Chapter 311 - 317: Life is good, isn’t it, Natasha?

"Haha, yes! Just like that, Natasha! I love how honest you’re being!" Quinn shoved his cock deeper with every single strike, his fingers digging firmly into the soft flesh of her hips.

"Nghn... ahh... ahnn... S-sorry, my dear son... I just love big cock so much! I’m your dirty, cheating mother who desperately needs a huge dick shoved inside her pussy..."

"You really are an honest whore, Natasha. How about we raise the bar a little higher?" Quinn spanked her ass cheeks again, delivering a blow even stronger than the last.

"Nghn... ahnn... ahnn... Please tell me, Quinn! I’ll do whatever you want..." Natasha arched her back and bent her hips lower, using every last drop of her remaining strength to turn her head toward him.

"Heh, how about we indulge in another wild gangbang?" Quinn smirked as four new clones materialized out of thin air right beside them—completely naked, with their massive cocks already throbbing and fully erect.

"Ahn... ahnn... W—what...? I can’t possibly take all of that..." Natasha stammered, utterly stunned that Quinn was utilizing his unique duplication ability in such a shameless, overwhelming manner.

She had already almost completely lost her mind after experiencing their previous threesome and relentless pounding. Yet now, four fresh, energetic clones stood before her while she was barely clinging to consciousness on the edge of utter euphoria.

"This is incredible for you, Natasha! Besides, wouldn’t it be thrilling to try a full-blown gangbang right here in the bathtub?"

"Yes, exactly! It’s going to be so much fun fucking you completely brainless in the warm water!"

"Haha, what an amazing sight this is going to be! And why shouldn’t we? Consider this yet another glorious trophy for your body!" The clones began chattering enthusiastically, casually stroking their thick shafts.

An absolute feast of a gangbang was about to unfold for Natasha, turning this into a long, endless night for her trembling body.

"Ahn... ahnn... B-but Dren is going to become extremely suspicious if I stay in here for too long... That’s going to be a real problem," Natasha whimpered, her eyes locked onto the massive cocks in front of her. They were already leaking clear streams of precum, causing her throat to swallow hard.

What is wrong with these dicks...? I can’t even think straight just looking at these massive things... Natasha thought to herself, her heart hammering against her ribs twice as fast as normal. Clearly, all those hours of non-stop pounding had done nothing to quench the deep, lingering hunger inside her.

It was as if all the suppressed lust she had bottled up since her husband passed away—or even before then, when she was left completely unsatisfied in bed—was exploding outward all at once.

"Well, you can easily tell him that you just needed extra time to clean up properly. Heh, you wouldn’t even be lying, considering you’re about to enjoy a massive feast of cock!" One of the clones stepped directly in front of her face, while the other three strategically positioned themselves along the sides of the tub.

"Now, suck my cock while Quinn continues to fuck you hard in doggy style. I want you to thoroughly enjoy this special favor I’m granting you," the real Quinn murmured softly, caressing her messy hair.

"Guck... guck... guck... W-wait a second..."

"What? Are you not happy that I’m doing you such a huge favor right now?" Quinn didn’t wait for her response, shoving his clone’s thick shaft deep down her throat, forcing her into a deep throat from the very start.

"Guck... "no... but at least let me adjust my position..." Natasha struggled to regain her balance without using her hands to support her weight against the tub.

"Ohh, so you want to stroke my cock at the same time? Look at you taking the initiative like a good little slut!" Quinn marvelled at how quickly her body was adapting to the intense, relentless pounding.

"Nghn... ahnn... Don’t say that... I just don’t want to waste a single second, so I’m helping out!" Natasha reached out with her trembling hands and slowly began stroking the cock beside her. Three out of the five men were now actively taking their pleasure with her.

Meanwhile, one clone sat idly nearby, while the last one held the floating recording orb like a professional adult film director, capturing every dirty detail.

"Ngn... ahnn... guck... guck... guck..." Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The real Quinn was still ramming his heavy shaft into her wet pussy without stopping for even a single second, showing zero intention of giving her a break.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"I’m cumming again, Natasha! Accept all of my seed and let me completely refill the pussy I just cleaned out!" Quinn roared, blasting another massive load deep into her womb. He had long since lost track of how much semen he had pumped into her—a full liter seemed far too small of an estimate at this point.

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

"Ahn... ahnn..." Natasha whimpered softly. Her voice was nearly completely shot from screaming and moaning continuously since the very beginning, leaving only a faint whisper behind.

"Ahh, what a magnificent pussy. I’ll step back for a moment and give you time to enjoy my other cocks," Quinn chuckled, pulling his softening shaft free as a thick stream of white semen spilled out and drifted into the warm bathwater.

"Then I’ll claim that loose, soaking-wet pussy for myself!" The clone who had been stroking his shaft stepped forward, ready to drive his fresh dick into her swollen entrance.

"When is it going to be my turn? I want to go next!" another clone grumbled impatiently.

"You’ll get your turn soon enough, man. Don’t worry, you can take her tight asshole when the time comes—a nice double penetration from behind while she works a blowjob up front!" Quinn reached over and cupped her heavy breasts, casually playing with her soft, motherly tits.

"Life is good, isn’t it, Natasha? You absolutely love this kind of hard, non-stop fucking session, don’t you?"