Female Body Inspector, Part 1: The first inspection

As I have trouble writing new Goddamn Creep chapters, this is something I'm gonna be writing on the side. The chapter is more lengthy than my other stuff, and I have another one almost finished. I'm planning for this to be only a few chapters long, but I don't know exactly how many yet.

The clicking sounds of fingers fiercely pressing keys filled the messy bedroom. Though neither Hugh or his guest, Jason, heard them over the loud game blasting through their headphones. Both of them sat at the wooden desk in front of the room’s big, though covered, windows. Their laptops barely fit among piles of empty bags of chips, plastic bottles and other snacks they liked to eat during their gaming sessions.

“Watch out! There’s a spy right outside our spawn!” Hugh cried out, having been killed right after leaving his base.

“That guy again?” Jason sighed in frustration. “Just switch to Pyro and burn that motherfucker…”

The game was intense, and the boys leaned over their devices as if trying to enter the game like the screens were some sort of passage. And the shock on their faces was indescribable as someone took their headphones off from behind.

“What the hell, mom?” Hugh cried out, only taking a quick glance behind his back before looking back at his game.

“I’m sorry but it’s the only way to get your guys’ attention.” The woman explained, holding a headset in each hand. “And if you don’t want me to go back to getting it by turning off the internet, you better start listening when I call you.”

With a quick nod, Hugh was back to fully immersing himself in the game, save for the audio. But Jason awkwardly maneuvered his character while looking at his friend’s mother behind him. Playing with Hughie was always the primary reason for him coming over, but the eye candy that Patricia Willey provided was a nice touch for the young man’s horny gaze too.

The woman used to teach him and Hugh math in middle school, and she is why he did so poorly. Not because her teaching methods were bad, but because he’d be distracted by her beauty throughout the entire class. Mrs. Willey was a tall, hourglass shaped woman. Though her teacher-appropriate clothes rarely revealed her curves. Her face looked beautiful even without makeup, especially when she wore the big round glasses on her small nose. And whenever she tied her curly dark brown hair in a ponytail, Jason liked to imagine pulling them while fucking her from behind.

Not that she ever gave him any reason to think it could happen. Patricia had always been a well-respected woman, among fellow teachers and students alike. One could mistake her looks for a sign of agreeableness or kindness, but in truth she was a very strict and demanding person, both at work and at home.

“Jason, there’s a package for you at the front door.” She said when they gazes met.

“For me?” The boy asked in confusion. He hadn’t ordered anything, and even if he had the package would’ve arrived at his own house.

“Can’t you get it, mom? We’re kinda in the middle of something…” Hugh chimed in.

“The delivery man said he can only hand it to Jason himself.” She explained. “Now go and don’t keep him waiting.” She said to her son’s friend.

“And I want this mess gone when I come back!” She swatted Hugh’s unbothered head and pointed to the desk.

Opening the front door, Jason was met with an ominous dark figure of a very tall man. His head was hidden by a black cap and equally black aviator sunglasses. And despite the cloudy day outside, he could only barely see the outlines of his face.

“Jason Davis? Congratulations, you’re hired.” He said puzzlingly and reached out a heavy black suitcase with his shadowy hands.

The boy hesitated and only lightly grabbed the case, preventing the man from letting go of it. Only now could he see the letters “FBI” painted over the side. Did the Federal Bureau of Investigation really just hire me? He thought. He hadn’t even finished high school yet, and he was going to work for the government. He didn’t know if he should be excited or worried, as he hadn’t applied anywhere.

“It’s not the kind of FBI you’re thinking of, boy.” The mysterious man said and shoved the case in Jason’s arms suddenly. “Just take it! I don’t have much time… The E.U.A. is onto me.”

Having said that, the man looked left and right nervously and awkwardly ran off to the shadowy van parked at Mrs. Willey’s driveway.

“What if I…” Jason shouted after the man, but the car had long sped off into the distance before he could finish the question. “…don’t want it?”

So, the boy took the suitcase and brought it inside to the spacious living room. Placing it on top of the big dining table, he took a long look at it. The delivery guy didn’t seem very legitimate, so it could’ve been some sort of prank. At worst a bomb that would explode as soon as he lifted one of the sides of the case.

