Chapter 279 - 282: Insurance

"Let out your pent-up feelings and become my woman, Natasha! Don’t ever think of your son and become my cumdump!" Quinn roared, shoving his entire cock as his seeds unleashed their might.

Spurt! Spurt!! Spurt!!

"Ahh, a busty MILF with a body like this is perfect." Quinn slowly retracted his cock, easily spilling the cum in her pussy.

"Ahnn... ahnn, I can’t move my body..." Natasha also squirted; the entire floor beneath her was soaked, filled with her love juices.

"Too bad, Natasha. I want to keep going, but time is not for us. Let’s continue this stuff on my next visit." Quinn buttoned his trousers after slapping her cheeks with the remaining cum on her face.

’It’s kinda disgusting to piss on her body, and I don’t have that kind of fetish, so let’s go over with it.’ Quinn took his time, arranging his clothes like nothing happened.

"Ahn... ahnn. Come back, Quinn, don’t make me wait..." She couldn’t lie anymore; Quinn made her squirt easily, and it was the best feeling in the world... getting fucked by a man who was a complete stranger, but felt like a perfect fit for her desires.

"Don’t worry, Natasha, I will make you pregnant. It will become our secret from now on..." Quinn caressed her hair, treating her with gentle care.

"O-okay." She nodded her head; it was only a matter of time before she allowed Quinn to make his way to her bed without the couple noticing.

’How sweet, I guess I can visit Natasha during nighttime and have a good time with her.’ Quinn stepped out; she could handle herself.

And it was not really a great mess because her body was not coated in his cum.

...

"Ahh, I’m finally done, brother. Sorry for making you wait." Quinn sat on the sofa, feeling refreshed after taking his time in the toilet.

"It’s not a problem, brother! It’s normal to have a bad day sometimes, haha!" He laughed; at least his brother was okay.

"Yes, brother, I really made a mess in your toilet."

’With your mother, of course; her pussy sucked my cock like there was no tomorrow.’ Quinn then glanced at Dren’s wife. He could feel her movements and gestures feeling uncomfortable.

’Feeling hot right now? Heh, that’s not how a wife should act, my future cumdump.’ Quinn snickered; too bad. He couldn’t make his way with her because his pitiful brother was close by.

’Next time, I need to take care of Sasha and Sylph, so I guess it will take time for you to release your pent-up desire.’ He was satisfied; the longer the time... the easier for him to conquer the MILF.

...

Both had a conversation longer than he expected, so long that his wife disappeared from view and Natasha had not come out yet.

"It’s almost dusk, brother. I think it’s time for me to say my farewells to you." Quinn stood up; the chit-chat was kinda boring for him, but he wasn’t complaining—the pussy of Natasha was the compensation for that.

"Ahh, too bad, brother. I guess this visit will now end." Dren was overjoyed that he had someone to talk to aside from Brian. It was totally new for him, which was why he wanted to invite Quinn more.

"I gotta go now, brother. It was a pleasure to visit your home." Quinn approached him and gave him a bland hug, showing his fatherly side to his future stepson.

Or a husband to his wife... well, that was messed up, but it wasn’t bad to hear.

’Pitiful Dren, just be sure that you have the insurance to keep my future kids.’ Quinn let go as his farewell to his cuckolded worker.

"Ahh, are you going out now, Quinn?" Natasha finally came out, with her complete makeover.

Dren was confused for a brief moment that she called him by his first name, but it was normal not to use formalities.

"Yes, madam, I need to go now."

"Ohh, then don’t forget that you can visit our home." Natasha wanted to taste that feeling again; getting plowed while her son was only inches away was a complete overdrive.

"I won’t shy away from your invitation, madam." Quinn bowed his head, smirking as he found the best mother MILF.

’In the future, I will show your son how crazy you are for cock.’

"Then it’s goodbye for now, madam, brother. It’s unfortunate that madam Elaine is not present."

"Don’t worry about that, brother. I will send my regards to my wife. She must be taking her time in the room with some stuff." Dren smiled, totally oblivious that his wife was currently pleasuring herself right now.

"Haha, yes, brother." Quinn didn’t dwell on such dramatic stuff and went out; there was no need for him to waste his golden time with such talks.

He stepped out into the cool evening air, the faint glow of the setting sun casting long shadows across the quiet path.

Every step he took away from the house brought a smirk to his face as he recalled the overwhelming warmth of Natasha’s mature body and the desperate ways she had surrendered to his touch.

The thrill of having her right under her son’s nose made his blood run hot with satisfaction.

’Two households down, and the foundation is set,’ Quinn thought to himself, adjusting his collar as he walked. ’Dren thinks of me as a trusted brother, Brian treats me like family, and both of their homes are filled with ripe, unsatisfied MILFs waiting for me to break them completely.’

He looked up at the darkening sky, his mind already shifting toward his next targets. Sasha was still waiting for her turn, and Sylph was practically ripe for the picking after that simple touch in her kitchen.

With the system backing him up and his strength constantly growing with every successful conquest, this entire village was slowly turning into his personal playground.

He picked up his pace, walking back toward his own place with total confidence. The night was just beginning, and he knew that very soon, every single one of these women would be begging for his cock, completely helpless against the dark desires he had awakened inside them.