Chapter 306 - 312: I love cock?!

Quinn brought his hand down across her bare, flushed buttocks with a sharp clack, leaving a vivid red handprint on her skin. She had just squirted again immediately after discovering the truth, and shockingly, she had even agreed to his absurd demands without asking a single further question.

"Ngnn... I love you, Dren. I’m getting so completely addicted to your cock," Elaine whimpered softly, closing her eyes tightly to savor the overwhelming sensation washing through her body.

It was her very first time experiencing true, mind-shattering satisfaction after a violent squirt. It was an unforgettable rite of passage for a cheating woman like her, opening a door that could never be closed again.

"How about we savor this sweet moment a little longer? There are still forty minutes left before he gets back. We have plenty of time to continue our little session," Quinn murmured, sliding down her frame to press his lips against her swollen, sensitive nipples.

Supp... supp... supp...

Hmm... I’m sure her milk would taste like a rich, sweet organic tea, Quinn mused to himself, licks of pleasure running down his spine. Heh, that would be an incredible taste test.

Having taken count of so many beauties, Quinn could easily discern the unique taste profile of every woman he conquered. Discerning her flavor wasn’t difficult at all, and Natasha would likely taste quite similar. In fact, Quinn was willing to bet his very life that Lyra would taste like pure vanilla—extra sweet and intoxicating.

No point in idly daydreaming about it now; I’ll know for sure in the near future, Quinn brushed the thought aside with a dark smirk. Why speculate when I can taste the real deal soon enough?

"I-I really need to go downstairs and clean the living room and the dining area right now, Dren," Elaine gasped, her breathing shallow as she recalled the unbelievable disaster waiting below. "I can’t let him see the absolute mess you made with Mom..."

The lower floor was an absolute battleground—the chaotic aftermath of a starving woman being overwhelmed by a man who could pump his seed continuously without end.

"Oh, well, that’s a real buzzkill," Quinn muttered, stopping his movements and standing up on the mattress.

"Ahh... ahh..." Elaine lay sprawled out across the sheets, her lungs working overtime. She hurriedly covered her face with both hands, deeply ashamed of the utterly ruined, lust-crazed expression she was currently wearing.

"That was some incredible sex, Elaine."

"Y-yes..."

"Then let’s keep it going. I’m nowhere near satisfied yet," Quinn declared smoothly. Without warning, he grabbed her by the hips and flipped her whole body over into a strict doggy-style position.

Her rear was elevated high in the air while her knees supported her weight. Her dripping entrance was practically overflowing with his thick, white seed, which trickled down the insides of her inner thighs in sticky streams.

"Ahnn... ahnn! W-what are you doing to me now?" Elaine whimpered, completely devoid of physical strength after her massive climax. She was entirely at his mercy now.

"Hmm? What does it look like? I’m not finished yet, Elaine. We’re doing one more round... and doggy style is the absolute best position for a heavy pounding," Quinn chuckled, giving her plump ass a firm squeeze—a target practically begging to be spanked.

"I-I don’t have any strength left in me, Quinn! I’m going to completely lose my mind if we keep going like this..." She feebly shifted her body, no longer able to maintain her calm facade.

Her mind was terrified of the risk, even as her treacherous body begged for more.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

"Don’t lie to me. Look at your pussy—it’s practically drowning in my seed, yet it’s still throbbing and begging for more," Quinn growled, three bright red handprints clearly visible on her pale skin after his relentless spanking.

"Ngnn... ahn, ahnn... b-but..."

"But what? Are you trying to tell me you don’t love my cock anymore? Just say the word, Elaine. I’m very easy to convince," he taunted, pressing the thick head of his shaft directly against her rear cleft.

"Ahn, ahnn... That’s not what I meant at all! W-what if he comes home early?!"

"He won’t. Stop being so paranoid and start moving your hips. Time is running out, so you’d better act with haste," he commanded. Since she hadn’t bothered to wipe him clean, his massive length was still slick and glistening, heavily coated in his previous release.

"O-okay..." her heart hammered wildly against her ribs. A terrible gut feeling nagged at her that Dren might walk through the door earlier than expected... yet she was completely powerless to pull herself away from the carnal pleasure consuming her whole world.

"Excellent. Now get to work. You need to ride me faster if you want to make my cock cum quickly," Quinn ordered, halting his own movements entirely. He forced her to reach back with her own trembling hand, grab his massive shaft, and guide it directly into her soaking entrance.

Man, I almost feel a little pity for the poor bastard, Quinn smirked arrogantly to himself, watching her index fingers guide his thick head past her lips. ’Look at your devoted wife, manually inserting my cock into her pussy. There’s no turning back for her now...’

The scene reminded him vividly of a married teacher he had broken in the past. That mature beauty had been completely ruined too—so utterly addicted that she begged for his tool even while her husband was actively calling her phone. And just like then, he loved watching them take full control of their own corruption. That teacher had guided his shaft into her core in the exact same desperate way as the woman kneeling before him now!

"Nghn... ahnn... why...?"

"What are you complaining about now, Elaine?" Quinn growled, reaching out to firmly grab a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back as he began to drive his hips forward. Riding a married woman in doggy style was an absolute masterpiece of an experience.

"Ahn... ahn! I know that this is so horribly wrong! I know my cheating body is committing a terrible sin behind my husband’s back... and yet I love it so much!" Elaine confessed aloud, her voice cracking as her internal frustration boiled over.

What could possibly be more pathetic than a woman craving a massive cock simply because her own husband’s tool was a useless, tiny twig?

"Are you seriously saying all that out loud, Elaine? Are you drunk or something?" Quinn mocked with a deep laugh.

"Ngh... ahn, ahn... No, I’m not drunk! I’m just so confused... ahnn, ahnn!"

Pah! Pah! Pah!

"No, you aren’t confused at all, Elaine! This is your true, hidden nature," Quinn barked, raining another sequence of sharp spanks across her bare bottom. "You love cock. That is your ultimate reality!"

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Ngh... ahn, ahn! I... I love cock?!"

"Yes, you love cock! Just like your dirty, slutty mother-in-law! Both of you are hopeless sluts who would happily spread your legs for a massive cock!"