“What’s inside?” Mrs. Willey walked up from the connected open-space kitchen and joined Jason in inspecting the package with curiosity.

“I haven’t opened it yet…” He said.

“Well, go on then! It must be something important if it was delivered to you here.” The woman wasn’t as concerned about the situation as he was, so he listened to her and unlocked the suitcase.

First, Jason found a folded dark olive green bomber jacket and a matching baseball cap, similar in shape to the one the delivery man had worn. Both had the letters “FBI” printed in white on them, though only now did he notice that the letter “B” resembled female breasts in shape, and each of the bulges had a dot that looked like nipples. Putting the articles aside, Jason saw a pair of items, well secured in dark Styrofoam. One of them a black leather wallet with a golden badge and an ID inside.

“Female Body Inspector?” Jason quietly read the words inscribed on both the badge and the ID. The second of which contained his photo and personal information. “Is this a joke?”

“Oh my god!” Mrs. Willey grabbed Jason’s shoulder. “Congratulations! I’d never have thought I’d meet a Female Body Inspector, nonetheless at my own house!”

The woman pulled the puzzled boy in a brief but tight hug.

“Hughie, come over here!” She would usually shout those words when something bad had happened, but her voice was unusually cheerful.

“Yeah…?” The other boy emerged from his bedroom.

His question was met with silence, however. Jason waited for Mrs. Willey to continue speaking, but she instead looked at him expectingly. “Come on, tell him!”

“Oh, uh…” Jason looked down at the badge. “I guess, I’m a Female Body… Inspector?”

“Oh shit! Congrats dude!” Hugh was surprised to hear that, but just like his mother he seemed to take that information impressively well.

“Language, young man.” Mrs. Willey said sternly.

Ah… I didn’t get it at first, but they’re definitely playing a joke on me. Female Body Inspector? Ha-ha, very funny… He thought to himself, before deciding to play along.

“Thanks, bro. Though, what exactly am I supposed to do as this… Female Body Inspector?” Jason asked.

“Bruh, do you really need us to spell it out for you?” Hugh replied as if this job was the most obvious thing in the world. He walked up and checked the badge as well as the other item left in the suitcase. “What’s that?”

Jason picked up and carefully unzipped the leather pouch. In it, he found a tablet and a stylus. As soon as he opened the pouch, the device came up with a locked screen. Requiring a fingerprint, the boy pressed his thumb against the glass surface and a welcome message popped up.

Welcome, Jason Davis! You’ve been chosen as the Female Body Inspector!

You’re granted the authority to inspect any woman’s body in terms of her sexual skills. As long as the woman is 18 years old or older, you have the right to examine and grade her ability to sexually please you. Using this tablet, you can rate the subject’s skills as well as her appearance under her page in the Subjects app. Please note that all grades are transferred to our database and will be locked from editing until the next inspection.

Since the job of Female Body Inspector is completely voluntary, the pay will depend on the number of inspections done. You will be rewarded for each newly inspected subject and each of their skills and features. However, in order to encourage improvement, you will also be rewarded a small sum for every reinspection.

The uniform provided in the suitcase will make it less likely for others to question your actions, but you might be asked to show your badge on some occasions. It’s best if you always keep the wallet on you and do not lose it.

We advise you to get used to the interface and to your new position on your own, but if you have any questions, you can always navigate to the Help app on Home screen.

Jason read the letter with big eyes. He had deemed the prank weird back when he realized what the letters “FBI” stood for. But now he was completely flabbergasted with the lengths Hugh and his mother would go to to mess with him.

“It says I can inspect any woman’s body… and grade it?” He said out loud, trying to see the Willeys break into laughter. But neither of them laughed.

“Well, duh. That’s what Female Body Inspector does, dude. Did you hit your head or something?” Hugh replied, confusing his friend further.

“Don’t be mean. A position like this can be a lot to take in.” Mrs. Willey berated her son. “Not to mention that you’re the only one without a job now.”

Neither Jason nor Hugh actually looked forward to getting summer jobs after they’d graduate from high school. To Mrs. Willey’s dismay, they’d much rather spend every day sleeping in and playing video games.

“Okay, guys. You got me. Haha! I really believed it for a second…” Jason couldn’t pretend any longer and started walking back to Hugh’s bedroom.

