Chapter 133 - 132: I love to hear

Chapter 133: Chapter 132: I love to hear

The bossy woman had been completely transformed into a helpless, squirting MILF in a matter of mere seconds after Owen shared his divine gospels with her.

"Ahnn... ahnn, I’ve completely lost all my strength..." she whimpered softly, attempting to move her lower body, but her trembling legs refused to respond to her brain’s desperate calls.

Pah!

"That is completely normal, my faithful devotee. Don’t worry about a thing and simply enjoy the overwhelming feeling of your divine baptism," Owen replied, slapping her bare ass cheek. His monstrous cock was already craving so much more, and it was officially time for him to switch up their position for maximum impact.

"Ahnn... what are you doing now, savior...?"

"This is a much better position for a deep, relentless pounding, my devotee. Wrap your soft arms tightly around my nape... I will handle all the physical work from here on out." Owen easily lifted her mature body off the cold floor, raising her ass cheeks high into the air while rubbing the broad, bulging head of his cock directly against her wet entrance.

"Nghn... ahnn, if you say so... please guide me to ultimate greatness, Savior!" Some of the thick semen from his earlier release began raining down from her overfilled entrance onto the floor; her tight womb simply couldn’t contain the massive load he had pumped into her.

"So you really prefer this wild position, my devotee? Who would have ever thought that a dignified, bossy woman like you was such an uninhibited slut deep down...?" Owen leaned down to lick her erect pink areola. It was tough luck that he hadn’t yet discovered another MILF capable of producing sweet milk besides Arielle.

Though I’m certainly not going to complain... in the near future, I’ll be swimming in endless streams of heavenly milk, Owen mused internally, already imagining himself completely submerged and surrounded by countless soft tits like a defeated soldier finding a literal paradise.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

Owen didn’t hesitate for another second, driving his entire cock straight back inside her yielding body.

"Nghn! Ahn, savior... it feels so insanely good! Ahnn! My husband could never... ahnn... eutt! Eutt! Eutt!" This new, suspended lifting position acted like a heavy sledgehammer striking directly against her delicate cervix.

"Tell me! Finish what you were about to say and declare to the whole world just how much you truly desire a massive, powerful cock!" Her pussy was clasping around his shaft with extreme force, clamping down so tightly that he actually had to put extra muscle into shoving his length all the way in.

Her internal walls were slowly being remolded by his size, and it was only a matter of time before her body was permanently claimed for his exclusive personal use.

"Nghn... ahh, my pathetic husband can’t even lift me like this, savior! I want this so badly... ahhn, I love being lifted up and destroyed like this... ahn! Please fuck me even harder!" The overwhelming physical stimulation she felt spiked to its absolute maximum limit as his warm tongue swirled aggressively around her sensitive nipples.

"You really are a shameless slut to admit that out loud! Now, scream it out for everyone to hear—scream that you are my slut, and that only the savior is allowed to use your pussy from now on!"

All the other MILFs standing around observing the carnal display couldn’t fathom the intensity of what they were witnessing. Yet, one thing was absolutely certain: every single MILF in the room secretly craved to be treated just as roughly and thoroughly.

"Eutt... eutt... eutt... I’m a s-slut! I’m a helpless slut for the savior... ahnn! The savior is the only one who can ever use my pussy from this day forward! I don’t ever want that useless little twig again, ahnn! Ahnn!!" she screamed out, completely casting aside her pride.

What was the point of trying to restrain herself when she was already the undisputed rule-maker of her own household anyway?

She was the one who made the decisions at home, and her pathetic husband was nothing more than a meek follower. There was no doubt in her mind that she would establish this new arrangement as absolute law.

’Yes, that’s precisely why I love breaking a bossy woman. Scream even louder so you can convince all these other hesitant MILFs to sign up for my home service program!’

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"I’m about to cum deep inside you again, my devotee! Open your womb, accept my divine seed, and feel the scorching heat of the divine cock!" Owen hoisted her body even higher into the air... and then slammed down with one final, violent surge.

Thrust!

Spurt!! Spurt! Spurt!

"Nghn! I can’t control my body at all, ahnn! I’m about to cum again too!!" She dug her fingernails deeply into the skin of his shoulders as her entire frame violently convulsed.

Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!

The scalding love juices of man and woman violently blended together in a messy deluge. Owen flooded her stretched cervix straight down into her womb without a single shred of hesitation.

The staggering volume of semen felt like a literal liter of fluid as Owen pumped every last drop of his potent life seeds deep into her core.

"Ahnn... ahnn, I can’t take any more than this, savior... I don’t have a single ounce of strength left to move..." Her eyes rolled completely into the back of her head while her mouth fell loosely open, a strand of clear saliva dangling from her tongue.

She had finally tasted the true, overwhelming divine grace that all the previous MILFs had undergone.

"Heh, losing consciousness right after a single real session... You’re much weaker compared to the previous women," Owen chuckled softly, gently lowering her limp body back down to the floor and guiding her posture so her back leaned against the wall.

What a absolute blast... the real fun has only just begun, and things are getting so damn exciting now, he thought.

The bossy MILF who had officially registered herself as the first customer for his home service program was completely out cold—not a miserable defeat by any means, but certainly enough of a pounding to turn her mind into a scrambled mess.

"The night is still very young, my lovely MILFs. How about all of you start participating in the bidding process right now?" Owen declared, a master plan forming in his mind.

"Uhh... what bidding process do you mean, savior...? We don’t understand what you’re talking about..." Cindy asked, her voice trembling with confusion. She had completely lost her train of thought from listening to all those loud, filthy moans echoing through the room.

In fact, it was obvious that she had been secretly masturbating on her own right in front of the surrounding MILFs while watching the session.

"That’s exactly what I love to hear. Well, as for this special bidding... I will be taking a few of the old traditional rules and adding a few wild custom rules of my own," Owen paused with a dark smirk, taking in the utterly decadent, heavenly scene laid out before his eyes.