagina with the dildo before he slept off.

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“Mom,” Blueeyes called, “Dad is taking us on a picnic,” he added, standing before her worrisome face.

Jacy had woken up on the wrong side of the bed, even after making love with Ken in her dream. She had a heavy jaw, a soar tongue that irritated her mouth, a dry vagina that seemed to have emptied all of its cum to the bed spread. She looked at her son from under the duvet and felt like asking him to repeat himself.

“What did you just say?” she fought back her smile and kept a strong face that would inform Blueeyes she wasn’t out for jokes this morning. That was the least news she expected to hear. Does it mean he has decided to have a fresh start with me? Is the picnic for me or for himself? Ken, you are just impossible? She thought.

“You heard me right,” he said, stretching his jacket, “As you can see I’m good to go. Get dressed up, because dad is waiting in the car.”

“You said what!” groaned Jacy , and she made to the window to confirm indeed it was true. The figure inside the car was Ken.

Ken had told Blueeyes to go and inform his mother about the picnic, since he couldn’t swallow his pride and inform her himself.

“Ok,” she said, shooting a delighted, energetic face at him, “Give me few minutes, I will join you guys soon.”

As soon as Blueeyes left, she sprang out of the duvet, smiled at her nakedness that reflected in the mirror, hastened into the shower for a wash and was out of the bathroom in a few seconds. She took her time to rub her ointment, and stretched out her greasily pressed hair to a ponytail. She appeared before her lingerie and gown and shook her head; she wasn’t going to put on any lingerie, no G-string nothing at all, except for the bikini when she would be swimming. She wanted to have a naked vagina and be free from any restriction when he would be driven to penetrate his penis into her. She stretched her hand to a micro gown that often revealed her thick hips and figure eight whenever she wore it…