“Wait, where are you going?” Both Hugh and his mother said almost in unison.

“I wanna play some more TF2…” The boy said in defeat, seeing as the mother and son duo was still playing the prank on him.

“You kidding me? You can finally fuck some bit-“ He was cut off by his mother’s slap to the back of his head. “Sorry, sorry! But seriously, you can have sex with any girl you like with this…” Hugh pointed to the golden badge in his hand.

“Though I don’t like the way Hugh phrased it, I agree that this is a huge opportunity for you to walk into adulthood and start earning some money. You’d be better off getting used to your job now, Jason. You might not have enough time to do so during the week.” Mrs. Willey said, referring to the fact that it was a Saturday in the last month of their senior year of high school.

“Well, okay! The job description said that I can inspect ANY woman, right?” Jason asked in annoyance, growing tired of the no longer funny joke.

“Yeah?” Hugh replied, though with uncertainty to where his friend was taking this.

“Great. Then I choose your mom!” Jason, convinced that this would finally make them reveal their prank, looked at Hugh and the tall woman on the other side of the table.

“Me?” Mrs. Willey got visibly embarrassed, and her cheeks turned to a rosy shade of red.

“Really, dude?” Hugh looked angry. “That’s totally weird, you know?”

For a moment, Jason and Hugh looked at each other in silence. Jason expected him to finally back out and admit playing with him, and Hugh wanted Jason to give up inspecting his mother. In all of this, Mrs. Willey didn’t say anything herself. Not at first, at least. Having made up her mind though, she straightened herself and started speaking.

“No, it’s not, Hugh. Jason has every right to choose me for inspection.” Mrs. Willey announced. “It’s just been a while since I was with a man…”

“What the hell, mom!? I don’t wanna know about that!” Hugh shouted.

“You’re an adult, Hugh, and sex is an important part of life. I’d like you to be more mature about it…” The woman said in a disappointed tone.

“Come on, Jason. You don’t need to inspect my mother!” The boy kept protesting.

“Sweetie, Jason is trying to do his job here. If that’s too much for you to take, then maybe you should go back to your room.” The strict woman said in a stern voice.

“You know what? It IS too much for me!” Hugh replied and stormed off to his bedroom.

Another moment of silence ensued. Anticipation grew in the young boy’s mind, as his countless fantasies of Mrs. Willey overflowed his thoughts. He watched the woman, who had just agreed to go through an inspection moments ago, stand mere feet away from him in clothes both elegant and comfortable at the same time. Her upper body was hidden behind a beige loose buttoned shirt. The garment showed not a hint of cleavage. Its long sleeves were rolled up to the woman’s elbows, and the shirt itself was tucked under a pair of smoothly ironed dark gray pants, that clung to her waist with the help of a black belt.

Mrs. Willey didn’t say anything. She simply stood in front of Jason, with her cheeks blushing and her eyes locked onto him in nervousness. “So, how do I begin the inspection?” The boy asked, breaking the suspense.

“Um. It’s up to you really.” The woman replied, giving him an awkward smile.

Asking her is no good it seems… Maybe the tablet will have some answers. Jason thought and picked up the pouch contained device. Just like before, the screen turned on instantly revealing a limited set of apps. Remembering the welcome message, he chose the one titled “Subjects” with a bust silhouette icon. The screen shifted to a simplistic interface of mostly empty spaces. There was a space titled “Favorite”, “Recent” and the topmost, the only non-empty, space titled “Ongoing”. The “Ongoing” space contained a single element with a frontal photo of Mrs. Willey’s face, labeled with her full name “Patricia Willey”. Pressing on the element moved him to the woman’s profile. The top of the page was filled with very personal information, like age, virginity, orientation, body count and home address. Jason wasn’t surprised to find that Patricia was 45 years old, not a virgin, heterosexual, or that she lived at the very address he was at right now. However, her body count was not what he had expected. Maybe if it were another woman the number of people she had had sex with wouldn’t make him raise his eyebrows. However, granted her dignified and strict attitude, Mrs. Willey didn’t strike Jason as the type of woman to had fucked 21 men.

