Chapter 26 Part 1 Oil and Self‑Control (18+)

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Chapter 26 Part 1 Oil and Self‑Control

Liam's hands were coated in rose massage oil as clear and glossy as molten wax, as if plated with a thin layer of amber. 

His palms pressed into the soft flesh of the mature woman's thighs, the plump meat gliding under his touch like flowing water. 

The transparent film of oil spread over her skin, and under the boy's kneading became more and more even. 

In the play of light and shadow, Grandma's legs looked richly contoured, full and gleaming, and under a light touch even seemed to jiggle like jelly. 

"Mm… Liam, where did you learn this? 

"Grandma feels really comfortable…" 

Serena buried her pretty face in the sofa cushions, eyes closed, quietly feeling the boy's hands roaming over her fleshy legs. 

Her breathing, which had been a little rushed from shyness, slowly calmed. 

Her thoughts emptied bit by bit under his gentle soothing. 

In the cold dawn light, their grandmother‑grandson interaction looked peaceful and harmonious. 

Serena even forgot that her fat pussy was still entirely exposed to his field of view, right up until his hands slid up along the line of her thighs and finally cupped her full buttocks. 

"Mm… huu…" 

Her steady breathing and the faint groan told Liam that Grandma was enjoying herself very much. 

Seeing her immersed in his massage, a wave of pride rose in his heart, and his hands worked even more earnestly. 

He picked up the oil bottle and squeezed a bit onto each of her cheeks, capped it and set it aside. 

Both palms covered the round, massive mounds, spreading the oil evenly. 

His fingers traced circles along the edges, and whenever he passed the cleft between her thighs where her pussy lay, he "unintentionally" scraped the dark, soft lips with his nail. 

The tender black petals trembled at the touch, shrinking slightly in reflex before relaxing again, a thin sticky thread of fluid seeping out as her hole gradually grew wetter. 

"Mm… Liam… Grandma feels so good… keep going… rub Grandma's butt more…" 

Face still buried, her voice came out low and hazy, her request muffled in the cushions. 

Straddling her, Liam was more than happy to hear Grandma ask things of him. 

The fact that this once‑overbearing grandmother now begged him to satisfy her made him feel greatly pleased. 

Normally she was the one taking care of him, arranging everything, always "above" him gentle on the outside but extremely strong inside. 

That had always made him feel like nothing but a child in her eyes, which frustrated a boy who longed to conquer her. 

Now their mental, age and experiential gap seemed to be closing, and things were finally changing. 

"Grandma… just relax and enjoy. 

"I'll definitely make you feel good." 

He pressed his palms into the center of her cheeks, fingers spreading, digging deep into the soft flesh. 

Because of the oil his hands slipped on the surface, so he used more strength, fingers sinking to the knuckles in the fat. 

Once he had a solid grip, he drew wide arcs, kneading her ass like a slow tai chi. 

Under his control, the two "mountains" swayed rhythmically. 

Her puckered rear hole and swollen pussy between them gaped and closed as the meat pulled taut and relaxed, a black abyss set in her white, soft backside jarringly obscene. 

"Grandma… why is your pussy getting wet?" 

He stopped the motion with a sly smile and slid a finger over the protruding lips, hooking up a glistening thread from the inner side. 

Strangely, the drop of juice clung to his fingertip and, when he moved it away, stretched into a long, shining strand between finger and lips. 

*Grandma's juices are this sticky? 

"If I went in, the resistance and wrapping from that slime… unthinkable…* 

Shocked, his inner fire flared even hotter. 

If he wasn't worried about making her angry, he would have already grabbed his swollen rod and plunged it straight into that dark hole. 

Though she knew he was teasing her, Serena still put on a show of anger and scolded: 

"It's all your fault. 

"As long as a woman feels good, she'll get wet down there… 

"Just keep rubbing, don't mind that…" 

Hearing this, the corner of his mouth curled. 

Time to go a step further, he thought as his hands slowly stilled at the root of her thighs. 

He spread his fingers. 

Four dug into the outer cheek while his thumb pressed deep into the crevice where her meaty mound met her thigh, pushing that seam even farther in and making the crowned mound jut out even more. 

His face was inches from her pussy, lips nearly brushing the plump lips. 

He couldn't help licking his dry lips and swallowing. 

"Grandma… you look beautiful down here… like a black butterfly flower…" 

The sudden compliment flushed Serena's cheeks. 

She brushed a strand of hair back and said softly: 

"Grandma's already so old down there's long turned into a wrecked hole. 

"Others your age see it and avoid it, and yet you call it pretty, you little rascal." 

Her words scolded him, but inside she felt as if she'd swallowed honey. 

The black pussy even her own husband had once despised was now praised by her grandson. 

Her heart bloomed. 

She knew how dark the flesh there was, how thick the hair grew, and even the heavy sour musk from her hole. 

At times even she despised herself for having such a wrecked cunt. 

Little did she know that to Liam, it was a priceless treasure. 

"That's not true at all. 

"Grandma's big black pussy is my favorite…" 

With that he sealed his mouth over the puffy lips, taking both protruding inner petals and the thick labia majora into his mouth. 

"Mm ohhh… Liam… hahh… what are you doing… 

"Grandma's dirty down there… ohhh… don't use your mouth… mm ohh…" 

When the warmth and wetness wrapped her most sensitive spot and he began sucking hard, the pleasure rolled her eyes back. 

"Stop… s‑stop that! Ohhh… Liam… mm hahh… you… you can't… can't do that to Grandma… ohhh ahhh…" 

One hand pushed weakly behind her, a token resistance to preserve the last shreds of dignity. 

Liam knew exactly what she was thinking and simply went along, not exposing her. 

He took all the sin of this incest on himself. 

He understood he couldn't yet treat her like a sow to be bred at will. 

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