Chapter 276 - 279: Natasha 2
"It’s not a normal cock, Natasha. I will do it. Remove your blouse and press your tits."
"What are you going to do? I don’t think it’s appropriate to use my breasts..."
"Heh, you don’t know real pleasure yet, Natasha. Enough with your questions and follow my orders. It’s a titty fuck."
"T-titty fuck...? That’s kinda obscene to say such words..."
"Heh, it is... now remove them, let me do the cooking."
Natasha removed her blouse, placing it gently in the corner that was clean.
"Now move your back up and down while pressing the cock harder. The stimulation will be much better compared to a handjob."
"Okay..." Natasha followed the orders and went accordingly to his orders.
"Ahh, yes, that’s it... you are really wonderful at doing this. Ohh! Yes... that’s it, press them harder, Natasha!" Quinn thrust his cock deeper, almost touching her lips.
’It smells so manly, I can’t get enough of this... ohh, I’m going crazy with this amount of stimulation.’ Natasha’s mind went to the top, thinking about the things going on near her body.
What would happen to her when the whole thing went inside? Would she moan loud like a slut? That was gotta be the wildest deed in her life.
"You are doing great, Natasha. I’m about to cum!" Quinn couldn’t control his seeds as they were about to unleash with all their might!
Spurt! Spurt! Spurtt!
Thick milky white cum spurted, soaking her face and her melons.
"Ahh, that’s a perfect cum for today. Hooh, you are not bad when it comes to a titty fuck, Natasha." Quinn arranged the mess on her face, the hair that was trapped because of the semen.
"Gulp... gulp... lick... I’m going to clean them..." She hurriedly licked the cum without his orders; it was the greatest opportunity for her to taste the real deal!
"What a greedy MILF, but I won’t say no to that. Clean your face, suck all the seeds that are on your face." Quinn observed how lewdly she made her move, sucking and slurping the semen with her lewd movements.
’I’m not gonna ask for a blowjob now. Heh, I want to do all the deeds before my brother notices something fishy.’ Quinn wanted to laugh at that pathetic brother of his. What kind of face was he going to make after he saw that his mother was sucking and drinking his seeds like a divine thing?
"Don’t ever waste it, Natasha. Wasting my seed is a sin, so don’t ever try." Quinn’s hands had already drifted, finding their place on her nipples.
"Ngnn, don’t pinch them like that... ahn, I’m so sensitive right now, Quinn... also, I’m busy cleaning your semen." She protested, but he didn’t follow at all, even twisting her nipples, which made her feet scrunch.
"Heh, look at your desperation, Natasha. You are not fit to become a mother. You are my slut, are you okay with that?"
"Nghn... Ngnn... ahnn, don’t do that... I’m not a slut... and I love my son, I’m doing this because of the feeling inside me."
"Is that so? Then are you okay if I pull out and go back to the living room right now?" Quinn retracted his cock that was pressed against her tits.
"N-no, don’t go... we didn’t finish the business yet. I need to clean them more..." She pressed her tits tighter, refusing his attempt to move away.
"Look at you, and you don’t want to become my slut? Just say it, Natasha. It’s only play, so don’t take it seriously..." Quinn really wanted to have his way now. The couple might get suspicious if he didn’t come back for 10 minutes.
Well, 5 minutes was already a long time, but that was it. He couldn’t go away without claiming the prize.
’Maybe I can visit tomorrow without him noticing that I’m here while he’s doing his job.’ Quinn had so many things on his plate. He had Sasha, Brian’s wife named Sylph, and these two women.
’No, I will come after I’m done with Sasha. That MILF needs more training for me to order her to accept my offer to go to her home and have a session while her pathetic husband is sleeping soundly.’
"Ahnn... ahnn, I’m not a slut... but I will go along today, okay?"
"Hmm, not bad. Say it, you are my slut." Quinn finally captured another MILF; it was time for him to mark them.
’Heh, I guess I can infinitely reach the highest floor as long as I can fuck all the MILFs.’
"I-I’m a slut, I’m a slut of Quinn, the friend of my son... I want his cock."
Natasha swallowed the last drops of the thick fluid from her fingers, her throat making a loud gulping sound as she submitted completely to the demand. Her mature face was flushed bright red, a mixture of heavy sweat and sticky white mess coating her cheeks, chin, and heavy cleavage.
"Good girl, Natasha. I knew you would understand your place soon enough," Quinn praised her softly, reaching down to grab her chin firmly between his fingers. He pulled her face up, forcing her to look straight into his confident eyes.
"You see how simple it is when you stop fighting your true nature? Your body was practically begging for this the second I walked through that front door."
"Ahhn... yes, Quinn... my body felt so hot... I couldn’t stop thinking about you..." she admitted weakly, her hands still resting on her full, bare breasts, pressing them together out of habit now.
"Please... you won’t tell Dren, right? He thinks so highly of you... if he found out what his mother was doing in the bathroom with his friend..."
"Relax, Natasha. A good slut knows how to keep secrets, and I know how to reward loyalty," Quinn said with a subtle smirk, adjusting his pants and buttoning them back up.
"Dren won’t suspect a single thing. As long as you listen to me and follow my instructions whenever I come by, your quiet little life will stay completely peaceful."
She let out a long breath of relief, though her heart was still pounding wildly against her ribs. The lingering sensation between her thighs was still pulsing with heat, making it hard for her to even stand up properly on the slippery floor.
She reached for her blouse resting in the corner, trying to wipe her face before putting it back on.
"I need to clean up the mess on the floor and the door before anyone notices," Natasha whispered, her voice still trembling slightly as she grabbed a towel. "If Dren sees all this fluid... he’ll definitely ask questions."
"Then hurry up and clean it, Natasha. I’m heading back out to the living room first so we don’t look suspicious together," Quinn instructed, turning the lock on the door with a quiet click.
"Don’t take too long, or your daughter-in-law might come checking on you next."
"I-I understand, Quinn... I’ll do it..." she replied meekly, getting down on her knees to clean the evidence of her wild session.
The battle just begun and it’s time for her to take her cleaning job seriously.