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Chapter 24 Part 1 Grace Drugged and Taken
Inside the second‑floor box
Liam pulled Grace into the "empty" private room and, as soon as they entered, flung her onto the bed.
He noticed the chandelier was already on, but at first he paid it no mind, assuming some staffer had forgotten to switch it off.
Then a faint tang of sex in the air made him frown.
Puzzled, he scanned the room, but nothing seemed out of place.
Scratching his head, he decided not to dwell on it.
Under the bed, though, Mrs. Wang clamped a hand tightly over her daughter's mouth, sweat dripping down her face, even their breathing slowed to a whisper.
"Young master, what are you still hesitating for?
"Can't you see my little slutty hole is already soaking wet…"
The rustle of fabric reached Liam's ears.
Grace's gown straps slid off her arms; she pulled the silk skirt down along her thighs and tossed it playfully onto the carpet with a soft "thump," revealing her bare, pale calves, skin glowing in the sliver of light from the door crack.
Her breathing grew quicker and heavier, chest heaving, those full mounds bouncing with every gasp.
She crawled toward the window, grabbing his wrist and pressing his hand into her bra, her voice so sticky it could be drawn into threads.
"Young master, touch me…
"Touch my tits… lower… hah… yes, there… ahhh…"
He hadn't expected such a contrast.
The woman who had first appeared so cold and proud was now this wanton creature?
Was she truly just a slave to his cock?
He sneered silently.
Even with his experience, this was a lot to take.
His calm earlier had been an act, a way to keep her from gaining the upper hand, but confronted with such brazen lust he could feel his heart speed up and warmth creeping into his cheeks.
Guided by her hands, he cupped her breasts.
They weren't large; compared to Grandma Serena and Grandma Annie's massive tits, they were easily held.
His fingers kneaded, soft flesh slipping and reshaping under his touch, flat one moment, bulging the next.
Her soft moans stirred his desire.
Yet his body felt no different from usual.
So the pill really does nothing?
The doubt flickered and vanished his focus now was to enjoy the mature woman in front of him.
He lifted his gaze to her young, pretty face, flushed and hazy, eyes brimming with seduction.
The atmosphere between them thickened.
"Grace, since you're in such a hurry, let's skip the foreplay.
"I've missed this fat ass of yours a little anyway."
He withdrew his hand from her chest and fixed his eyes on her enormous butt.
He'd always preferred older women, but Grace wasn't quite at the level of his two grandmas.
Her breasts weren't huge, her belly flat none of the mature traits that especially thrilled him.
Her thin lips reminded him of Serena's scorching mouth; compared to that, he felt no particular urge to have this woman service him with her tongue.
Her ass, however, was another story.
That huge, out‑of‑place rear on a comparatively slim young matron thrilled him.
He decided to skip her upper body entirely and simply enjoy pounding that big slutty rump.
"Come on.
"Lie down and stick your ass up.
"Higher… that's it, higher… alright, now use your hands to spread your pussy open.
"The cock you've been craving is coming in…"
Grace rolled over and lay flat on the soft mattress, her upper body sinking into it.
The red velvet sheets wrapped her white body like a sumptuous gift waiting to be opened.
Obediently, she raised her knees, kneeling on the bed and lifting her oversized hips like an exhibit, waiting for his inspection.
Spread, her flesh‑colored cheeks looked like two perfect full moons round, smooth, flawless.
The more he looked, the more he liked them.
Unlike his grandmothers' thoroughly seasoned, lewd asses, hers still carried the lightness and energy of a younger woman.
It was a refreshing change.
She pressed her arms together under her chest, forearms angled so her hand could reach between her legs.
Her fingers slid to the bushy mound between her thighs.
She peeled her lips apart; soft pink flesh spilled outward, strings of juice stretching and falling.
Her pussy wasn't particularly special plain compared with Wendy's bun‑shaped slit or Jenna Qian's butterfly lips.
It was the most "standard" young matron's cunt, not the type that ignited frantic lust at a glance.
The stranger the shape, the more lewd it tended to look, and the more it aroused.
Grace's was simply average, so he stopped looking and focused instead on the collision to come.
"Young master, hurry and put it in~~ my slutty hole is going to itch to death…"
She almost whimpered, pitiful and needy.
Feeling his own control slipping, he didn't delay.
Lining his thick head up with her entrance, he pushed in to the hilt.
Schlup.
"Eeek!… ohhh… young master, your cock's so big… it's… it's splitting me open… ohhh… I'm stuffed full… hahh…"
As he entered, her eyes rolled back.
When his tip slammed into her cervix, her mouth opened, tongue peeking out, her expression more sow than lady.
She couldn't stop babbling filthy praise, her "oh oh ohs" smearing the air.
"Fuck me harder… ohhh… young master… don't stop… hahh… fuck this slutty sow to death… ahh ahh ohhh… I'm dying… I'm dying… eeeeh…"
Under the bed
"Mom, isn't that Auntie Qi?
"What's she doing?
"Why is she making such weird noises?"
Yvonne Zhou pried her fingers under her mother's palm and whispered.
Mrs. Wang was stunned as well.
As Grace's close friend, she knew how Victor had neglected her, but she'd never thought her friend would cheat.
Outwardly, Grace's image had always been that of a virtuous wife and loving mother.
Her husband might be trash, but she seemed to honor her role, cold and proud perhaps, but worthy of respect.
Today's scene shattered that illusion.
Even the icy Grace had become another man's groveling sex slave and not just any man, but a teenager.
An older cow grazing on tender grass, offering herself as a toy to a boy that kind of reversal left Mrs. Wang's mind spinning.
Yet she couldn't help wondering just how big this boy's cock must be to make Grace so willingly submit.
Ignoring her daughter's question, she inched her head forward to peek.
Her eyes locked on the shaft as thick as a baby's arm.
Her pupils shrank; she froze, then flushed scarlet.
Only when Yvonne tugged at her sleeve did she jerk back under the bed before they were discovered.
"Mom, what were they doing?
"What did you see?"
Yvonne's questions came in a rush, but her mother just muttered "Children shouldn't meddle in grown‑ups' business" and brushed her off, leaving the girl pouting in the middle, quietly resentful.
The longer Yvonne listened, the stranger it felt.
*Why does that man's voice sound so familiar?
"Have I heard it somewhere?*
Her curiosity about the scene above only grew.
On the bed
"Young master… you're going to break my ass with that fucking… ohhh… you're hitting my womb… hahhh… I… I think I'm going to cum… ohhh…"
He didn't piston quickly.
Instead, he made long, slow strokes pulling out until only the head stayed locked in her entrance, then driving in again along the slick tunnel until the egg‑sized tip slammed into her cervix with a dull thud, rolling her eyes each time.
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