Chapter 102 - 101: Is This Your First Time Licking
"Are you prepared to know now?"
"Y-yes..." She couldn’t resist the hotness coursing into her wet pussy now.
The raw attraction of the cock was a piece of object that really fitted to her pussy.
"Clean my cock and that will sweep away your nervousness... don’t be shy, as I am the Savior." Owen signaled to her from behind the wooden wall. She didn’t need any more persuasion as she only believed in the words of the Savior.
Arielle was completely different, but now it was time for him to use the Savior plot armor to the absolute fullest.
Slurp... slurp... slurp...
Her way of licking was so clumsy... as if she was licking a cock for the very first time in her life.
"Is this your first time licking a cock, woman?" Owen didn’t know if it was logical, but... it was certainly plausible.
"Uhmm... y-yes." Lying to the Savior would be a dumb action; it was much better to show complete honesty.
"So not even your husband asked you to suck his cock..." He acted like an all-knowing being. How could a grand Savior ask simple questions?
"Yes... Savior, one of my problems... uhmm, well, most of the problems women have in the village is the size..."
"Haha, of course. That’s precisely why I’m here..."
"Yes... but you know, Savior, my husband is not bad, but I can’t feel the intensity of what the books in history ever recorded..." Of course, she loved gossip and reading old romance books.
It was common knowledge that in ages that they didn’t know when... there were records about the special size that could fully satisfy any woman.
"Now that I’m here, it’s solved now. So what did you feel when you heard the great news?"
"Slurp...I-I’m overjoyed after hearing that you are here, Savior... I know that it’s selfish to say this, but I don’t know what to do. Please guide me...slurp... slurp." She licked the creamy cum remaining on the shaft while enjoying the counseling from the Savior.
His voice was like a soothing song that completely swayed her, and she could feel it... the massive thing she was licking was what she desired the most in her heart.
"That’s why I’m here. It’s my true role to save and teach all the starved MILFs in the village just like you." Owen didn’t know who he was talking to behind the wall, but he got some subtle hints.
He didn’t cheat and take a peek through the hole; it would be boring, and it would lose the intense mystery... that was not his goal, as he wanted all of the stuff inside the hole to be in a full, sincere mode.
"Thank you, Savior... but it’s too bad that this will only happen today..." She was noticeably dejected that this would only be a once-in-a-lifetime chance for her.
"Haha, don’t be discouraged like that. I hope to stay and make a grand proposal in the future... well, never mind that for now. Enough with the chit-chat and clean my cock." Owen didn’t want to spoil his grand plan... it would become a part-time role, while during weekdays he would smoothly move into regular Owen mode.
He was sure that the old woman would be happy to hear that good news, but for now, he needed to finish the plates related to the festival.
"Slurp... slurp I’m doing everything, Savior. Just tell me if I’m not doing good enough. I really hope to learn from you..." She licked the remaining cream off his shaft and swallowed it without thinking twice.’
’Ahh, this is damn good.’ Owen was really having his best day now—a hot MILF cleaning his cock right after he had just finished ravaging another woman’s pussy... what the best cherry on top.
"Now let’s start the questioning, shall we?"
"What kind of questions, Savior?" She was curious to know as her ears perked up attentively.
"I need you to follow the rules."
"What kind of rule...? I will do it, Savior, if I can do it..." She finally finished cleaning the long cock, as it glistened brightly with her warm saliva.
"Now, don’t be so antsy... raise your tits and press both your soft melons into my cock. I will ask the questions to see if you are good when it comes to titty fucking."
"W-what... is that a newly discovered word, Savior? I thought it was called breasts..." She was confused to hear his strange words... her husband only ever used the word ’breasts’, as that was the common term in the village.
"Then call your breasts ’tits’ from now on. You can’t disregard those busty and perfectly round tits."
"Okay, but what about titty fucking...? Sorry for asking so many questions, Savior." She apologized sincerely as her questions were raining down on him.
She was completely new to the modern trend; she was one of those MILFs who rarely went outside, so she didn’t know such wild stuff.
"Don’t fret. It’s completely okay to ask questions as long as it’s related to satisfying a MILF... As for that, just press them together to squeeze my cock tightly. Spat some of your saliva to lubricate the shaft..." Owen ordered again, as she followed his instructions without any problem.
Squelch... squelch... squelch...
The wet sound of her labored tit fucking began to unfold as the intense session officially commenced.
"Like this, Savior? Am I squeezing your big cock right?" she asked with a soft voice. She used both of her hands to push her large, soft tits together as hard as she could. The thick head of his cock peeked out right from the top of her deep cleavage.
"Yes, just like that. Now start moving your body up and down. Keep squeezing it tight," Owen instructed from his side of the wooden wall. The feeling of her warm, soft skin clamping around his shaft was unbelievably good.
Squelch... squelch... squelch...
She spat onto her own chest just like he said, adding more wet lubricant to make the movement smoother.