Chapter 75 - 76: Spread Your Legs
The shadow it cast was hard to miss... her pointed, erect nipples felt like they were screaming to be savored and sucked.
"J-just let me do the work. You are my hostage, so you do what I tell you..."
"Hoho, why don’t you steal the important things in the house instead of this pitiful soul. My mom doesn’t want to share her son, after all."
"No... You are my hostage, so I must take you. So don’t fight back."
"Is that so? Then are you not scared that my mom might come knocking at your door if she finds out that you’re taking me hostage, Madam Thief?"
"N-no, she will never know..." Her voice croaked under the weight of her own saliva and Owen’s teasing words.
"How could that be? My mom can smell trouble if it’s related to me, her dear son?" The adventurer slowly made his way forward, marching toward his goal.
"J-just don’t make a sound! Your mom is not here... so you can’t escape." Her eyes darted left and right in the dim light, clearly having a hard time dealing with the hostage.
"Of course, Madam Thief, but you see, I can’t control my fingers from moving from their original place."
"Ekkknn!!! S-stop... ahhnnn." The Madam Robber squealed and moaned as Owen’s fingers pinched and twisted her nipples right through the fabric of her clothing.
"You are so lewd, Madam Robber. Your nipples are already rock hard..."
"Ahhn... I should be the one... ahnn... doing the bad deeds!"
"It was your mistake to steal something from our home. I’m quite spoiled, you see..." Owen twisted her nipples even harder.
"Ahhnn... ahnn... ahnn... don’t twist them like that... ahnn..."
"Ohh, look, Madam Robber. It’s getting soaked as you produce your sweet nectar~" Owen could feel it. She wasn’t wearing a bra at all.
The Madam Robber was so well-prepared that she had removed everything underneath her housewife blouse.
All hail to tits!
All hail to milk!
All hail to MILFs!
"N-no... It’s not sweet. Don’t pinch them... ahnn... ahnn." She bit his earlobe, forcing Owen to tilt his head as the ticklish sensation washed over him.
Her tongue was ravaging everything in its path, and saliva started dripping down below, directly onto his clothes.
The Madam Thief was now unstoppable as she started licking down his nape, biting like a hungry wolf!
’Argh... why is she so good at this?!’ Owen couldn’t recall any fragment of memory from the game where she was this bold, aggressively sucking his ears and neck.
"Slurp... slurp... d-don’t make a move. You are my hostage... slurp... slurp..." Arielle was basically clinging to him like a leech, marking his neck with her bites.
"Hoh... so does that mean you will do all the work, Madam Robber~?"
"Slurp... y-you just need to stay still. Slurp..."
"I think you’re a pervert, Mom," Owen wanted to tease her, aiming to get the exact reaction he wanted.
"I-I’m not... your mom. I’m the Madam Robber, ahnnn!"
"Then... why are you wearing my mom’s clothes~?"
Owen twisted her nipples harder, forcing her to moan out loud.
"I-it’s just a coincidence. Now don’t talk. Slurp... slurp..." She slipped both of her hands under his shirt before pulling it upward.
She wanted to strip his clothes off right now!
’Holy moly... Mom is exceptionally bold tonight!’ Owen was forced to raise both of his hands to accommodate her well, it was just a game for her, but going along with it wasn’t a bad idea at all.
"Oh, my perverted mom, so you really love doing it with the lights off." Owen threw his discarded shirt to the other side of the room, not caring where it landed.
It was finally time...shinzou sasageyo!!!
Owen didn’t hesitate and loosened the tie that kept her blouse from falling apart, brushing the fabric away to uncover her bare shoulders.
"If you want to savor me, Mom, oops, I mean Madam Thief, you need to work hard~" Owen could see the clear fluid welling up on her erect nipples.
The teasing he gave her had actually caused those tasty juices to flow from the inactive volcanoes!
"Ahhnn... ahnn... I-I’m not a pervert, and I’m not your mom! Ahnn... ahnn!"
"Still acting tough... then let’s see how much you can hold back, Madam Robber~"
Suck... suck... suck...
Owen’s mouth plunged like a falcon, catching her nipple in a deep suck!
"Ahnn... ahnn, don’t s-suck them... ahnn!" She covered her mouth as her moans rang out, incredibly loud.
The noise could easily be heard outside, as their surroundings were dead silent.
There were no insect sounds or noises from the village; everything was perfectly still except for her desperate moans in the dim light.
"Slurp... why shouldn’t I suck them, Mom? It’s your milk, after all... slurp... slurp..."
"Nghnn... I-I’m so sensitive... d-don’t!" Her whimpering voice only made Owen want to push her further!
"Slurp... slurp... You don’t need to distract yourself, Mom... do your own thing~" Owen wanted her to work harder. She was the bold one who had initiated the attack in the first place!
"Ahnn... ahnn..." Arielle refused to lose her edge, so she made an even bolder move.
"Argh..." Owen couldn’t hold back a low groan as his voice slipped from his mouth when she suddenly leaned up and sucked his nipples in return!
The scene was hard to describe, how her head managed to slip through the tight space Owen provided.
"Slurp... hehe, don’t move, my hostage... I will do the work..."
’This is too much! Fuck this... I’m going to pounce on you right now, Mom!’
"Ekkhnnnn!!! W-what are you trying... to do...?!" Her flustered voice echoed as Owen suddenly scooped her body up into his arms and walked over to the dining table.
"Enough with the warm-up, Mom. I want to pound you now..." He slowly laid her back down onto the wooden surface of the dining table.
A five-star dish that Owen had wanted to savor for the past few days was finally right in front of him... and he could no longer control his urge to tease her slowly.
He didn’t want another cliffhanger to ruin the moment!
Enough was enough. It was finally about to happen!
"Spread your legs, Mom..." Owen spoke gently, looking down at her messy housewife blouse and her bare tits and nipples glistening with moisture.
"D-don’t... don’t you think... it’s b-bad?" she asked, her eyes darting nervously to the side.
"What’s bad about it, Mom?"