Chapter 45: Yes..It’s A Transparent One
Chapter 45: 45: Yes..It’s A Transparent One
"Hehe... then why is your body thoroughly enjoying my divine weapon, Auntie~?"
"I-im..not, it’s because of the air..."
"Ohh...what’s the connection between the air and your actions today Auntie~"
"I-it’s hot, yes..that’s it. It’s hot right now.."
"Heh...You’re already behaving like a beast in heat, falling in love with it the very first time you lay eyes on it Auntie~"
"..." Pamela, couldn’t bring up any word anymore...what Owen drilled into her mind, a bullseye!
"Not to mention you’re savoring the sensation while staring directly at your devoted husband’s back~" Owen pressed on mercilessly.
He knew he only needed one final push to completely shatter her fragile, " Playing-To-Get-Barrier".
"...." Another heavy silence hung between them, only by the droning sound of the television broadcast.
"Then I’m going to take that silence as an absolute ’yes,’ Auntie~"
"I’m going to slide myself right inside your clothing now~" He waited enough; it was finally time to reap the rewards of his hard labor!
A pent-up housewife eager to explore and discover a new thing was always the sucker...making it hard to refuse such new discovered treasure trove.
Pamela was definitely the quickest of the MILFS who yielded and raised a white flag to him..
Granted, Morenne had also surrendered, but he had been forced to deploy far more pressure and extensive persuasion to secure a handjob from her...
She’s just bold to act like that...while Pamela was a shy type outside but pent up inside.
A typical MILF who loves...hard fucking behind her husband’s back.
Oh...what a life.
"J-just outside, okay? Only rub against me from the outside..." she finally conceded, shifting her weight.
She even used her own hands to stretch the waistband of her shorts toward her left thigh, creating a gap so Owen’s massive divine cock could slip inside!
The Wukong staff is about to reach the fruit!
’Holy hell!!! You’re actually widening your own clothes for me?! You really are a natural at this, Auntie!’ Owen didn’t hesitate for a single second, instantly shoving his substantial architecture through the loosened fabric...of her creation.
Fortunately, her casual loungewear was highly elastic, offering the perfect amount of flexibility.
"Don’t make a single sound, Auntie. Just focus on preparing our breakfast, okay? I’ll handle all the heavy lifting down here~" Owen began working the space between her ass.
His weapon was sliding along her lower back because its sheer length extended far beyond her waistline.
She already imagined that the thing could reach the deepest part of her being!
"O-okay, but d-don’t push things any further, or I’ll get genuinely upset..." she stammered, desperately trying to focus on the cutting board while her lower half thoroughly melted from the intense rubbing and the sticky precum that began to coat her ass, and her back.
"Of course, Auntie Pam. Your ass is absolutely incredible~" He could feel the remarkable plushness of her bust, almost as if her body were trying to swallow him whole.
Unfortunately for her ass, even though she tried her best to envelop the entire divine cock, it was a futile effort against such immense thickness.
Morenne even used both of her hands!
"Auntie... arch your body forward just a little bit. I’m about to cum!" Owen growled softly.
He brought his hands down onto the counter, intentionally making a loud, rhythmic chopping noise with a utensil to completely drown out his low voice.
"D-don’t... don’t release it inside my clothes..." she whispered in a panic, simultaneously arriving at her own absolute limit.
"Do you really want me to make a massive mess all over the kitchen tiles? You know your husband will easily smell it~" he countered smoothly, grasping her hips and squeezing them with immense force.
"N-no... but only outside, alright?" She quickly amended her stance, realizing the floor was far more risky!
At least if it remained within her clothing, she could eventually slip away to the bathroom and change her clothes.
"Well said, Auntie Pam... you really are spectacular!" Owen mused internally, entirely disregarding the oblivious pathetic fellow sitting just a few yards away, completely absorbed in his mundane broadcast while the two of them savored each other’s bodies.
Just a normal relationship between Nephew and Auntie.
’Ahh!! Another incredible release for today! Take every bit of this, my lovely busty MILF!’ Owen cheered silently as the heavy tide finally broke free.
Spurt... spurt... spurt...
Owen pressed himself firmly against her lower back, using his hands to compress her clothes against his spurting cock to prevent a single drop from cascading down prematurely.
Spurt!!
The thick, milky fluid completely saturated the interior of her shorts, soaking the fabric entirely until it began to overflow, trickling down toward her thighs.
Drip... drip... drip...
The dense, heavy fluid began to leak out.
"N-no... the cum is far too much... this is going to end b-adly." she whimpered, trying to finish plating the food while forcefully holding back her squirts.
Her entire lower half felt intensely hit from the sheer abundance of milky white cum.
It was the very first time she had ever witnessed such an immense quantity;
It easily rivaled a year’s worth of her husband’s underwhelming, transparent white... calling it cum is even a bad thing.
Yes..it’s a transparent one.
"Heh, even your busty figure can’t completely contain it all, Auntie Pam~" Owen observed with immense satisfaction, thrilled that she had accepted his mark without any real protest.
"H-how am I supposed to clean this up? I-it’s too much..." Pamela swallowed hard, a specific detail from Morenne’s gossip flashing through her mind.
Morenne had admitted that after handling him, she had eagerly consumed every single drop without letting anything go to waste.
Now, the opportunity for Pamela to experience that same forbidden indulgence was about to slip away.
"Clean it up right now, Auntie. Take it into your mouth and tidy me up, okay~?" Owen wasn’t about to waste any time;
He was going to secure his blowjob right here and now.
"Y-you know my husband is sitting right there..." she whispered, turning her head back.
Lingering hesitation was evident in her eyes, but her raspy voice and heavy, ragged breathing completely contradicted her shallow reluctance.