Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 871

A man and woman rolled on the bed and lay on top of each other. All of a sudden, the former rolled up the latter's tight skirt, exposing her fair and slender legs.

Janet's white shirt had been torn open, revealing her plump breasts cupped in her white bra. They were as flawless as porcelain if it were not for the red marks Brandon had made.

At this moment, he straddled Janet's waist and hastily took off her coat.

He then moved to separate her legs, and the white panties underneath her dress was exposed.

It was soaking wet, and the middle part was sticking to her vagina.

Brandon removed her underwear and stroked Janet's wet vulva with his slender finger.

He touched her quivering hole and, suddenly, inserted his finger in it.

As he stimulated her insides, he caressed her breast at the same time. In an instant, her nipples turned red and hard. They looked as though they were waiting to be fondled and played with.

Janet, who was lying on her back, gasped in anticipation. She looked down and watched as Brandon kneaded her breast. As it was big, he could not hold it with one hand and could only squeeze it into different shapes.

"Is this enough?" Brandon teasingly asked as he gazed at the look of pleasure on Janet's face.

She did not answer and just blushed with embarrassment as his finger circled in her wet insides.

Brandon's finger was slender yet powerful. As it rubbed against her G-spot, Janet whimpered and quivered.

"Are you going to climax again?" he mischievously asked.

Janet could only blush with shyness.

Unable to take it any longer, Brandon took off his trousers and aimed his strong and hard dick at her hole. Then, ever so slowly, he pushed it deep into her.

"Ugh... You're so big..." Janet unconsciously grabbed the bed sheet, and the void and heat of her body were instantly dispelled. As Brandon moved faster and faster, her mind went blank, as if she had fallen into a deep trance.

After she came again, Janet felt as though her body was going to fall apart.

"Let's go to the bathroom," Brandon whispered, their bodies hot and drenched with sweat.

"I'm tired..." Janet replied with a trembling voice.

Without another word, Brandon carried her into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Soon, the glass door was covered with mist.

Janet thought that Brandon would be a gentleman and bathe her, but she was wrong. Accompanied by the sound of rain outside, another erotic scene happened in the bathroom.

With Janet's legs wrapped around his waist, Brandon pressed her against the glass door.

His lips trailed from her lips, to her neck, and down to her collarbone. As he moved downwards, Janet's desire was stirred once again.

Brandon leaned over and whispered seductively, "You're wet. Do you want me go in again?"