Chapter 138 - 137: Swirl your tongue around my fingers

Chapter 138: Chapter 137: Swirl your tongue around my fingers

"Ohh, so you’re just a shameless slut who wanted to cheat on her husband because the poor guy can’t fulfill your deepest, dirtiest desires." Owen locked his thick forearm snugly around her neck, pulling her tight against his chest while shoving his cock all the way in to the hilt.

’This is a ridiculously hard fucking, for sure. I just hope her body can handle it,’ Owen thought. He didn’t harbor any sadistic tendencies, nor did he want to genuinely harm any of his future MILFs, but fulfilling their exact hidden desires was his solemn responsibility as their savior.

According to the ancient rules of the festival, the entire event was designed specifically to satisfy every unfulfilled need of the town’s mature women. If a woman preferred a gentle, slow, vanilla session, he would happily accommodate her. But if she was a closet masochist who desperately craved rough treatment... then it was his duty to deliver exactly that!

’Well, it certainly isn’t a bad way to spend the afternoon,’ Owen mused, feeling her inner walls clamp tightly around his shaft as the aggressive treatment completely wiped her conscious mind clean.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Nghn! Ahh, ahh! Yes, Savior! I want this so badly... ahh, let me completely forget about my real life and all my responsibilities for now... ahh, please fill me with your divine seeds and make me happy!" she screamed, completely abandoning all logic and restraint.

Meanwhile, the other MILFs watching from the shadowy corners of the room were busy struggling with their own intense urges, knowing it was useless to beg for a turn without paying the steep price required for VIP treatment.

"I’m about to cum, my devotee! Accept all of my seeds and forget every single problem in the world!" Owen roared, his hips snapping forward as he unleashed a massive, hot torrent of thick semen directly into her core.

Spurtt! Spurtt! Spurtt!

"Nghnn... thank you... ahhh, thank you so much, Savior, for blessing my body..." she panted weakly, her entire womb filled to the absolute brim as his potent seeds were planted deep into her fertile soil once again.

"Heh, I’m not even close to being done yet. Let me give this other pussy its proper reward too!" Without giving himself a second to rest, Owen withdrew his pulsing shaft from her overflowing entrance and immediately lined it up with the bottom MILF’s waiting hole.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

His heavy cock, heavily coated in warm cum and slick juices, plunged effortlessly into the second woman’s tight pussy, instantly churning her natural fluids together with his fresh load into a creamy, friction-free mixture.

’Ahh, taking two incredible MILFs right after one another... damn, this feels so good. I could honestly live in this heaven forever,’Owen thought, closing his eyes to savor the wet squelching sounds, the breathless moans, the heavy slapping of flesh against flesh, and the desperate, envious whispers coming from the unbaptized MILFs in the corner.

"Ahh, now this is the true high life." Owen didn’t care in the slightest what anyone else thought—he had the power to claim every single MILF in this village without ever casting a second glance at the pathetic, small-dicked men who used to own them.

"Nghn... Savior... I want even more... Please, penetrate my asshole directly with your actual cock this time..." the bottom woman pleaded. The black dildo had finally slipped out and fallen onto the floor, glistening wetly with her juices, while her exposed pink anus twitched enticingly in front of him.

Anal right after a heavy pussy pounding? If that isn’t the absolute peak of perfection, I don’t know what is! Owen grinned, aligning his shaft with her twitching entrance.

With newly found vigor, Owen shoved his entire gargantuan length straight into her twitching asshole without holding back a single inch.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Nghn!! Ahnn, ahnn, ahnn! Savior... fuck me harder! Fuck me more, I want to feel what real, wild sex actually feels like!" she wailed, her fingers digging deep into the fabric of the sofa as her body buckled under the raw force of his hips.

"Heh, are you really just a shameless slut after all? You don’t even care about your bedridden husband at all anymore, do you?" Owen asked with a dark chuckle as he casually slid the thoroughly exhausted, gray-haired MILF off to the side; the poor woman had already lost consciousness from sheer exhaustion and sensory overload, lying limply on the cushions.

"Ahnn! Ahn, no... I’m not... ahhn! I’m not just a slut, Savior...!"

"Then what on earth are you? Are you seriously trying to tell me that you love your husband, and that’s the reason why you’re taking my cock so eagerly?" Owen shifted his position, smoothly pulling his length from her ass and shoving his throbbing shaft back into her drenched pussy with a wet, heavy impact.

Her overflowing juices had completely soaked the plush sofa, dripping down in steady streams to the wooden floor until the area around his feet was entirely drenched.

’This is really far beyond anything I originally expected when this festival started,’ Owen thought, finally letting go of all remaining restraint. It was officially time to release his next massive load directly into her waiting womb.

But before he delivered the final blow...

Owen shoved his fingers roughly into her open mouth, grabbing a hand full of her hair and pulling it back even harder to force her chin up.

"Ahh... ah... guhh... guhh... w-what... is thiss...?" Her mind was going into full throttle, the grueling, intense session having utterly melted her ability to process thought, amplified by the relentless physical pounding.

"Heh, swirl your tongue around my fingers. I know you secretly love being treated like a dirty little object, so enjoy it to your heart’s absolute content."

"Gugh... guhh... ahn! Ahnn...!"

"Yes, just like that. Heh, look at how tightly your pussy is trying to squeeze my cock right now. What an absolute slut!" Her warm saliva dripped uncontrollably down her chin, her garbled words nearly impossible to discern through his fingers.