Chapter 470: I’ll Moan!
His penis was held by slender, delicate hands and gently stroked, making Harry’s mber imdiately stand tall and erect again.
“Is that so? Doesn’t Mrs. Margaret enjoy such thrilling sensations? Just now, Mrs. Margaret, you even lost control of your bladder. Look, you’ve sprayed your lewd juices and urine all over …” With the enhancent of mind-reading abilities, Harry could clearly hear every thought in Margaret’s mind. Her little sches were like a completely naked virgin in front of Harry, allowing him to admire and toy with her as he pleased!
Margaret’s innermost shaful thoughts had already been heard loud and clear by Harry.
Harry deliberately asked this way simply to satisfy his own twisted amusent, intentionally teasing and humiliating Margaret.
For a pampered, high-society woman like Margaret, who was accustod to flattery and praise, the more intense her reactions were to such vulgar and obscene humiliation, the greater the satisfaction and sense of accomplishnt Harry derived from it!
The feeling of verbally degrading Margaret was far more thrilling than humiliating ordinary won!
This stark contrast and the sense of conquest made Harry’s twisted desires grow increasingly depraved. He was no longer content with rely engaging in such bold and thrilling adultery with Margaret.
In Harry’s mind, even more audacious ideas and wicked fantasies began to erge!
“I… I didn’t!! … You… stop it!! … Don’t… don’t say anymore!! … You… you… are you satisfied now? … Can… can you leave now?!”
Margaret turned her head slightly to glare at Harry, her eyes filled with sha and desire, biting her lips as she let out a soft moan.
“I’d love to leave right now, but your husband is outside. How am I supposed to leave? If I walk out like this, won’t your husband find out everything?”
A wicked smile spread across Harry’s face as his hand gently glided over Margaret’s smooth, jade-like body, her skin as soft and silky as satin.
“You… hide for now. I’ll go check what he’s doing at the door!”
Harry’s words made Margaret tense up again. Though they had narrowly escaped earlier, they now faced an unavoidable problem: Caleb had returned, and Harry’s exit was no longer so simple!
Moreover, the security guards had seen Harry when he arrived. If Caleb asked about it, everything would be exposed!
The thought made Margaret’s breathing grow rapid once more.
“Fine, then this adulterer will have to rely on you to cover for …” Harry smirked faintly, watching as Margaret anxiously draped her nightgown over herself and cautiously tiptoed to the door. The corners of his lips curled into a sinister smile.
Holding her breath, Margaret pressed her ear against the door, listening carefully for any movent outside. After confirming there was no sound, she nervously cracked the door open, peeking through the gap while sticking out her plump bottom to survey the hallway.
The corridor was empty, which finally allowed Margaret to exhale slightly in relief. She widened the door a little more before cautiously leaning out to glance downstairs.
Caleb was pacing in the first-floor lobby, phone in hand, seemingly agitated as he cursed into the receiver. The open, quiet space allowed Margaret to faintly hear his frustrated voice.
Assured that Caleb had gone downstairs, Margaret’s anxious heart finally settled. Just as she was about to turn and inform Harry, she suddenly felt warmth press against her back. A pair of rough hands groped her chest, and a strong body pressed tightly against her from behind.
“You! What are you doing?!” Margaret whipped her head around to glare at Harry, who had lewdly closed in on her, her heartbeat skyrocketing.
“Who told you to pose so seductively? With that plump bottom sticking out, how could anyone resist? Hmm?”
As he spoke, Harry lifted Margaret’s nightgown and positioned his slick penis against the crevice of her upturned buttocks. With a gentle thrust, the already wet mber slid between the smooth mounds of her rear, gliding along her inner thighs until it pressed against Margaret’s twitching, nervous pussy.
“Haa!~~ You! What are you doing?!~~ No!~~” Margaret let out a breathy moan before hurriedly covering her mouth and glancing downstairs.
Seeing Caleb still pacing while on the phone, she turned back and hissed at Harry in a low voice, “He’s right downstairs on the phone! He could co back up any mont!”
Harry smirked evilly, looking at Margaret’s flushed cheeks once again. He slightly arched his waist forward, causing the penis pressed against her pussy to slide. The glans imdiately slipped into the tightly clasped jade gate between her wet labia. “Then you can keep an eye out for at the door! It seems I won’t be able to leave anyti soon today, so why don’t we have another round of fun!”
With that, Harry thrust his penis in deeply, slamming his body hard against Margaret’s perky buttocks.
“Ah!! ~~ Ahh! ~~” Margaret couldn’t help but moan. Realizing her voice was too loud, she imdiately covered her mouth and nervously glanced toward the door.
Seizing the opportunity, Harry reached around from behind and grabbed Margaret’s delicate hands, pinning her body against the doorfra. He began pounding her perky buttocks fiercely.
“Hah! ~~ Ah! ~~ Hahh ~~ Uh! ~~ Ah! ~~ Oh my! ~~ Ah! ~~ Oh my! ~~ You! ~~ Are you crazy?! ~~ God! ~~ Ah! ~~ Sss! ~~” Margaret gasped in disbelief, her mouth hanging open as she moaned. She struggled to turn her head, which was being pressed against the doorfra by Harry’s thrusts, and looked back at him in shock.
She never expected Harry to take advantage of her checking the situation outside to fuck her again! This audacious and utterly depraved man filled Margaret with both anger and surprise, while also giving her a thrilling sense of excitent!!
“What! ~~ How! ~~ How can you do it again so soon! ~~ Ah! ~~ Hah! ~~ No! Not here! ~~ I! ~~ I won’t be able to hold back my moans! He… he’ll hear ! ~~ Ah! ~~ Hahh! ~~ No! ~~ Let go! ~~ Let close the door, okay?! ~~ Ah! ~~ Oh my god! ~~ What are you trying to do?! ~~ You madman! ~~ You… ahh… ahh!”
Margaret’s soft body swayed uncontrollably under Harry’s relentless thrusts. Her large breasts swung back and forth, her plump buttocks making loud “slap slap” sounds as they collided with Harry’s hips. His cock slid in and out of her slippery pussy with wet “squelch squelch” noises, while warm juices dripped down her slender, smooth thighs onto the floor.
“Mmm! ~~ Mmm! ~~ How… how can we close the door? Didn’t you say your husband might co back up at any mont, Mrs. Margaret? Then… mmm! ~~ Then you can just stand here and keep watch for !”
While ramming Margaret violently, Harry panted heavily and grinned lewdly at her.
“No!! ~~ I! ~~ I can’t hold back! ~~ I’ll moan! I’ll moan out loud! ~~ Ah! ~~ Hah! ~~ Mmm! ~~ Hah! ~~ Uh! I… I’ll let him hear ! ~~ Ah! ~~ Oh my god! ~~ So! So rough! ~~ No! ~~ Ah! ~~ Oh my god! ~~ God! ~~ How can this be so thrilling! ~~ Ah! ~~”
Margaret bit her lip hard, desperately trying to suppress the urge to moan wantonly. Her dazed eyes nervously watched Caleb pacing back and forth downstairs, silently praying he wouldn’t notice what was happening.
The soul shattering pleasure grew more intense with Harry’s fierce thrusts. The addictive, irresistible numbness, accompanied by dreamlike hallucinations, made Margaret lose control of her body. Trembling, she began responding to Harry’s movents.
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