The boy noticed an option to “show more” details about Mrs. Willey, but she was getting visibly impatient, so he scrolled down to the “Grades” section of her page. It was divided into two subsections “Body Parts” and “Sexual Skills”. He pressed on the former, and a list of female body parts slid out into view. “Face”, “Feet”, “Boobs” and many more options came up. Each of them looked to be slightly grayed out, probably due to neither of them having been graded before.

I’ve always wondered what Mrs. Willey’s tits looked like underneath all these clothes. Maybe I should start the inspection with them… He thought.

“Mrs. Willey.” He began speaking but found it hard to get the words out of his mouth.

“Yes?” She answered quickly, as nervous about the situation as the boy was himself.

“I’d like to inspect your… um… breasts.” He could feel his heart beating rapidly in his chest.

“Phew…” She sighed, as if in relief. “Right away, sweetie.”

As soon as the words escaped her mouth, she reached her hands up to the collar of her shirt. One by one, she opened the buttons, revealing an increasing amount of cleavage. When she was halfway done, Jason noticed the white lace bra underneath. And his excitement grew at a steady pace, as each button undone provided the most inappropriate view of his friend’s mother he had ever seen.

Finally, with the shirt fully unbuttoned, Mrs. Willey moved the hems apart, and in a smooth motion let it slide down her arms. And when the top was removed, Jason couldn’t look away from the woman’s enormous bust. An adorable compliment Patricia couldn’t help but smile at. But without further ado, she reached behind her back and expertly unclasped the only garment hiding her ample chest from the newly assigned Female Body Inspector’s gaze.

“Wow…” Jason said out loud in a mind blown tone. He had seen plenty of naked breasts online, though not nearly as many in person. Except for that one time at the swimming pool, when a girl’s bikini bra fell off, this was the only pair of tits he had ever seen up close. And he had to admit that Mrs. Willey didn’t disappoint. Though obviously a little saggy, her boobs had kept most of their firmness, despite their size. The two milky white mounds sported large reddish areolas with a round teat each. Oh, how perfect they would be to suck milk from. Jason envied his friend for having had the opportunity to do so 18 years ago.

“Is it okay if I touch them?” The boy asked, and Patricia’s flushed cheeks turned an even darker shade of red.

“Of course, sweetie. Thanks for asking…” She did her best not to appear embarrassed, but it couldn’t be hid.

And with that, Jason placed his hands on top of her exposed chest. At first slowly, he began to sink his fingers deeper and deeper into the soft flesh. And soon the feeling of Mrs. Willey’s warm milk dispensers sent shivers down his spine. Fully natural, they completely surrendered to the pressure his hands applied. He molded and morphed them between his digits, and whenever he squeezed harder, a moan would escape Mrs. Willey’s soft lips.

“Ow!” The woman yelped when Jason suddenly pinched her nipples.

Her reaction caused him to momentarily loosen the grip on her tits. Afraid that he had done something wrong, he looked up to her face, searching for signs of sadness or anger. However, not a second later, Patricia realized that he had halted the inspection because of her and gave him a reassuring smile, signaling that everything was fine.

“I’m sorry.” She said, embarrassed at her own reaction to his touch.

“I was afraid I hurt you.” Jason explained and laughed a little nervously.

“No, no, it’s not like that. My nipples are just very sensitive.” She said, doing her best to not look uneasy. “You don’t need to go easy on me, sweetie.”

Holy fucking shit. Mrs. Willey just gave me permission to pinch her nipples freely! Am I dreaming? He wondered and decided to use the privilege before she changed her mind.

Soft moans and groans of pleasure and pain filled the living room as Jason continued playing with the woman’s erect teats. Patricia Willey stood straight and endured the never-ending pinching, pulling and twisting of her nips. Before the inspection began, she had been worried that it would have been an unpleasant task. However, as minutes passed, she started craving more. After all, it had been years since the last time a man had touched her, and the passion and ferocity with which the young man was fondling her mammaries excited her beyond what she could imagine. Which is why she groaned in disappointment when the inspection of her boobs had ended.

She needed a while to collect herself from the surprisingly pleasant activity. And with reddened nipples, as well as the skin around it, still proudly exposed, she turned to the boy that had taken a step back from herself. “So… how’d I do?”

Slightly taken aback, Jason looked up from her tits to meet her gaze. “Oh, right. They’re amazing! Honestly, the best pair I’ve-“ He began but was suddenly cut off.

