Chapter 119 - 118: What Kind Of Bet?
"Ahn.. ahnn, Savior, Savior..., my husband... ahnn. ahnn, you are touching my good spot..." she moaned gently. This is what she wanted to feel with her husband, but he couldn’t do it.
She arched her back slightly, her hands trembling as the warmth inside her kept building up.
"I know you love your husband, my devotee, but you know it’s a blasphemy to think of other people while you are under the care of the Savior, right?" Owen didn’t mind the way she acted, but as the Savior.
He needed to make sure that she wouldn’t think of him as her husband. He maintained his firm grip on her body, reminding her of where she was.
"Ahn.. s-sorry, Savior, I didn’t know that... ahnn, ahn.. So please punish me for saying that.." Her hand movements went faster, stroking his thick shaft with a sudden surge of nervous energy.
"It’s okay, it’s your first time. It’s normal for a newbie like you to make a mistake, so how about you tell me about your husband?" Owen already knew the identity of the MILF in his care now... she was one of those MILFs who greatly loved her spouse, making it harder for her to get tamed.
"Ahn.. ahnn, is it okay to bring up my husband, Savior... I don’t want to make a mistake again.." She paused her stroke for a brief second, looking up toward his covered face with a hesitant expression.
"You won’t make a mistake; just tell me about your husband." Owen needed to move into reverse; it was time for him to stimulate the mind of the MILF first. He needed to take control of her weakness to make his taming easier.
Well, with his divine cock, it was easy for him to pass through that barrier, but it wasn’t as fun.
"Ahnn, okay... hehe, I know that I need baptism, but I love my husband. He works hard for me every day, and he gives me the love that I desire.." She couldn’t control her mouth from spouting about the man of her life.
"That’s good, but how about you tell me why you joined the festival?" Owen asked, his fingers gently tracing small circles over her sensitive skin to keep her focus divided.
"Ahn, uhmm... just like what I said, Savior, my husband is only a meager size. I love him, but I’m a woman too.." She lowered her head, feeling a sudden wave of embarrassment wash over her face.
"Yes, you are a woman. However, isn’t it better to control yourself than let it take over and go along with others?" He pressed her body a bit closer to his chest, making sure she felt his overwhelming presence.
"Ahnn.. Savior, it’s not like that. It’s not called cheating, and I’m not betraying my husband because you are the Savior. It’s impossible to cheat when you are the existence of a true divine.." Her tone was mixed with reverence and sincerity, completely convinced of her own logic.
’What a twisted thought. Of course, you won’t think that much.’ Owen knew the beliefs of the women in the village about the festival.
The festival was made for them to relieve their pent-up feelings without their husbands knowing what kind of deed they were doing—a kinda weird norm in the village that didn’t exist in the game, but was shoved right in behind his ass after the old woman appeared.
To make it easier, those women were using the word "Savior" to let their sex drive and libido go wild... and it was their choice to come and join the festival.
"How is that possible, my devotee? You are moaning so hard from my fingers.." Owen inserted his finger into her soaked wet pussy, forcing her to bend her back into a steep curve.
"Ahnn.. ahnn, but my husband is loving and caring. It’s the festival, so it’s not counted.. ahnn. ahnn!" Her hand went faster, stroking the girth with fiercer pressure; she couldn’t lose to the Savior.
"Yes, it’s not counted..." Owen used a sarcastic tone, but that wasn’t her focus because she could feel a strange hotness in her pussy.
"Ahnn... ahn.. what is this...? My pussy is burning hot! Ahnn! Ahnn! Nghnnn!!"
Squirt! Squirt!! Squirt!
She couldn’t control her body; it was her first time experiencing a squirt in all her years of living in the village. Her knees buckled beneath her as the continuous pulses shook her frame.
Plap.. plap.. plap.
"This is your love juices and pent-up feelings, my devotee. I know it’s your first time experiencing such a heavenly feeling."
Owen tapped her plump pearl, forcing the squirt to sprinkle around the bed. The wet drops scattered across the sheets as she tried to catch her breath.
"Ahnn, it’s new.." She couldn’t believe that she had a hidden talent like this buried deep within her.
"Of course it’s new for you; your husband can’t make you feel this good." He leaned down, speaking right next to her ear in a low, teasing voice.
"Ahn, don’t say that about my husband, Savior... he is hardworking and loving!" She pushed him away, insulted that her husband was being talked badly about behind his back.
She adjusted her sitting position, trying to put a small distance between them on the mattress.
"What a loving wife. How about we make a bet?" Owen wanted to have his fun with a MILF like this one; it was more fun to play his part while at the same time enjoying the moment with a strong-willed MILF.
"What kind of bet?.." She was curious about the proposal of the Savior, her eyes blinking as she tried to calm her frantic breathing.
"You pushed me away and now you’re acting like that... bold of you to switch like that, my devotee.." He chuckled quietly, showing no anger at her sudden push.
"Ahn, sorry... it’s because I love my husband. I can’t betray him like that... sorry, Savior." She lowered her hands into her lap, feeling guilty for reacting so strongly against the divine figure before her.