Today Grace was wearing a pair of wide-leg trousers, tailored at the hips.
My hand gradually slid down, reaching her buttocks, which were firm and round.
I firmly squeezed and kneaded them through her pants, shifting her weight upwards, her abdomen against my hips.
Through the fabric, my hard cock felt the warmth of her crotch.
I could feel the eager quivering of her labia, contracting and relaxing.
Like a beating heart, or a hungry vagrant begging for food.
Pressing against her buttocks, her body fit snugly against mine.
It seemed like her body was responding to my cock, with my cock penetrating her lower body completely, her toes tiptoeing in front of mine, seemingly trying to relieve the pressure of my cock.
But my cock not only didn't feel tired, it became more excited and jumped a bit.
"Mmm...," Grace sensually murmured, her legs clamping down tightly.
I could sense that her pussy had already released a few drops of vaginal discharge.
I unbuttoned her pants, my fingers sliding down the fabric of her trousers, reaching her underwear, continuing to touch through the underwear, I felt the curves of her buttocks.
Her buttocks were almost enveloped by my palm, my middle finger perfectly placed in the groove, slowly moving downward.
Her underwear was damp, the square crotch area squeezed into a thin strip, soaked with vaginal discharge.
Pressing against the underwear, I rubbed her labia vigorously.
"Ah..." Grace moaned in ecstasy.
Her legs clamped even tighter, as if she wanted to crush my fingers and cock beneath her.
She increased the pressure of her embrace, her soft body rubbing against mine, seemingly ticklish and wanting me to hold her tighter.
"Squeeze your legs tighter," I pinched her soft buttocks and said.
My voice was low and husky, making her earlobes blush as she trembled as if electrified.
She bit her lip tightly, letting out a coquettish moan, clearly struggling.
But she continued to cooperate with me, trying hard to keep her legs tightly closed, causing more vaginal discharge to seep out.
Drops wetting the crotch of her underwear, moistening my fingers.
My middle finger circled around the crotch of her underwear, the fingertip perfectly placed on her vaginal opening, rubbing up and down against the vaginal opening.
Each upward stroke grazed her clitoris, like completing a task.
My middle finger slowly slid back to her buttocks, quickly moving up to rub away, each time reaching her clitoris, my finger swiftly sliding down again, repeating the process.
Grace, aroused, felt her legs weaken and gradually slide down.
I held her buttocks with one hand, lifting her up into my arms and pressing her against the safety door.
"Ah... come inside... I can't wait any longer," Grace's face flushed, nestling in my neck, pleading for me to take her.
"What do you want inside? My fingers? Or..." I teased, pushing my cock forcefully against her, "my cock?"
I deliberately lowered my voice, whispering into her ear, sending my soft breaths.
Grace instantly felt a tingling sensation all over, trembling in my arms.
She shyly squeezed out, "Cock..."
I continued, "What kind of cock?"
Grace replied, "Big cock."
"Whose big cock?" I continued to guide her by her ear.
Grace said eagerly, "Your big cock."
I asked, "Who am I?"
Grace blurted out, "You're my dear husband!"
"Then remember to keep it down, there are colleagues outside," I chuckled softly.
"Hurry up, the janitor will be here soon," Grace urged, twisting her hips.
Without delay, I pulled down her pants to her thighs.
Then I lowered my own trousers to my thighs, freeing my cock from my underwear and inserting it between her legs.
Grace wriggled her hips, her clitoris brushing against my cock.
Feeling the skin of my cock being stimulated, vaginal discharge seeping into it drop by drop.
A sense of relief washed over me.
"Insert it quickly, I can't wait any longer," Grace eagerly reached for my cock, wanting to guide it into her pussy.
I instructed, "Alright, spread your legs a bit,"
Grace pushed her legs apart forcefully.
A rush of fresh air flowed around my cock. I supported my cock, lifting the tip and slowly inserting it into her pussy.
"Oh... so good," Grace's lips parted slightly, her expression relaxed.
Bending my knees, I held her waist, thrusting my hips.
My cock moved in and out of her pussy, the connection of our genitals creating a rhythmic sound. Her breasts also swayed up and down with my thrusts.
My hands moved up, gripping her ribs on either side.
Her breasts swayed, brushing against the back of my hand.
The soft touch of her breasts felt like cotton candy dancing on my hand.
Just the thought made my mouth water, craving a taste.
A fire seemed to burn in my throat, making it unbearably dry.
I reached out and unbuttoned her silk blouse.
The movement of her breasts increased, almost jumping onto my face.
I licked my lips hungrily, my breathing becoming heavy.
Slowly sliding my hand through the gap in the buttons, I touched the smooth skin of her breasts.
Grace's bra only covered the lower part of her breasts, leaving the upper part exposed.
My palm touched the top of her breasts, then gradually sliding down to her nipples.
My fingertip touched her nipple first, gently teasing it.
Grace involuntarily arched her chest towards me.
I shifted my middle finger to the side, followed by my index finger.
Both fingers squeezed her nipple together, pulling it up and pressing it back in.
This back and forth continued for several rounds, Grace was so pleasured that her vaginal discharge kept flowing, wetting her pants.
A silver-white streak appeared on her smooth thighs, her nipples gradually hardened, like ripe cherries.
I pulled her nipple out of her bra, exposing it to the air.
The nipple was red, the areola pink, and upon closer inspection, a small circular opening could be seen on the nipple, like a tiny needle hole.
If I remembered correctly, this was where she had fed her child when she was young.
My eyes were fixated, as if there were still some milk inside that little hole, a taste of milk in my mouth with just a gentle suck.
"Ah... don't stare... it's so embarrassing," Grace squirmed.
"What part of you haven't I seen?" I said, then opened my mouth and took her nipple in my mouth.