“No, dummy. You’re supposed to write that down in your tablet…” She instructed him, sounding like her usual teaching self.

It felt surreal to Jason. He remembered their roles being reversed only a few years ago. He would be the one assessed, and she would be the one grading his tests and homework. But now, with his new job as Female Body Inspector, he was the one giving grades.

He looked at the “Boobs” area of the “Body Parts” subsection of “Grades”. There was a field at the top dedicated for a grade, and an expandable field for additional notes. The choice for grades was limited and like in school he could choose between letters A, B, C, D and F, as well as intermediate options by adding pluses or minuses to the first four of those letters.

“Hmmm” Jason pondered, before writing.

Boobs: B+

Inspector’s notes:
Impressive pair of tits. Despite their big size and the subject’s age, they remain quite perky and firm in touch.

Confirm grade?

Jason pressed “YES”, and Mrs. Willey’s profile updated. The new grade was now highlighted right under her personal information.

“Can I see?”

“Yeah, sure.” He replied awkwardly and showed her the screen.

“Oh, my…” Mrs. Willey said, her breath taken away. “You really liked them, didn’t you?”

Her thick lips formed a smirk, and Jason could tell that she was rather proud of the score he had given her. True, he might not have had a lot of experience with tits, but Mrs. Willey’s definitely exceeded his imaginings.

“Oh, absolutely, Mrs. Willey.” Jason replied.

When he looked back at the tablet, he noticed a notification appear on top of the screen.

Patricia Willey’s Boobs graded!

Subject first inspection reward: $600

Body Part first inspection reward: $200

Jason grabbed his head in disbelief. Getting to play with Mrs. Willey’s boobs was reward enough but making money while doing so added to the insanity of the situation. Just to make sure, he pulled up his bank account on his phone. And sure enough, his previous status of $343 had turned to $1143 after a money transfer from Federal Bureau of Female Body Inspection. Holy shit, that’s a lot of money! At this rate, I could become a millionaire by inspecting 1249 more women! Though, it doesn’t sound as easy when I put it that way… He thought in excitement.

“I’m… flattered. But it’s time to wrap this inspection up. I need to make dinner.” Mrs. Willey said, breaking the silence.

“Wha-“ Jason looked up from his tablet, needing a moment to remember what had happened before he engrossed himself with Female Body Inspector economics. “But what if I don’t want to finish the inspection yet?” He asked unsurely.

Mrs. Willey was in the middle of picking up her discarded bra to cover her hanging tits. She looked back at her son’s friend with confusion.

Fondling the woman’s milkers had been a lot of fun, but it was just the beginning for Jason. His pants felt tight around his erection, and he wanted to make some of his other fantasies come to reality, now that he had the opportunity to.

“Well, w-what else would you like to inspect?” Mrs. Willey asked, hiding her exposed chest with her hands.

Jason looked her up and down and stopped at her waistline. Underneath classy dark gray pants, he could see the shape of her wide childbearing hips. They shielded the hole his friend, Hugh, had once slipped out of on both sides. But it wasn’t the only hole down there. On the other side, between two massive peach shaped mounds was another.

“Your …anus?”

Minutes later, Jason found himself in Mrs. Willey’s bedroom. Even though he had been to the house countless times at this point, he had never stepped into this particular part before. The first thing he noticed was the tidiness and the graceful style the woman kept the room in. But it was also noticeably more spacious than Hugh’s. However, a good chunk of that space was occupied by the queen sized bed.

And on top of that bed, Mrs. Willey, naked as the day she was born, was waiting on all fours for the inspection. Her wide ass was presented in all its glory to the boy’s stare. Massive buttcheeks with skin as pale as Jason’s face. He had never expected this day, or any other for that matter, to end up with him having his friend’s hot mother’s body at his disposal. But here he was, engaging in a very tense staring contest with Mrs. Willey’s rosebud, an opportunity he would never forgive himself if he didn’t use.

“I’m going to perform an internal inspection, is that okay Mrs. Willey?”

“Um, with wha-“ She asked while turning around, only to see Jason’s revealed raging boner.

