All MILFs are Mine

Chapter 328 328: Let show you how it's done



One hour later…

The lewd, wet sounds of raw, animalistic fucking echoed through the dungeon room like a filthy music track.

Selene was down on all fours on the cold floor like a bitch in heat, her massive milky tits swinging wildly beneath her as Leon’s thick, veiny cock pounded her sloppy pussy from behind without the slightest hint of mercy or pause.

*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP—!!*

His hips slammed against her fat ass with brutal force, balls slapping loudly against her swollen clit with every savage thrust. Her pussy juices were flying everywhere, coating his shaft and dripping down her trembling thighs in messy strings.

Meanwhile, Leon’s back was pressed against the edge of the bed, his head tilted all the way back, resting horizontally on the soft mattress. Elaine was shamelessly sitting on his face, grinding her dripping, mature milf pussy hard against his mouth and tongue.

*Lick—Slurp—Lick—Lick—Sluuurp!*

His tongue worked furiously, lapping and sucking on her swollen clit and slick folds while both his hands kneaded and spread her plump ass cheeks wide open, slapping them in between.

*SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP*

“Anhhhhh~ Aaaahhhhhhhhh~ Yesss~! Lick Mommy’s pussy, Leo~! It feels so good~! Keep eating your mommy’s slutty cunt and clit like that, don’t you stop~!” Elaine moaned loudly, her voice dripping with depraved pleasure as she rolled her hips, smothering her son’s face with her wet pussy.

*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP—!!*

“Annnh~! Anhhh~! Anhhhhh~! Oh my fucking godddd… You’re going to break my fucking pussy~! Anhhh~! Anhhhh~! It’s too deep—!!” Selene cried out like a broken whore, her body instinctively trying to crawl forward to escape the relentless pounding.

But Leon wasn’t having any of it.

He instantly released Elaine’s ass, reached forward, and grabbed Selene’s waist with both hands in a iron grip. With a powerful yank, he slammed her dripping cunt back onto his cock, forcing every inch back inside her until his balls slapped against her ass cheeks again.

“No running away, you greedy slut!” he growled, voice muffled against his mother’s pussy.

“Omhf fumcnk… I amnm cugminmmg!!” Leon mumbled incoherently, his words vibrating straight into Elaine’s clit as his lips and tongue were smothered by her dripping folds.

His thrusting suddenly became even more savage. The speed and power increased brutally as he started jackhammering Selene’s cunt like a machine.

*CLAP-CLAP-CLAP—CLAP—CLAP—CLAP!!*

Selene’s pussy tightened like a vice around his thick cock, her womb mouth opening up greedily, practically begging for his seed as her walls fluttered and sucked him deeper.

And then—

*SCHLORP—!*

Leon’s cock bulged violently inside her as he sank his teeth into Elaine’s swollen pussy lips at the exact same moment, activating his skill on instinct.

<Lust Bite>

“ANHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I’M CUMMMMMMMING!!”

Both mother and daughter screamed at the same time, their faces twisting into identical, brain-melted ahegao expressions—eyes rolled back, tongues hanging out, drool spilling from their mouths as pure ecstasy destroyed their minds.

Their pussies exploded simultaneously like broken faucets.

*SQUIRRRRTTTTTTTTT—!!!*

*SQUIRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT—!!!*

Elaine’s mature cunt gushed violently all over Leon’s face, flooding his mouth and nose with her hot, sticky squirt while Selene’s younger pussy clamped down like a milking machine, spraying a powerful fountain of cum around his pistoning cock. The messy liquid splattered everywhere, on the floor, on his balls, and down her shaking legs.

Leon emptied his balls deep inside her womb as he released thick threads of cum, filling her pussy to the brim.

*THUD-THUD*

Selene and Elaine both immediately went unconscious after cumming so hard.

“Haah… Well, that was refreshing.” Leon spoke with a smile as he wiped off Elaine’s cum from his face.

He pulled his cock out of Selene’s pussy and noticed his thick white cum gushing out like a waterfall with no stops.

“Okay… I need a cleaning job.” Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he immediately picked up unconscious Selene from the ground and placed her on the bed, right next to Elaine.

He then grabbed his dick and rammed it inside Selene’s mouth.

“Even though unconscious… Your mouth pussy can still give me a good enough cleaning job.” Leon spoke with a smile as he pulled his dick out of her mouth and noticed that it was clean once again.

‘Hmm… I was thinking of fucking Elaine as well, but I guess she had a really hard orgasm from the-‘ Before his thoughts could’ve completed, Elis appeared in front of him.

*Swish*

“Master.”

Elis dropped to one knee the moment Leon’s gaze fell on her, her head bowed, expression perfectly neutral.

“Hmm?” Leon raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”

“Madam Fruela has finished her preparations. She asked me to inform you.”

“Ah.” Something shifted in his eyes. “Right. That.”

He dressed without another word, then snapped his fingers.

His figure vanished from the first floor.

8th Floor…

Leon re-appeared in silence.

The room smelled of iron and sweat. At its center, bound to a crude chair carved from stone slabs, sat a man in his thirties — blonde hair matted with dried blood, a handful of ugly scars crossing his face. His build was solid, the kind that came from years of actual work, not decoration.

This guy was none other than the guy that Dusk had kidnapped from the party.

Fruela stood a few feet away, an iron rod hanging loosely from her fingers. She turned at the sound of Leon’s arrival, and something close to frustration crossed her face.

“Master.” She let the rod drop with a heavy clang against the stone floor. “He won’t talk. I’ve beaten him, cut him, threatened him — nothing. Not a single word.”

“Just kill me.” The guard’s voice was low and steady, his eyes fixed on Leon without so much as a flinch. “You won’t get anything out of me. I am loyal to my employer.”

Leon said nothing. He tilted his head slightly, studying the man.

<Inspect>

[Name: Alren Drok]

[Class: Swordsman]

[Race: Human]

[Level: ??]

[MP: ??]

[HP??]

[Description: Alren Drok is a guard in the Royal Castle and he is not loyal to the king.]

‘Huh… Inspect really becomes useless when I am at level one huh ?’ Leon thought with a neutral expression.

“You didn’t torture him?” Leon asked as he turned to look at Freula.

Fruela blinked. “I — I did, Master. The iron rod, like I said. Then I used my blade to open cuts along his face, and I—”

“She even threw in some death threats.” The guard let out a short, contemptuous laugh, leaning back against his restraints like he was bored. “Quite the performance. Wasted both our time. Just kill me and get it over with.”

“You…” The purple blades materialized in Fruela’s hands before she’d finished the thought. “I will kill you-“

“Fruela.” Leon spoke in a low voice.

She stopped immediately.

“So.” He clasped his hands behind his back, the faintest smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “An iron rod. A few cuts. Some threats.” He let the words sit for a moment. “That’s all?”

“…Yes, Master.” Fruela hesitated, the blades disappearing from her hands as confusion replaced her anger.

Leon rolled up his sleeves slowly, one after the other.

‘They don’t know about fourth-degree torture,’ he thought, the smile widening just a fraction. ‘And unlike back on earth, I am not bound by their precious human rights laws. Hehehe.’

“Step back, Fruela.” His voice was almost gentle. “Let me show you how to extract information.”


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