Suddenly Jefferson felt a surge of lust run through his body, "Ms. Christine, may I come up?" He still didn't understand the situation.
Monica didn't say anything either, she straightened up and was about to straddle it when she hesitated.
It occurred to her that since she was recognized by Jefferson as Christine, it was probably a good thing to save both of them from feeling awkward in the future.
Casually picking up the towel from the floor that she had just used and pouring some water on it, Monica gently wiped a few handfuls of it on her pussy, her mind becoming a jumbled mess of nervousness, fear, and yet anticipation at the thought of having to say goodbye to her virginity soon.
Not wanting Jefferson to recognize her, Monica turned around, her ass facing Jefferson.
Her legs were spread and she half squatted down, one hand gently holding Jefferson's cock, one hand covering the area of her pubic mound, her index and middle fingers gently parting the two labia.
Monica had always been a little unsatisfied with this part of her body, her pubic mound was too prominent, her labia were also a little too thick, and her pubic hair was thick and dense, when she was in Knights School, she had once been overheard by a group of female classmates, and was really teased by them, according to their saying, a woman with this kind of characteristic was naturally lewd.
Since that time, she never showed her pussy in front of anyone, neither male nor female, and even in the summer, she never wore pants that were too thin, as they could easily be seen by others.
Monica gently closed her eyes as she sank to her haunches and sat up in one swift motion.
There wasn't the sharp pain that was expected, the pain did feel a little bit, but it wasn't too bad, instead it was held up by the huge cock.
Monica didn't dare to sit all the way down at once, she felt her legs go a little weak, in fact not just weak, they were shaking terribly.
A wave of indescribable pleasure spread from inside her cunt.
Suddenly Monica blushed with shame as she heard the entire cave echoing with her "mmmm ... mmmm ... ah ... mmmm". She heard her "mmmm mmmm ah mmmm" sounds echoing throughout the cave, all without her realizing it, and even more humiliating was the fact that she didn't have any control over it.
Just when she did not know what to do, suddenly she felt a hand pressed on her legs, another hand is holding her crotch, one of the fingers also gently tweaked her clitoris.
Monica let out an "ah..." as she felt her legs go completely limp and her ass was pressed down by the hand and she sat down at the bottom.
Jefferson's massive cock was swallowed almost whole, his glans pressed right up against the opening of Ms. Monica's cervix. At this moment, of course, he already knew that it was definitely not Miss Christine who was fucking him.
Except for Miss Monica, there was no third woman here, Jefferson gently squeezed the slim but firm thighs, which were definitely strong and powerful thighs only for knights, Michelle was like that, Linda was like that, and those three sisters were likewise like that.
But compared to the other female knights, Ms. Monica's skin was much softer and tender, so tender that it looked like it would trickle out of her if she pinched it.
Jefferson opened his eyes, and he saw that Miss Monica was sitting across his body and shrugging up and down, her two slim and slender legs were parted left and right, and the soft flesh on her buttocks and thighs was constantly shaking.
Ms. Monica's skin was very white, so white that it was somewhat transparent, so white that it was like gelatin.
Her ass was rather large, the succulent and sexy type, female knights' asses were all very firm, this was probably because they worked out a lot and thus had firm muscles.
Jefferson pinched it hard, and just like Linda and the others, the muscles underneath could be felt as hard as iron through the fat ass flesh. But compared to the others, Monica's buttocks are the most comfortable to squeeze, she has a lot of meat on her buttocks, the two pieces of flesh are soft, gently press on it is five fingerprints.
It was absolutely the most wonderful body, with the strength of a female knight and the softness of an ordinary woman, absolutely the perfect combination.
Jefferson was so intoxicated by Miss Monica's body that he didn't care much about the sensations of male-female sex.
Sex with Miss Monica was far less exciting than with Linda, the juicer.
Ms. Monica's vagina was tight, but only to the extent of Michelle and the Three Sisters, all of whom had such muscular contractions.
The folds inside Ms. Monica's vagina are not too many, unlike Michelle's heavy door that brushes the penis with a burst of relief, and not as much as Ms. Christine's, who has a lot of polyps inside her vagina, which is also very comfortable to pump, and Christine's is very watery, and that drenching of slutty fluids can definitely make a man flat out proud of himself.
But this kind of light, full of tender lovemaking makes Jefferson equally addicted, even more than with Linda, the kind of pure carnal pleasure.
The cave was filled with Monica's mesmerizing "mmmm ... mmmm" sounds, and unlike Christine, Ms. Monica wasn't trying to keep herself from making noise.
She is also feeling out the feeling, how comfortable as how to come, although at first a little raw, but also by Jefferson a hand pressure thighs, a hand on the buttocks, semi-forced to control the rhythm, but gradually she also found the knack, her legs are no longer as soft as just now, and gradually their own control of the rhythm.
With Jefferson's strength of course it was impossible to match her.
"Deeper ... deeper ... hmmm ... hmmm ... ohhhh ..." Monica's ebullient moans were peppered with commands from time to time, and to be honest even she couldn't have imagined it would turn out this way.
Turning her back, so no one can see, at this moment, Monica's face is full of indulgence, at the same time, her face is also red, her heart is an abnormal struggle, on the one hand, is the indulgence in lovemaking, on the other hand, is the shame and trepidation.
She thought to herself that maybe all those rumors were true, that women with prominent mounds and fat labia might actually be naturally lustful. The thought made her want to cry, but she couldn't.
"Ah ..." Monica screamed, her body clenched up all of a sudden, she was enjoying the pleasure of sex when suddenly a finger dug into her anus.
She reached out to grab it, but the stimulation, far more intense than the sex, sent her into a trance, and Monica's body went limp and she fell to her knees.
At the moment Jefferson let out an equal moan.
Just now it was just for fun, Miss Monica's back was turned to him, reminding him of the charming scene in his own attic, where his cousin and the woman who didn't know who she was were like this with their asses facing towards him, letting him use his middle finger to pump their anus.
I wonder what Ms. Monica's anal thrusts would feel like?
Just thinking about it, Jefferson did just that.
Now that he finally knew what it felt like, it also allowed him to discover a secret, a secret related to Ms. Monica ... She was the kind of stunning creature that was perfect for anal pumping, with arousal points inside her anus, and far more sensitive than any other arousal points.
The moment her anus was penetrated, her entire vagina contracted violently, not only contracting but also twisting up with a force that was nothing less than that of Ms. Linda's vaginal hoop lock.
If the lovemaking earlier had been a mere home-cooked meal, now it was a delicious feast.