With her jaw dropped and her eyes wide open, she stared at the member in silence. The sight had obviously worried her, though she remained on her hands and knees. “Jason, I… I’ve never had anything in my butt.” Her cheeks suddenly turned red. “Especially this big…”

Jason didn’t really know what to say to that. He was scared that the whole FBI thing was a prank after all, and he looked like a weirdo and a pervert for trying to fuck her ass. “But I suppose we can try…” Mrs. Willey put him at ease. “…just give me a second.”

The woman momentarily jumped off the bed, her tits bouncing joyfully. She put on a red bathrobe and exited the bedroom. Left alone, with his dick hanging in the open, Jason waited for less than a minute. And when she returned, she had a small container filled with whiteish gel. Handing it to Jason, Mrs. Willey discarded the robe on the ground and hopped back on the bed.

“Rub it on your, um, member…” She explained, red with embarrassment. “And please, be gentle.”

“O-Of course, Mrs. Willey!” Jason quickly perked up. “I’ll be as gentle as a gentleman!”

Having used the Vaseline, Jason walked up behind her naked body and reluctantly put his hand on her exposed hip. Using the other hand to guide his lubricated dick towards the anal entrance, he slowly pushed himself forward. “Mh!” Mrs. Willey moaned when the glans touched the hole. And the boy moved his dick in circular motion, spreading some of the warm jelly around.

“Are you ready, Mrs. Willey?” Jason was concerned, seeing how nervous and tense the woman looked. However, she didn’t find it in herself to speak or even look back at him. She simply nodded her head and grunted. “Mhm!”

So without further delay, Jason pushed himself inside. Or to be more precise, he tried pushing in. The asshole was very tight, denying entrance even when he used a little more ****. Though seeing as Mrs. Willey wasn’t protesting, he continued his attempts at penetration.

Using more and more strength and pulling her ass back with both hands, Jason noticed her breathing quicken. Her grunting was becoming louder, and her body shook like jelly on a wind.

“Ow, ow, ow!” She screamed in pain, when the tip of his dick slipped inside suddenly.

The sensation of having his dick hugged so tightly felt surprisingly pleasant for Jason. He instinctively wanted to push even further to feel the entirety of his dick squeezed like this. However, he held himself back, remembering that he had promised Mrs. Willey he’d be gentle.

“Are you okay?” He asked, keeping the tip of his dick in the warm cavity.

“I’m… I’m sorry!” Mrs. Willey sobbed. “It really hurts… It’s too UNGH much for me.”

As soon as he heard her distressed voice, Jason pulled out of her butthole with a quiet plop. Fuck! It felt so amazing! Too bad Mrs. Willey couldn’t take it…

Without putting his pants back on, Jason walked over to his tablet and pulled up Patricia Willey’s profile again. Navigating to the “Body Parts” section, he picked the “Anus” element.

Anus: F

Inspector’s notes:
The butthole is unfit for inspection with the use of a penis.

“It hurts me to do so, but unfortunately, I need to fail you, Mrs. Willey.” Jason announced and showed the confirmed grade to the woman, who was sitting naked and rubbing her butt while sobbing.

“I’m incredibly sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Davis…” She replied, unexpectedly referring to Jason by his surname. “I promise, I’ll do my best to prepare if you agree to a reinspection!”

Jason, dumbfounded, listened to the woman’s perfectly genuine promises. Her personality seemed to have shifted from self-assured authority to dependent and pleading for a second chance and at what. His best friend’s mother was begging him to let her prove the worth of her asshole again, as if she were asking to retake a test at school.

One thing he had to admit though. This new dynamic of power was exhilarating.

“Well, Mrs. Willey… If I see you put enough effort into righting this wrong, I’ll gladly put your anus to the test again. However, I don’t want to have to give you any more Fs.”

Like she had just been spared a horrible punishment, Mrs. Willey sighed out in relief. And with a cheerful expression, she crawled closer on the bed. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Her excitement caused her amazing tits to jump up and down. “I won’t disappoint you!”

Jason would’ve kept watching them had the tablet not caught his attention by chiming with a notification.

Patricia Willey’s Anus graded!

Body Part first inspection reward: $200

“Since you’re already here…” Mrs. Willey suddenly said, looking uneasy. “Perhaps, you could inspect some of my other goods?”

With a little bit of hesitation, she got on her back and spread her legs for Jason. Propping herself on her left hand, she slid the other one down her thin stomach and spread her hairy pussy with two fingers.

