Chapter 116: An Unprecedented Experience

As the buttons of the nightgown were undone, the pair of pure white and plump breasts, like rabbits escaping from a cage, sprang out from the confinement of the nightgown.

Although John had seen and fondled these breasts the day before, he was still deeply shocked to see them again. He couldn't help but hold them with both hands, one on each side, lifting them up as if he were holding a pair of sacred relics, and placed Grace's breasts in his hands with great reverence.

As his gaze focused, John's eyes seemed to be glued to them, unable to look away.

In John's sight, Grace's breasts appeared like a porcelain doll, fair and smooth, sacred and plump.

They felt firm and substantial in his hands, even emitting a faint fragrance. Holding these breasts again, John couldn't help but recall the regret he felt at noon today.

Now that he had the chance to make up for it, he naturally seized the opportunity. He held Grace's breasts with both hands, kneading them while slowly lowering his head towards the left breast.

When his head reached a certain angle, John glanced up at the sleeping Grace to make sure she hadn't woken up.

Only then did he confidently extend his tongue. Imitating what he had seen in videos and read in novels, John's warm, moist tip of the tongue slowly covered Grace's nipple.

The pink nipple, which had not yet hardened, was connected to the areola and looked like a withered soybean, not very conspicuous.

As the tongue extended, the warm tip first licked the nipple, drawing clockwise circles on it.

Then, he gradually shifted his thick tongue from the nipple to the entire breast, just like in the movies. John used his tongue to draw irregular circles on her breast, his saliva claiming every inch of what should have belonged to his father, marking it with his own scent.

With John's extensive licking, in just a short while, Grace's breast became wet and glistened as if coated with a layer of oil, faintly reflecting a lewd sheen.

John's tongue, like a water snake, flexibly roamed over Grace's breast.

Meanwhile, the other hand holding the right breast was not idle at all. Although one hand could not completely cover Grace's breast, this did not hinder John's obsession with them.

This fascination was not only John's but had spread to the veins and souls of almost all men.

After all, every man's growth is inseparable from the nourishment of breast milk.

And this sanctity and obsession with breasts have seeped into every man's soul and marrow through the milk. For men, a woman's breasts are often an indescribable place.

At this moment, John was just like that. He had regretted at noon today that he hadn't touched his mother's breasts enough.

Now that these breasts were back in his hands, he naturally wanted to make up for the regret. While licking one breast with his tongue, he couldn't bear to neglect the other. His five fingers kneaded Grace's breast like dough, never stopping.

When the tongue had licked the other breast clean, the other breast was firmly grasped by John's five fingers and squeezed towards the center, like a balloon.

Grace's breast kept changing shape in his fingers, and finally, the nipple was squeezed up by his fingers.

After licking Grace's left breast for a while, John shifted his gaze to her right breast.

As John's fingers kneaded, Grace's right breast gradually stood up. As he shifted his sight, he took Grace's right breast into his mouth.

The squeezed and erect nipple was instantly contained in his mouth. However, this time John did not lick with his tongue as before. On the contrary, after taking Grace's nipple into his mouth, he began to suck vigorously, as if testing his lung capacity. He tightly sucked on Grace's nipple, and his head kept rising like a cork.

When it rose to a certain extent, with a pop, he released the nipple. The nipple, which had been sucked up, immediately fell away from his lips, causing ripples in the breast.

As the nipple fell from his mouth, John licked his dry and cracked lips and then shifted his attention to Grace's bright red lips. It was last night that this place gave him an unprecedented experience. It was also last night that he almost ejaculated into his mother's mouth.

Thinking of the warmth and tightness he felt last night, John felt his penis becoming thick and hard as if it were about to explode. He quickly took off his pants and got on the bed, sitting lazily on Grace.

To be honest, after last night's experiment, John's mentality at this moment was completely different from the nervousness and anxiety of last night.

This time, John just wanted to quickly experience his mother's bright and tight cherry lips, and nothing else. He took off all his clothes and quickly moved to Grace's side, just like yesterday.

John held his penis with one hand and knelt halfway at the head of the bed, which was where Grace's head was.

Then, John kept staring at Grace while continuously stroking his penis. With the back and forth stroking of the penis, in a short while, John's penis actually increased in size again, and the constantly opening and closing meatus also secreted a stream of love fluid, which dripped down from the meatus.

The first one or two drops all fell on the pillow next to Grace. Looking at his mother's sleeping profile, John could no longer bear it.

While swallowing his saliva, he slowly moved his knees forward. As his body leaned forward, the thick and long penis, whose veins were already visible, was presented right in front of Grace.

The purplish-red glans was almost touching her lips. If Grace opened her eyes at this moment, she would definitely see the purplish-red glans that was so close, and she would also find that on her bright red lips, there was a warm and slightly viscous thread, which was the love fluid secreted from her beloved son's meatus!

Now, this thread of love fluid had wet Grace's red lips, and a few drops had already dripped into her mouth from her red lips, without any hindrance, easily sliding into her mouth, passing through the gums, and blending with the warm mouth cavity!

It is not known whether it was a coincidence or not, but at the same time as this thread of love fluid flowed into the mouth cavity, Grace's red lips moved up and down slightly!