Chapter 307 - 313: Welcome Home

"Nghn... ahnn... ahnn... I love cock. A big cock! Ahnn, please fuck me harder with your big cock!" Elaine screamed at the top of her lungs, feeling her entire body undergoing a dramatic shift. Especially her drenched pussy... it was practically begging for more, thoroughly addicted and incapable of ever returning to normal.

"Yes! Scream like you actually mean it! I’m going to mark you as my personal cumdump right next to your mother!" Quinn roared, pounding into her with relentless force as he pushed her toward the absolute brink.

"Ahh... ahnn... ahnn... N-no, please... I don’t want to become a cumdump..."

"You just said you love cock! Now you claim you don’t want to be a cumdump? What a crazy bitch!" Quinn yanked her hair back, gagging her as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

"Ahh... ahh... I—I’m not a bitch... I’m a dignified woman... ahn... ahnn..." Elaine desperately tried to articulate the thoughts in her head, but the thick cock repeatedly slamming into her pussy made it completely impossible for her to think straight.

"Sure you are! You’re thoroughly enjoying my cock, so you must be a very dignified woman—my personal slut and cumdump! Now squirt hard and welcome your pathetic fool of a husband!" Quinn delivered one final, massive thrust deep into her core.

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!

Two distinct waves of hot liquids erupted simultaneously—a heavy torrent of his dense seed filling her womb to capacity, accompanied by a shower of her own sweet nectar spraying across her trembling body and the bedsheets.

"Ahh... ahh... I can’t move my body at all..." Elaine gasped, completely drained of all strength. This time it was no act; her stamina was entirely spent after being pounded non-stop and forced to squirt continuously for minutes on end.

"Hoh, that was seriously hot, Elaine," Quinn chuckled, pulling out and wiping his slick shaft directly across Natasha’s face, rubbing it against her soft cheeks.

"Lick my cock clean, Natasha. You can still go much harder, right?" Quinn cupped and squeezed her heavy breasts, slowly transitioning into a tight tits fuck while pressing his lower body against her face.

"Ahn... ahnn... ehehe... We’re going to keep going...?" Natasha felt as if her soul were floating straight up to heaven. The sheer level of pleasure she was experiencing had completely muddled her mind.

"Yes, we can do it right here... right now. Don’t worry about Dren for a second," Quinn murmured, thrusting his cock forward and rolling his hips with smooth, practiced rhythm.

Knock! Knock!

"Elaine! Mother! I’m back!"

The sudden sound of a man’s voice echoed through the house, reaching the ears of all three people in the room. Elaine jolted upright as if a bolt of lightning had struck her straight through the heart!

"W-what?! D-Dren is home... What do we do?! What do I do?!!" She panicked, her eyes darting toward the wall clock. It read 4:30 PM—meaning Dren was thirty full minutes earlier than his usual off-work time.

"Opps... Well, you can go on downstairs now, Elaine. Throw on some decent clothes before going out, and make sure you close the door behind you," Quinn said with a smug grin, playing entirely innocent while continuing to play with Natasha’s bare breasts.

"W-what am I supposed to do about all this mess...?!" She could already vividly imagine the look on Dren’s face. Her husband was no fool; he would instantly recognize the unmistakable scene of a wild sexual battle.

"That’s strictly your problem to solve, Elaine. Just go do your job," Quinn smiled casually, not giving a single damn about whatever expression Dren might end up making.

"N-no..." Elaine stammered, her legs trembling violently, though she somehow managed to drag herself up off the bed.

"Go on. Dren is about to walk inside," Quinn instructed, turning his full attention back to Natasha as he prepared to continue taking his pleasure with the mother.

"Elaine? Mother? I’m home!" Dren called out once again from the front entryway, holding a bag of fresh goods—a little surprise treat he had bought for his wife and mother after a long, exhausting day at work.

"W-wait! I’m coming, honey!" Elaine’s voice finally called back, sounding like a divine bell to his ears.

Creak...

"W-welcome home, H-honey..." Elaine pulled the door open, her face burning bright red as she frantically adjusted her messy blouse and tried to smooth down her disheveled hair with trembling hands.

"Ohh, what were you up to, honey? Did you push your body to the limit working out, or were you deep-cleaning the house?" Dren asked, genuinely curious as he took in Elaine’s unusually disheveled state. She almost always wore pristine, neatly pressed clothes, with her hair styled perfectly using decorative pins on either side.

"Ahah... yes, honey! I decided to thoroughly clean the house today, and since it was such a big job, I had to use every single bit of my cleaning ability!" She flexed her arms in a weak attempt at humor, shifting her inner thighs together to hide the slippery wetness still trickling down her legs.

"Ohh, so that’s what happened! Well, it’s great to hear that..." Dren stepped inside, his eyes sparkling with genuine delight as he took in the spotless state of the living area. It was no exaggeration to say the entire room was gleaming, without a single speck of dust in sight.

"Haha... yes, honey. Uhmm... why did you come back so early today?" she asked, desperately trying to act as if everything were normal.

In truth, she was completely bewildered. When she had walked out of the bedroom, she had braced herself for disaster, only to find the previously chaotic living room and dining area transformed into a sparkling haven.

W-what on earth happened here...? Did Quinn somehow manage to clean up all of that mess without me even noticing? she wondered internally. It felt impossible. Quinn had been busy fucking her non-stop, so she knew for a fact he hadn’t stepped out of the room.

No, I’ll have to ask him about this later... Right now, I need to focus on playing my part.

"Hmm... well, we actually got off early today because Lady Sasha happened to be in an exceptionally good mood," Dren laughed happily, pulling her close into a warm, loving embrace. "I’m not entirely sure why, but I certainly won’t complain about getting home to my beautiful wife early!"