Jason looked at her nether regions with great interest. Whereas her butthole was shut tight, her cunt, easily spread open and glistening with fluids, looked way more inviting. “You don’t even need to use a condom. Today’s a safe day.”

“Holy shit… You don’t need to ask me twice!”

“Ah! Ahh! Mmh, just like that!” Jason looked down at the screaming woman he had been ramming in and out of for almost two minutes. The mix of Vaseline and her own juices made the penetration smooth and pleasant for his dick. And though her pussy wasn’t as tight as her asshole, it was equally as warm, and he could feel himself hitting against the cervix deep inside.

“God you’re so big! Fuck me harder, baby!” What made the intercourse even better was Mrs. Willey’s commitment. While he shoved his body into hers, creating an echo of clapping sounds inside the bedroom, she engaged in dirty talk. Her words, very unlike anything she’d ever say, invigorated him and made the boy feel like a man. And all the while, her brown eyes stared deep into his, connecting them not just physically but also on a spiritual level.

However, despite the words of encouragement, after a few minutes Jason’s tempo slowed down, and his panting became heavier. “Hehh, whew… Shit, I don’t know how much longer I can keep at it. Sorry…” He let her know, now sluggishly moving his dick inside of her.

“Hey, that’s totally okay, baby…” Mrs. Willey said in a soothing voice while she pushed herself up on the bed to cup Jason’s face with her hand. She pulled him out of her snatch, but to his surprise the fun wasn’t over.

The woman guided him down to where she had been moments ago and positioned herself above his throbbing dick. With her knees on the bed and her hands on his chest, she slowly lowered herself on the erection, once more engulfing it with her moist warm flesh. “Let me take care of you now~”

Her movements were void of any hesitation now. She rode him with vigor and sensuality he had never seen from women in porn. At first slowly, she soon picked up the pace to the silver lining between his and her own pleasure.

In contrast to Mrs. Willey’s dedication, Jason laid on the bed like a wooden log. He kept his hands on the woman’s thighs in inertness, and his open drooling mouth spoke no words. Of course, she picked up on his inaction as well as his absorption with her bouncing tits. “You like my tits? Come on, play with them… Play with them, baby!” She said, guiding his hands up to her globes.

Even though Jason took his sweet time examining her boobs earlier, feeling them in his hands again still felt very new. He was once more mesmerized, only this time with more than just the titties. His senses were washed with stimulation. The feeling of her warm womb, the sight of her beautiful face and breasts, the unending words of affection and the smell of sex floating in the air. It was pushing him over the edge. “Mrs. Willey… I’m getting close.” Jason whispered, having been at a loss of breath.

“Cum for me, baby! Fill me with your hot baby batter~” She shouted, moving even faster for the last few moments of the intercourse. And soon she felt the cock inside her quiver in announcement of the boy’s incoming orgasm. “Hnngh, oh yeah!” Jason grunted as his dick shot load after load of cum straight down her vagina, painting the womb white and coating his dick in a hot layer of his semen. Semen that spewed out from Mrs. Willey’s cunt and ran down her thighs when she pushed herself off his slimy penis.

Through squinted eyes, Jason watched her rub her pussy with her hand. Her fingers got covered with the white liquid too, and for a moment he thought she’d bring them up to her mouth. But when she was done, she instead got off the bed and reached for a box of tissues in one of her nightstands.

Mrs. Willey running the tissues from her knees up to her pussy was a show in its own for Jason. Laying on the bed blissfully, he admired his work being gracefully cleaned off the woman’s sweaty creamy skin.

And when there was no trace of his cum left on her legs, she passed him the box. “I’ll take the shower first. You should take one too…” She said, walking away, with her hips swaying from side to side and her peach-shaped buttcheeks flexing tantalizingly. And when she was about to leave the room, she stopped and turned around for the last time. “Don’t forget to leave a grade~”

Pussy: B

Inspector’s notes:
Hot, wet and insatiable! An almost perfect MILF pussy, that’s only held back by its untended bushiness.

Dirty Talk: A

Inspector’s notes:
Mouthy like a pornstar and caring like a mother. Patricia Willey can make you cum with words alone!

Like the fucking chapter... Thanks