Chapter 270 - 269: Four Way

Chapter 270: Chapter 269: Four Way

’Argh... it tickles... shit... ahh, I never expected that a four-way blowjob would be this good! Added to the ball massage, the pussy sucking, and the double-fingering... damn, I can’t think straight.’ Owen felt like he was living in paradise at the moment... well, he really was... but damn, it was just too good! He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh as the four women continued to give him everything they had.

"Ngh!! Ahn... ahn, yes... deeper... ahn. Lick my pussy deeper and faster, Wen!" Arielle shouted with delight, making no effort to hold back her voice. Of course, they all knew the underlying meaning behind her outburst.

Arielle had managed to claim an exclusive spot for herself—one that could not be shared with the others.

Though the rest weren’t worried; they could still kiss him, lick his body, suck his divine length, demand a hard pounding session, and enjoy countless other acts. Exclusive access to a mouth on her core was certainly nice, but it wasn’t as though they were starving for that specific privilege alone.

It was a silent agreement among the women. They were simple creatures whenever their core standard was met.

A massive length—big enough to completely satisfy their endless libido, and capable of going all out for days on end without stopping. Yes, they were remarkably simple whenever those specific criteria were fulfilled.

If those needs were left unmet... well, good luck. They could easily turn into absolute nightmares. Fortunately for them, Owen was the sole cure for their insatiable hunger.

"*Slurp... slurp... slurp...* You’re really hot, Mom. Your core is practically overflowing with your sweet nectar..." Owen spoke, enjoying every second of his ideal lifestyle.

"Ahn... ah... don’t say that... ahn... I can’t help it... you make me so wet..." She willingly allowed Stella to take the head of his shaft into her mouth, gulping down his precum.

Calling his length a natural spring of seed was no exaggeration; it seemed as though it would never run dry. It pumped day and night without fail, even after the massive marathon they had engaged in the previous night.

They still found it almost impossible to believe, completely shocked by his boundless stamina.

"*Slurp... slurp...* Ahn... ahn, yes... play with my pussy too... ahn." Morenne spread her knees wide and lowered her stance slightly. Owen was casually teasing her entrance using his toe, and he was remarkably skilled at it.

She could feel a fresh surge of warmth every time his big toe parted her folds while his other toes worked her slowly and deliberately.

*Ahn... ahn... I love this so much... ah... ahn, yes, please make a complete mess out of me...* Morenne desperately wanted to show her husband that she had already submitted entirely to Owen.

There was no point in sugarcoating the truth; that man would never be able to satisfy her ever again. Perhaps he could serve as a decent father figure somewhere down the line, but that was where his role ended.

*I will ask Owen to take me right in front of him... Yes, that will be my final farewell gift to him,* she noted mentally. It was time for her to completely let go. That man would never hold the primary place in her heart again.

"*Slurp... slurp...* Ahn... ahn... yes... let me coat it with my saliva..." Pamela opened her mouth wide, letting a thick strand of saliva drip directly onto the head before it slicked down the shaft.

"Ahn... this is such a delicious mess, let me lick the rest of the shaft." Stella seized the opportunity to lap up the moisture that spilled from Pamela’s lips.

"Ahn... ahn... ahn... yes, please mess with my slutty pussy more... ahn... ahn. I don’t care about my husband anymore... ahn." Pamela only cared about a massive length now. She was even contemplating inviting her own daughter to join them for a double mother-and-daughter session.

It wasn’t a bad proposition at all. Her daughter liked Owen, and the two were childhood friends. Unfortunately, her daughter already had a fiancé who was planning a visit soon.

However, Pamela couldn’t care less. If she herself was happily servicing Owen while being a married woman, her unmarried daughter certainly had no excuse.

*Yes... I won’t force her, but I’m certain her fiancé is nothing more than a frail twig. Only Wen is this impressive... no one else compares, and he is so skilled that I can’t bring myself to stop.* She wanted to present Owen with the unique pairing of an experienced woman and a soon-to-be bride. Perhaps tomorrow she would put that plan into motion.

"Ahn... ahn, yes, just like that... ahn... let me take the shaft first. I know exactly what you two are thinking..." Stella easily read the minds of the other two.

Well, all three, really—though Arielle’s situation could be brushed aside. It wasn’t a significant issue that her husband was returning home soon; whether that man existed or not made no real difference. If anything, he might have brought back a substantial amount of money that could be used for Owen’s future children.

As for the other two, their thoughts ran much deeper. Stella felt free to do whatever she pleased because she was a widow. That total freedom made her the most flexible card among the four of them.

"Haha... *slurp...* Okay... I’ll let you take the first turn at the blowjob..." Pamela nodded in agreement, shifting her position lower toward his base while Arielle remained positioned near the root.

"Ahn... ahn... thank you... ehe... you’re a blessing." Stella opened her mouth wide and took the head deep into her throat. Her eyes rolled back slightly as her cheeks hollowed out from the suction. She then allowed the other two to pinch her sensitive nipples to heighten the sensation.

*Guck... guck... guck...*

"Yes... ahn... ahn, give me more... ahn, I want even more... *guck... guck...*" The wet, greedy sounds of her throat echoed clearly, filling the tranquil, hidden spot with relentless, noisy moans.

The squelching sound of slick flesh being teased by fingers blended together with the heavy suction of the deep blowjob.

He took in every single sensation, completely devoid of any complaints about his current life. Everything about it was absolute perfection.