Chapter 199 - 198: Dee Massage
"Lick... lick... hehe, then I’ll gladly accept that agreement, my dear..."
"So what about the other conditions, Mom...?" Owen asked, casually shoving two of his fingers straight into her tight asshole.
"Ngh... you really love playing with my asshole, don’t you...?"
"My bad, Mom, but I just can’t control my fingers... your asshole is practically screaming for a good fingering."
"Ahh... ah... about the other conditions... you already know what they are..."
"What a greedy MILF you are, taking your own son completely for yourself."
"I am... so ahhn... don’t ask anymore... the phone is ringing!" She hurriedly reached out, grabbing the phone and placing it against her ear.
"Good. Now how about you start riding me? I want to see that gorgeous ass of yours move like that."
"Ahh... w-wait a second..."
"Good evening, dear... sorry for the missed calls. I worked overtime tonight and just got back..." The voice of the man finally echoed through the receiver.
"Ahh... D-Don’t wait a second... let me answer the call first..." she moaned softly as Owen relentlessly ground his thick cock directly against her wet pussy lips.
"Shh... lower your voice, Mom, or he might hear your scandalous moans," Owen whispered, covering her mouth with his palm as he playfully stole the phone right out of her hand.
"Ahh... it would be so suspicious if you answered the call right now!" Arielle tried her absolute best to snatch the phone back, but her weak efforts were completely futile.
"Don’t worry, I’m just going to talk to him for a second, and then I’ll give it right back to you," Owen smirked, bringing the phone up to his own ear.
"Ahh... hopeless. You really are such a mischievous boy..."
"Guess I am... hehe. Now start moving, Mom. I’d love to experience a proper reverse cowgirl position tonight."
"Ngnn... I will..." Arielle turned her body around, straddling him as she began rubbing her warm, smooth skin against his hips.
"Hello, Father. It’s me, your son," Owen said smoothly into the mic, using his free hand to snap another quick picture of her riding him from above.
"Owen? Where is your mom? I thought I heard her voice just now..." The man sounded deeply confused. If his ears weren’t playing tricks on him, he was almost certain he had heard her moaning a second ago.
"She’s riding right now, Father..."
"Hey! D-Don’t say something like that... it’s going to sound way too obvious..." She stared back at his face with wide, blushing eyes.
"Shh, let me handle this. Don’t worry about it and just keep moving your body, Mom."
"Sorry about that... Father, as I was saying, Mom is currently busy riding right now."
"Uhh, what on earth did I just hear, Owen? Are you with someone in the house right now?"
"Yes, Father. I’m right here with Mother... but she’s a little tied up at the moment."
"Hmm... What do you mean your mother is riding? It’s already late at night, and doing a workout this late would be way too tiring..." he asked, his tone completely clueless.
"Haha, yes, Father. Uhh... she’s actually riding a completely different kind of rig right now..." Owen chuckled under his breath as Arielle squatted down, taking hold of his hard cock with her trembling fingers to line it up directly with her dripping pussy.
𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
’Your faithful wife is doing the deed right now, physically guiding my dick inside her.’
"Uh... what do you mean by that? Can you just hand the phone over to your mom? Also, are you two in the living room or the kitchen right now?" He scratched his head on the other end of the line, utterly unable to decipher Owen’s vague responses.
"Yes... yes. As for your question, we’re actually in the bed right now, Father."
"Ahh... ah... D-Don’t say things like that... please, just give me the phone..." she moaned with an utterly addicted expression on her face as she pushed her heavy ass down, taking his dick deeper into her body.
"Okay... here you go, Mom." Owen finally handed the device over, thoroughly stoking the flames of paranoia in the man’s mind.
"Ah... ah... ahh... d-dear, are you still there...? Ah... ahn..." She didn’t even bother attempting to hold back her breathless moans.
"Dear...? What on earth are you doing over there...?" The man’s heart began hammering violently against his ribs as an overwhelming sense of dread washed over him.
"Ah... ahh... riding. I’m riding right now, dear..." Arielle’s entire body started spasming with intense pleasure as Owen forcefully thrust his cock upward inside her tight walls.
"W-What exactly are you riding...? Are you doing some kind of late-night exercise...?" He could hear a strange, distinct sound coming through the speaker... a wet, rhythmic squelching noise.
"Ahh... ahh... y-yes... I’m doing a bit of light exercise right now... on the bed..."
"...What kind of exercise...? Are you in pain right now? I can hear this bizarre squelching sound coming from your end of the line..." He stumbled back against the wall, feeling an eerie, sickening intuition that Arielle might never come back to him.
"Ahh... ahh, please don’t worry about me at all... I’m doing just fine..." Arielle could feel her sensitive pussy rapidly approaching the absolute peak of pleasure; she was on the verge of squirting once again.
"Please just tell me... that this isn’t what I think it is..."
"W-What could you possibly be thinking, dear...? Ahh... ahh... my son is just giving me a deep body massage right now..."
"H-He is...? Are you absolutely sure about that? Why does your voice sound so strained and breathless...?" The man felt utterly nauseous. He couldn’t bring himself to explicitly speak the horrific thought of Arielle and his son doing such a filthy deed together... yet the image kept violently popping into his head.
"He’s just really, really good at massaging... ah... ah... just like he did for me last night... do you remember the festival...?"
"Y-Yes, I heard the local festival just started yesterday..."
"That’s the one... My dear Owen is helping me relax in bed right now after my body got so thoroughly strained from a long, grueling day... ahh... ahh... it feels so amazingly good..." She let out another loud, deeply heartfelt moan directly into the microphone.
"Haha... yes, yes... of course, what was I even thinking? So, how was the festival...?"
"Ah... ahh... ah... it was wonderful, dear... I honestly can’t even think straight after such a long, exhausting day..." Arielle flashed a mischievous wink toward Owen as a sudden, overwhelming surge of her sweet juices burst forth, completely drenching his shaft.