Chapter 343 - 349

"Ahh, such a wonderfully soft mouth—just like three generations in a row. I suppose that truly makes me a man operating on a completely different level of existence," the old man cackled, withdrawing his shimmering, saliva-coated cock from her lips.

"Eheh... ah... please, more... I’m not even close to satisfied yet," Sylph panted lazily, flashing a pathetic peace sign with her fingers as she spread her legs wide like a frog, completely open to the room.

"Let’s switch places, young man. Let me taste her pussy next; I certainly can’t miss out on an opportunity like this," the old man groaned, stretching his stiff, arthritic back. Despite his frail appearance, he possessed an unnatural stamina.

"I don’t mind at all, grandfather. In fact, I’m more than happy to try out a nice tit-fucking session," Dren’s clone replied with an eager grin.

"You’ve got good taste, young man—keke, good for you! Hmm... wait a second, this pussy is already thoroughly loosened up. You boys have pounded her so much there’s barely any resistance left," the old man muttered, parting her wet folds before shoving his rigid member deep inside her core.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Ahh, still, it’s not half bad. I certainly won’t complain... hehe, at least I get to taste the soft clit of the third generation," he wheezed, completely losing track of his own convoluted timeline.

"Do go on with your pathetic lore, old man. What happened right after you screwed her during that fateful drinking session?" Quinn asked casually. He intended to take his turn with Sylph whenever the mood struck him, though watching the gentle, rhythmic strokes unfolding right now was entertaining enough.

"Ahh, right, so we just kept right on doing the deed... keke, while her poor husband was out working himself to death for a brighter future. At least, that’s what she foolishly believed, seeing as I was busy bedding his wife every single day."

"Wow, you really are an ancient piece of trash, aren’t you, old man?"

"Those were the wild old days... but at least I had the decency not to let her bear my bastard child. So anyway, after all that happened..."

"Oh? And what happened after that?"

"Well, they ended up relocating to another district entirely... and just like that, we lost contact. Our glorious fuck-buddy era came to an unceremonious end without a proper farewell pounding," the old man sighed, a look of genuine disappointment crossing his wrinkled face.

"I think I can already guess the next Chapter of your grand lore, old man."

"Well, I suppose it’s quite predictable, but let me finish my story properly. Right, little Sylph? Do you still want to hear how it all ends?"

"Yesh... I’m terribly curious to know the rest, grandfather..."

"Good girl. Many years drifted by, and I completely lost track of time... until eventually, they moved back. Nearly twenty years had flown past, and there I was—still the exact same old loser without fame or fortune, just getting rusty while spinning brilliant war stories from back when I was a young soldier..." He paused briefly to hoist both of Sylph’s thighs up, resting them heavily against his shoulders.

"And you know the best part? The grandmother of little Brian ended up living her absolute best life alongside another woman... her own daughter. She was brilliant, cheerful, and full of life..."

"The moment I caught wind that they had returned to town, I was overjoyed. I desperately wanted to barge right through their front door and remind them of the wild days we shared..."

"So they came back? And they brought along a beautiful daughter, you say?"

"Indeed, and that’s when things got interesting. They accepted my invitation for a welcome-back celebration. And naturally, it happened all over again—I fucked my once-glorious fuck-buddy right behind her husband’s back, riding her until I was fully satisfied."

"Wow, you really unloaded every last drop of your youth into that reunion."

"Yes... but it didn’t stop there, oh no. You see, her daughter accidentally caught us in the act. She was already twenty at the time, and by then, little Brian’s father was already in the picture."

"Hmm... keep going with this soap opera drama, as if you aren’t currently plowing the wife of your former fuck-buddy’s grandson right now."

"Haha, as you’ve probably already deduced, I ended up bedding her as well. We hooked up in strict secrecy. My cock was so large she became utterly addicted to it... right alongside her mother. Pretty neat arrangement, wouldn’t you say?"

"You practically hit the jackpot, old man—fucking two voluptuous MILFs simultaneously."

"You bet I did, son. That was the undisputed golden era of my life. So yes, history simply loves to repeat itself." The old man let out a nostalgic sigh of satisfaction.

"And here we find ourselves right back in the present moment. I might look like a decrepit old bag of bones now... but never in my wildest, most fevered dreams did I imagine I’d be sharing little Sylph right here and now." With a final guttural grunt, the old man slammed his hips forward, flooding her soaked cunt with a thick, warm wave of seed.

"Ngn... ahnn... ahnn... I honestly don’t know anymore... ahh, I’ve completely lost count of how many times I’ve squirted tonight..."

"Well, it looks like you’re quite the insatiable little sucker. But enough of this lore, let me finish my tit-job as well! Hehe, I can’t fondle such magnificent breasts without getting a good, tight squeeze!" Dren’s clone picked up his tempo, pumping his hips faster while aggressively twisting her hard nipples.

"Ngn... ahnn... ahnn... brother-in-law, don’t you dare stop... I love it when you use me like your personal plaything... ahnn, ahnn... and grandfather, please, don’t stop either!"

"Let’s go, then! I’m not stopping for a single second!"

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

Both men climaxed simultaneously, coating her swollen womb and her heavily abused chest in a fresh, messy torrent of white fluid.

"Ahh, the smell of all this cum... I don’t even know what to do with myself anymore..." Sylph whimpered in a daze.

"The real session has only just begun, Sylph. Let’s keep this grand feast rolling!" Quinn declared, stepping forward as it was finally his turn to claim her.