I glanced down at Selene's breasts, which were bouncing like crazy. They weren't as perky as some other women's, but the way they moved made me forget about that.
I reached out and squeezed them, and they felt surprisingly soft, like I was squeezing a pillow.
As I kept kneading her breasts, I worked on Selene's body, keeping a steady rhythm.
Selene's face blushed, her red lips parting slightly as she let out a sexy moan.
I kept up the pace, pretending to be inexperienced, but when I thrust in hard, I squeezed her breasts even tighter.
Selene's moans got deeper and more erotic, sending shivers down my spine and making my whole body tingle with excitement.
"It's not enough," I said, pretending to be dissatisfied but not really knowing what to do.
"It's because you're not thrusting hard enough... Come on... Push harder... Get it in deeper," Selene said.
She spread her legs wider and reached down to rub her clit, adding even more intense stimulation.
I picked up the pace.
Her soft, slightly saggy breasts shook violently, and even her belly moved rapidly.
Maybe it was because she'd had a baby before and hadn't fully recovered. Her belly was a bit loose and had a long scar on it. But that didn't affect the softness. Each touch was like squeezing a pillow, soft and elastic.
Mia, Grace, and Sophia's bellies were still pretty flat. Whether they'd had kids or not, their bellies didn't have that looseness. Mia's belly felt tight, but it wasn't as satisfying to knead as Selene's. Mia's belly felt firm and smooth, like kneading a loaf of bread—nice to touch, but not as satisfying to squeeze.
Selene was very experienced. After rubbing her clit for a while, she reached for my cock, caressing the part that was exposed with each thrust.
She even touched my balls occasionally, adding more stimulation.
When she touched my already hard balls, they got even firmer and a bit hot, sending a wave of intense pleasure through me.
My thrusting speed increased uncontrollably, and my balls slapped against her pussy, making a series of crisp slapping sounds.
Selene's legs lifted with my thrusts. Each time she tried to wrap her toes around my waist, they'd get knocked off by my powerful thrusts.
Selene's moans got more lascivious.
"So good... Feels so good... Harder... Thrust harder. Oh yes... Right there... So deep. You're amazing... Keep going... Don't stop..."
I grabbed her breasts with both hands, squeezing them tight. It felt like if her breasts could squirt water, I'd be squeezing them dry, leaving them flat and deflated like a balloon.
Selene was tense all over from the way I was fucking her, not just her belly, but her limbs too.
Her feet were planted firmly on the bed, her pussy rhythmically squeezing my cock. Her arms were bent on either side of her head, fingers clenched into fists.
Her climax hit.
I knelt on either side of her, focusing on squeezing her breasts with my hands.
Then I thrust deeper, making her juices gush out, splattering all over my legs. It was a deliciously messy display of pure lust.
"Faster... Faster! I... I'm about to climax! Oh, yes... Yeah! I can't take it anymore!" she moaned intermittently.
The next moment, as my semen shot out, Selene's legs around my waist clamped tightly, her pussy sucking my cock like it wanted to swallow it whole.
I was panting uncontrollably, grabbing her lower abdomen while my cock trembled inside her.
After a while, Selene finally relaxed, spreading her legs apart, and my cock was freed.
Then, as if all my strength had been drained, I got off Selene, lying breathlessly next to her, staring blankly at the ceiling.
But really, it was all an act. I could go another two rounds, but I didn't want her to suspect this wasn't my first time, so I pretended to be exhausted.
Selene didn't see through my act; she was too overwhelmed to even speak.
She turned to lie on her side, reaching out to caress my face.
The look in her eyes had a hint of affection like she was looking at her lover.
Finally, she couldn't resist and kissed my cheek.
"You're super amazing, young man, making me enjoyable in bed!"
Her fingers gently stroked my cheek, and she said, "I haven't felt such pleasure in sex for over a decade."
"What? Aren't you very wealthy? If you're not satisfied with sex with your husband, why not look elsewhere?" I asked, confused.
In theory, a wealthy woman like her should be more likely to seek outside.
And her marriage with her husband seemed harmonious and loving, which should be just for show, like my foster parents.
Seeing my puzzled face, she explained slowly, "You're too naive. People of my status and position have to pay more attention to public opinion, as we're all concerned about our reputation. If others see us betraying our family or having a bad relationship with our spouse, we'll be ridiculed. By then, even our company's stock will be affected."
"I was only planning to finish my work and go back this time. If it weren't for Sophia persuading me to try with you, I wouldn't have even considered cheating," she added.