Conquering System: Harem With Infinite Rebirths - Chapter 482: Swallow

Chapter 482: Swallow

“Pfft! ~~” Seeing Harry grimacing in pain, Ivy couldn’t help but laugh. Her beautiful eyes curved up, her cherry lips parted, revealing flawless, neatly aligned white teeth. This smile was truly enchanting, pure yet seductive, charming and adorable, with an indescribable allure.

“Brother, why are you and my mom acting so weird today? Is there poison in the food? Why are you both suddenly having stomachaches? You two are really funny…” For some reason, this seemed to tickle Ivy’s funny bone, and the little girl couldn’t stop laughing.

Watching Ivy’s radiant smile, Harry couldn’t help but be mesmerized.

If only this little girl knew her mother was currently bent over under the table with an eggplant inserted in her ass, giving him a blowjob, he wondered if she’d still be laughing.

“Brother, why are you looking at me like that?” After laughing for a while, Ivy noticed Harry staring at her dazedly and immediately felt awkward. She pursed her lips, her face flushing red as she asked curiously.

Ivy’s adoptive parents had raised her in an extremely sheltered manner. While this kept her heart and body pure, it also made her overly naive.

At this age, girls were just beginning to understand love. Harry, being quite handsome and charming, had unknowingly stirred Ivy’s heart after their interactions.

Seeing Harry gaze at her so passionately, Ivy couldn’t help but feel shy, her face turning crimson, her little heart pounding wildly.

It was as if a small deer was thrashing around in her chest, making her tremble slightly with nervousness.

“H-how could there be poison… I-I’m just a little too hungry… hehe…” Harry forced an awkward laugh. Beneath the table, Margaret’s sucking grew more intense, her movements fiercer.

Perhaps sensing her daughter’s budding feelings for Harry and desperate to make him finish quickly so she could send this pervert away, Margaret worked extra hard on the blowjob.

This only made Harry more aroused. On the verge of climax, he couldn’t help but fantasize about embracing the beautiful girl before him, kissing her deeply…

Overcome with desire, Harry’s gaze grew increasingly infatuated as he stared at Ivy. Unable to restrain himself, he murmured, “Ivy, you’re so beautiful…”

“Brother, are you done eating? If you’re finished, I’ll clean up now…” Ivy shyly pursed her lips, standing up abruptly like a startled rabbit. She nervously picked up the bowls and chopsticks from the table.

“Huh?… Oh!… I-I’m done… Y-you can clean up…” Harry swallowed hard, his eyes glued to Ivy’s stunning face, unable to look away.

“T-then I’ll clean up.” Ivy obediently took the dishes, her face flushed with shyness as she hurried toward the kitchen.

“Ivy! ~~” Harry called out reluctantly, longing to pounce on her right then and there, to pull this enchanting girl into his arms and cherish her properly!

Ivy turned her head curiously, her silky hair swaying. Her flawless, fair face was tinged with a blush as she playfully stuck out her tongue at Harry before darting into the kitchen.

That glance back was utterly captivating, sending a shiver down Harry’s spine. Overwhelmed with pleasure, he groaned softly, then suddenly reached under the tablecloth and grabbed Margaret’s head. He thrust his hips violently, shoving his cock deep into Margaret’s throat as he released his cum in thick spurts, filling her mouth with his seed!

“Mmm!! G-Gag! ~~ Cough! ~~ Mmm! ~~ Ugh! ~~ Cough! ~~” Margaret choked, struggling to breathe as the thick cock blocked her airway. She gagged painfully, the viscous semen flooding her throat, leaving her weak and limp.

“Gulp! ~~” After emptying himself completely, Harry pulled his cock out of Margaret’s mouth with satisfaction, collapsing onto the sofa as he panted heavily, his eyes fixed on Ivy tidying up in the kitchen.

“Mmm! ~~” Margaret clutched her bulging cheeks, scrambling out from under the table in a panic. She reached for a tissue to spit out the cum in her mouth.

“Don’t you dare spit it out! Swallow it! If you spit it, I’ll make your daughter eat it!” Harry glared at Margaret’s disgusted expression and commanded viciously.

“Mmm! ~~” Margaret shot Harry a hateful glare but stopped herself from spitting out the thick, milky semen that had already dribbled onto her hand. She forced herself to swallow every last drop, then glared at Harry in humiliation. “Are you satisfied now?”

