Chapter 1245. Having Breakfast With Lily And Diana While Their Grandma Is Sucking**

Chapter 1245: 1245. Having Breakfast With Lily And Diana While Their Grandma Is Sucking**

The thought that he was making this explicit demand that he would cum all over her face, down her throat, and onto the hard wood right in front of the girls who were sitting just inches above her was like a poisoned dagger to Valentina’s pride.

The humiliation was obscene, theatrical, and utterly brutal.

Lily and Diana practically beamed when he made that demand. They loved the thought: their grandmother, the person who was supposed to be the dignified, respected elder, being forced to lap up the fresh, warm cum from Rex like a leashed animal under their very noses.

They wanted to see her perform, to see her suck him until he splattered.

Lily took another sip of her clear wine, the liquid looking pure and refreshing, and leaned her knees up, making them brush against the rough wood where Valentina’s dirty thighs were pressed, hoping she could see the tip of Rex’s cock entering the girl’s mouth.

"That sounds like a wonderful way to earn your meal, Grandma," she encouraged, her voice genuinely cheerful and sweet, like a child praising a pet that has learned a new trick. "We want you to be very thorough."

"We’ll be watching to make sure you do it just right."

Diana nodded, chewing a piece of tender meat that was dripping with savory brown gravy, the droplets occasionally falling onto the white cloth between her inner thighs, just above where Valentina would be choking and swallowing Rex’s cum.

She looked down the edge of the tablecloth, eager to witness the sight of the filthy woman sucking the hard cock.

The shame was so absolute and the social pressure from the two bright, cheerful granddaughters so condescending that Valentina simply broke.

The part of her brain that still clung to human dignity, the part that screamed, "Thisthis is revolting," was trampled by the part of her that was utterly broken and starving.

Any thread of resistance, any flinch or attempt to turn her face away from the hard, wet tip of Rex’s cock, felt like it would be punished as "being bad." And she could not afford to be "bad."

She obeyed immediately, like the conditioned animal he treated her as. Her hands, which looked so filthy and stained with dried piss and white cum streaks, came up to the hard cock that was hovering just inches from her lips, the tip glistening and dripping a clear, viscous thread onto the hard wood between her bony knees.

Slowly, hesitantly, she tilted her head up, parting her mouth, which was already chapped and slightly swollen from the previous night, and took the massive girth of the cock into her mouth.

At first, she was careful, trying to stretch her lips around the thick veins that stood out in high relief, the skin looking tight and impressive. She slid the wet tip past her bottom lip, letting the warm, salty pre cum coat her tongue and the inside of her cheeks.

As the cock filled the majority of her oral cavity, making her cheeks bulge outward, she began to suck more thoroughly, bobbing her head up and down.

The thickness was intimidating, stretching the corners of her mouth where the skin was pink and tender, occasionally leaving little wet trails of piss and cum at the commissures, the lines where her lips met, that dripped onto her own chin.

Above her, seated at the clean, pretty white tablecloth, Lily and Diana began their breakfast as if the presence of a filthy, sucking grandmother beneath their dangling legs was the most mundane and delightful thing in the world.

They didn’t acknowledge her as a person; they ignored her humanity, completely treating her like a piece of functional, amusing equipment that just happened to be performing a task.

Lily took another forkful of scrambled eggs, which were fluffy and buttery, flecked with bits of crispy bacon, and chewed them very prettily, making small, polite sounds.

She leaned her thighs, wrapped in clean, pressed fabric, against the rough underside of the wood, occasionally tapping the hard grain with her heel the part of her shoe that was polished and neat right where Valentina’s shoulder was pressed.

"This bacon is absolutely delicious, Diana," she remarked, her voice light and conversational, genuinely enjoying the savory flavor. "So crispy and well seasoned..."

"I think they made it perfectly."

Her tone was so breezy and pleasant, like two schoolgirls having a lovely Saturday morning chat, completely detached from the fact that directly below her heel, a naked woman was choking and slurping on a massive cock.

Diana nodded, humming in agreement, using her chopsticks to lift a long, juicy strip of glazed sausage. The sauce was thick and shiny, dripping just enough to be mouthwatering, and she dipped it into a tiny bit of spicy mustard.

She took a neat bite, chewing slowly and appreciatively, her eyes fixed on the way the cock was disappearing into the wetness of Valentina’s mouth and the way her throat was visibly bobbing with each swallow.

"I agree, Lily, the bacon is top tier," she said, dabbing a tiny bit of sauce from her bottom lip with the tip of her chopstick, making sure she stayed absolutely tidy. "And the eggs are so soft and creamy~! Such a lovely breakfast."

While they chatted about the quality of the meat and seasonings, the sounds Valentina was making—the wet SHLUP, SCHLIP, SLOP, and NNNG GULP—were the constant background noise to their pleasant conversation.

The sound of her lips sealing around the hard cock, the sucking noise of the saliva mixing with the sticky pre-cum, " and "shlup slop."nd the occasional gagging breath that she forced herself to swallow made a repetitive, squelching rhythm: "shlup slop," "schlip gulp, shlup slop.

Each swallow looked labored, her throat working hard to accommodate the impressive thickness.

Rex let out a booming, delighted laugh that rumbled through his chest and echoed off the underside of the table, vibrating directly against Valentina’s skull.

He didn’t stop eating; he simply shoved another forkful of savory meat into his mouth, chewing with gusto while he leaned down to peer past the hem of the white tablecloth. His shadow fell over her like a shroud.

From Valentina’s position on the floor, trapped between the cold wood and the hard shaft in her mouth, she could see his face flushed with satisfaction, eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger that had nothing to do with food. Her own face was a mask of raw, desperate frustration.

Her cheeks were stretched to their absolute limit, the skin pulled taut and shiny around the massive girth of him. Her eyes were watering from the effort of taking him so deep, tears mixing with the saliva and pre-cum that leaked from the corners of her mouth in viscous strings.

Her right hand was wrapped around the base of his shaft, her fingers straining to even meet around the impossible thickness, her nails digging into his skin as she tried to control the depth of each thrust.

SHLUP... SCHLIP... SLOP...

"Damn, look at you," Rex said between bites of food, his voice thick with amusement as he watched her struggle to maintain the rhythm.

"You’re becoming quite the little artist, aren’t you? A real pro at dick polishing." He grinned wickedly, licking a drop of sauce from his thumb. "Almost as good as any of the Starlight girls."

The mention of the Starlight girls the elite, and the chosen immediately triggered a petty spark of competition between the two women seated above her.

"Excuse me?" Lily chimed in, setting her fork down with a clatter that made Valentina flinch. "Rex, don’t be ridiculous."

"The Starlight girls are competent, sure, but they lack finesse... They’re all performance and no technique."

Diana snorted, rolling her eyes as she reached for the teapot. "Finesse? Lily, they’re predictable."

"Anyone with a bit of real talent knows that true skill comes from knowing exactly when to push and when to soothe."

"I’m certain I could outperform them without even breaking a sweat."