Chapter 112 - 111: Patience Was A Virtue.
"Heh, of course. As I said before, I won’t force any of you... it’s your beliefs, and so I stand on my own. Enough with the drama. It’s time for me to satisfy both of your hunger." He could feel that his cock was cleaned thoroughly using her mouth.
"Yesh, Savior..."
"So, who will take the second pounding?"
"Uhmm, we don’t have any idea. You can decide who will take the second, Savior." The widow MILF spoke with reverence in her eyes.
"Ohh, what a good-mannered MILF. I have decided. Raise your ass so I can get a better look..."
The other MILF didn’t expect that plot to happen, but, of course she had her own self-control too.
"Haha, you don’t have to worry. I’m not favoring anyone, so wait for your turn." Owen chuckled with amusement painted on his face.
Obviously, it was normal for a MILF to feel bad, but what could she do?
Nothing. It wasn’t like he had two cocks to shove into both holes... and it wouldn’t disappear.
Patience was a virtue.
"Thank you for your grace, Savior... I will do my sow dance even more fiercely..." She didn’t mind, as the word of the Savior was absolute.
"That’s good. One must learn to be patient to taste the divine... if you work hard, I will reward you more." He stopped his blabbing as the ripe pussy was poking toward his cock.
He then retracted it for a moment while the MILF pressed her flesh against the wall; she already knew the drill.
Press your ass and show your pussy to the all-seeing eyes of the Savior so that he can inspect it—it was the way of making the MILF squirm in pleasure.
"Not bad. Your pussy is pink as a rose. It smells like a MILF... ohh, perfect for my cock," he complimented, as he dug his middle and ring finger inside...
"Nghn! Ahnn... ahnn!" she moaned as Owen stretched his fingers up and down.
"Your sweet spot is quite deep. Heh, I guess it’s only me who can reach this far..." Owen felt bad for her late husband.
How could that pitiful soul reach six inches deep when the biggest cock in the village was only four inches long?
Well, most of the MILFs he had satisfied up to this moment were real suckers... the second MILF’s g-spot was five inches long, while her spouse was one inch long.
There was no possible logic to that. Well, if it were back on Earth, that man would hold the Guinness World Record for being the smallest.
At the very least, he would get rewarded...
"Nghn, ahhn... ahnn... Savior, you’re hitting the ticklish part of my pussy!" She couldn’t control her moans; even a simple finger was turning her into a mad MILF... what’s more, when that thing finally entered her pussy.
"Of course! It’s my special technique... finding the g-spot of my devotee is as easy as breathing. Just relax and feel the heat coursing into your body. I will make you squirt—your first squirt in ages..." he claimed as his fingers worked overtime.
The inside of her pussy was really strange... it was squishy, soft, and hot.
It was his first time using his fingers!
’So strange, but it’s good... so my cock is like a master key to all the locks.’ He wanted to erect a statue of himself and his buddy at the center of the village.
Now, he would make it come true... not now, but in the future.
"Nghnn! Savior... ahhn, it’s so strange, but I can feel it! My body... ahnn, it’s so hot!"
"Yes, that’s it! It’s your first time feeling this, right?" His cock was already rearing to go, as he was stroking it with his hands.
’My hand is so rough compared to my mom’s hands.’ Owen couldn’t forget the gentle touch of his mom—those hands could command his cock at will.
"Nghn! I can’t control my body!" She moaned, grabbing a cloth on the sidelines before stuffing it inside her mouth!
Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
Owen ducked out of the way, evading the love juices that showered into his room.
The distance her live juices traveled was a staggering three meters long!
’What a large amount of juices... the years of not feeling true pleasure turned her into a living hose.’ His arms were soaked as the sprinkle of juices reached his bare skin.
"Nghn... ahh, ahn... my first... ahhn, I can’t control my body..." she mumbled with her lulled tongue.
"Don’t lose yourself, my devotee. The real pleasure is about to begin." He inserted the pink head, not caring what kind of situation she was in.
She was raising her ass, and that was all that mattered. He was going to pound her up!
Thrust!
"Nghn! Ahn... ahn! Ahnn!"
The sudden impact of his massive length entering her wet entrance made her whole body shudder violently.
The tight walls of her pussy clamped around his thick shaft, desperately trying to accommodate the massive size that was pushing deeper and deeper inside her.
Every single inch of his cock stretched her skin to its physical limits, filling her up completely until there was no space left.
"Oh, yes! You feel so amazingly tight!" Owen grunted from behind the wall, holding onto the wooden frame as he began to establish a steady, hard rhythm.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The room echoed with the intense sound of his hips slamming hard against the wooden barrier.
The widow, MILF buried her face in her hands, letting out muffled, unrestrained moans of pure ecstasy as he repeatedly rammed his cock all the way to her womb.
"Take it all! This is the true power of the Savior!" Owen shouted, increasing his speed and power with every single thrust.
The raw heat inside her wet pussy was wrapping tightly around his shaft, squeezing him with intense pressure that drove him near the edge.
"AHNN! Yes! Savior, pound me harder! Fill me completely!" she screamed out, her mind completely melting from the overwhelming sensation of being thoroughly conquered.