“Satisfied? Very satisfied! Mrs. Margaret, your performance today has pleased me greatly! Hehehehe…” Watching Margaret gulp down all his cum, Harry smirked wickedly, tucking his now-soft cock back into his pants.

“Will you leave now?” Margaret grabbed a few tissues to wipe the remaining semen from her lips, then asked coldly and impatiently.

“Mom, when did you come back? Did you get the medicine so quickly? Does your stomach feel better now?” Ivy, who had turned back to collect the bowls, looked at her mother who had suddenly appeared and asked in surprise.

“Hahaha… Auntie just took the medicine, so she must be feeling much better now, right?” Seeing Margaret’s face full of shame and embarrassment, unable to respond, Harry took over with a smug tone.

“Y… yes, much better…” Margaret naturally understood the hidden meaning in Harry’s words. His teasing made her even more ashamed and flustered, but she couldn’t show any abnormality in front of her daughter. She could only force an awkward smile and reply to Ivy.

“That’s good! Mom, you’ve worked hard. Sit and rest for a while, I’ll clean up!”

Ivy, obedient and sensible, took the initiative to tidy up the dishes. At this moment, she didn’t seem like the pampered daughter of a wealthy family but more like a well-behaved girl from a humble background.

Seeing Ivy’s sweet and sensible demeanor, Harry grew even fonder of her.

A girl like this—pure, pretty, lively, elegant, well-mannered, academically outstanding, and extremely obedient—was like the epitome of a refined young lady from ancient times.

If this were the olden days, Ivy would undoubtedly have been the perfect candidate to be sent to the imperial palace as a royal consort.

“Ivy, Auntie, it’s about time for me to leave. You two should catch up, and I won’t disturb you any longer.”

Seeing Margaret staring at him nervously again, Harry, now thoroughly satisfied, stood up with a smile and bid them farewell.

Once Harry left, Margaret slumped into her chair in a flustered daze, lightly pressing a hand to her chest before pulling the damp eggplant out of her vagina and tossing it into the trash.

When Ivy considerately brought her a glass of water, Margaret immediately said, “Ivy, your… your cousin used to be a troublemaker… Don’t be fooled by how nice he seems. In reality, he… he has terrible character. From now on, don’t interact with him or contact him, understand?”

Her mother’s sudden warning left Ivy stunned. Though she was reluctant, she nodded and said, “Got it, Mom. I really didn’t notice that about him. He seemed like a good person.”

“What does a child like you know? The real bad guys are the ones who seem the nicest!”

Margaret’s expression turned stern as she issued another harsh warning: “Mom would never harm you. This is for your own good. Don’t ever contact him again, and if he tries to reach out to you, you are absolutely not to meet him! Understood?”

“I understand, Mom…” Having been raised under strict discipline by her adoptive parents, Ivy had always been the obedient daughter, following every word from her birth parents and adoptive parents without question. This time was no different. Though she didn’t entirely agree with her mother’s warning, she still complied meekly.

Despite her outward obedience, Ivy, now in her rebellious teenage years, felt a surge of resentment and defiance toward her mother’s domineering attitude.

Her entire life had been dictated by her parents and adoptive parents—their preferences shaping her path without ever consulting her or giving her a choice.

Being given to Uncle’s family, making friends, choosing schools—everything had been decided for her without her input.

All of this had long fostered resistance in Ivy’s heart.

Now, as a teenage girl entering adolescence, the seeds of rebellion were quietly taking root…

Meanwhile, Margaret, who had just sternly criticized Harry and vehemently forbade her daughter from associating with him—as if she were fiercely guarding against this scoundrel—was actually replaying the thrilling, illicit scenes from earlier in her mind.

The intoxicating pleasure of her climax still lingered in her body, making her heart race uncontrollably.

The sensation of being forced into an affair, violated and humiliated by a strange man, had awakened something in Margaret—a woman who had long suppressed her desires, living like a widow, never experiencing such excitement before.

Like a cat that had tasted fish for the first time, she found herself craving more, unable to resist the addictive thrill.

The afterglow of her climax still pulsed within her. The shameful ecstasy of being degraded and ravished left Margaret intoxicated, torn between guilt and a secret yearning for Harry’s next appearance…

This internal conflict tormented her, driving her to the brink of madness…

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