Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 896

Outside the car window, as the sun lowered, the twilight seemed to dye the sky as red as blood.

Maybe because it was in the car, all of Janet's senses seemed heightened. She held the man's thick cock and tried to guide it inside her. However, Brandon was far more well-endowed than most. In addition, the angle was wrong for the way she was sitting on him.

"Why isn't this working?" Janet began fidgeting. Beginning to sweat, Brandon grasped hold of Janet's waist with both hands and slid inside her inch by inch.

"Ah! It's... It's so big..." She raised her head. His engorged member was fully inside her now, and the feeling of being filled by him made Janet feel like she could practically burst.

As Brandon took Janet in his arms, she groaned in ecstasy, "Hmm..."

Just as the two of them were reaching the heights of ecstasy, Janet suddenly gasped in horror, "Oh, no, we forgot condoms!"

"There have been several times we didn't use condoms, right?" Brandon patted Janet on her smooth ass and said, "God, you're so tight."

They hadn't had protection many of the times they'd had sex. Brandon didn't understand why she was so upset about it this time.

He stroked Janet's flat stomach and began to thrust more vigorously inside her.

Janet straightened herself and put her hands on his strong waist. Then she twisted her own waist, which was a bit of a struggle. Brandon's body was beautifully built, and if there had been any women outside the car, it would've caused them to blush.

However, Brandon was hers. She wouldn't ever let anyone else steal him away.

"Oh, it's so tight." Brandon took a deep breath, trembling with satisfaction. He lay back. From his perspective, all he could see were Janet's plump breasts heaving, her nipples standing to attention. He grasped hold of her soft breasts. She felt amazing. Janet was twisting her soft, smooth waist in passion. He was still so attracted to her that even the slightest movement such as this could arouse him.

Janet remembered how Jocelyn used to secretly read erotic comic books at home. In those comics, whenever a woman had sex with a man, she'd always twist her waist up and down, or in circles. This would always excite the man endlessly.