Chapter 251 - 252: Pretty Good For Lubricant...
"O-oh..."
"Yes, so don’t worry, Lady."
*Damn, should I move now and fuck her in the forest? That’s gotta be wild.* Quinn didn’t expect that she was having her own intense delusions too.
Is she craving a strong man as well? Obviously, it was related to her unsatisfied bar...
"Then, please help me out..." She was too shy to even take a direct look now, keeping her eyes fixed downward... as she felt deeply ashamed that she was thinking such bad thoughts about a good man.
"Then, I will help you scrub away the acid; it’s completely useless if we don’t remove it right now..." Quinn kneeled directly in front of her.
He could smell her unique fragrance and her expensive perfume... at least there was no lingering bad smell on the acid that was working away on her clothes and fabric.
’This tentacle slime is actually pretty good for lubricant... hehe, should I buy another slave orb to tame these tentacles?’ Quinn wanted to try it out; those little lads were surprisingly useful in some ways.
"Ahnn... don’t touch that specific part..." Sasha moaned softly as Quinn touched her narrow waist, slowly pinching her plump flesh and massaging her luscious MILF bust.
"Just hold your voice in, Lady; we need to properly help you out here." Quinn smiled wickedly as he found her weak spots as easily as picking up a pen.
"Ahn... but your hands, don’t... I’m extremely sensitive there... ahn." Her feet squirmed against the dirt as she wanted to stop these actions right now, but she simply couldn’t risk leaving acid on her private parts like that.
"Ohh, this part is where the acid formed in a heavy cluster, Lady..." Quinn fully gropped her plump tits, which were practically bursting out at her side...
"Ahn! I can do it myself... just stop what you are doing..." She moaned loudly again, her womanly instincts screaming to let go... but she was not a slut, and she was a strictly married woman.
"But we need to move fast now, Lady. We don’t know what kind of tactics those tentacles are plotting right now. It’s dangerous, so just let me do the task..." Quinn deliberately released his hidden aura to entice the tentacles to move closer... it was best to make the extras do their part.
’Heh, let’s see if you can still hold your pussy back now, Sasha.’ Quinn had already used his magical squirting touch many times to intensely stimulate her pussy. It wasn’t a bad idea to have another fine fuck buddy, right?
"Ahnn... ahnn, you are doing it completely incorrectly! Stop groping my... breast..." She could feel that Quinn was brazenly touching her body while pretending to remove the acid.
"Of course it’s necessary! How can I remove the slime if you won’t let me touch your body, Lady? Also, I’m helping myself here too... I don’t want some stray tentacles in my butt..." Quinn joked to himself out loud to divert her flustered attention...
"Ahnn, then just move faster..."
"Okay... then how about here? The slime here has also piled up." Quinn touched her inner wrist, scooping away another thick layer of slime...
"Ahnn, ahnn... don’t do that there."
"How could you say that, Lady? Your body desperately needs help, so just relax and let me do the work."
Quinn threw another handful of slimy acid to the ground.
He had already completely lost count of how many times he had used the squirting touch... every single time he touched and pinched her sensitive flesh, he activated the skill.
’Why is my body heating up so fast? Ahnn, it’s not just my imagination.’ She was thinking about the strange, burning hot feeling surging inside her pussy, making her desperately want to spread her legs wide.
’No, this isn’t normal... but I can’t control it. Also, I’m a married woman... I can’t afford to think about such a bad deed!’ She desperately convinced herself... while holding onto her dear morality for life.
"Hoohh, it’s finally done, Lady. You can wear the clothes now..." Quinn wiped his forehead dramatically after marking her entire body with his touch... now it was only a matter of time.
’This MILF has impressive self-control. Maybe her husband works overtime every single night to make her feel some kind of intense feeling to quench her womanly side.’ Quinn thought to himself. Her resistance bar was lower, so it must be because of her husband’s constant efforts.
"Thankfully..." She sighed with great, heavy relief as she caught herself thinking even more lewd stuff now... The body of the man right in front of her was so amazingly muscular. Maybe he could easily lift her heavy body up while doing the deed... that was what she secretly thought.
"Take my clothes, Lady..." Quinn handed his large upper shirt to her...
"Uhh, can you turn around and look away?" Of course she couldn’t just accept the clothes and strip down while he was directly staring!
"Ahh, my bad... with pleasure..." Quinn turned his head away, while looking at the surrounding tentacles in the distance with great respect.
*A good effort, lads... it’s a great mission accomplished today.*
"Don’t look back yet... I’m still changing..." Sasha touched her own pussy through the fabric, gasping as she could feel it dripping heavily with her own love juices!
She observed in utter shock how a mature woman like her could produce such an absurd amount of juices when her husband never stopped plowing her every single night without fail.
Sasha was completely satisfied with her husband, even if he was only 3 inches long. Her libido as a woman was always set to total satisfaction for him.
There was no helping it; it was what god gave him, so she must never complain. It was a divine gift, and that was that...
Yet, as she pulled Quinn’s shirt over her bare chest, the deep, overwhelming scent of his masculine sweat hit her nostrils, sending another sharp wave of arousal straight down to her dripping core.
She gripped the fabric tightly, her mind completely racing as she struggled to keep her composure in front of the young man standing just a step away.