God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

549  Crawl To Me, Bella

Kafka began to finger fuck Camila's anus in rhythm with his thrusts, his fingers sliding in and out as he maintained a punishing pace with his cock.

"Look at how this tight little ass sucks my fingers in." He growled, his voice a symphony of lust and possessiveness. "It's like you can't get enough, Camila. So fucking dirty, watching your ass take my fingers like that."

"Ahhh!♡~ Stop!♡~ Mmph!♡~ You shouldn't!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Oooh!♡~"

Camila's moans were loud, a mix of shame and pleasure as she felt the dual invasion, her body responding with an intensity that betrayed her arousal. "Kafka!♡~ Ahhh!♡~" She gasped, her body rocking back against him, her anus clenching around his fingers, pulling them deeper with each thrust.

"Nooo!♡~ Don't!♡~ Suck!♡~ You naughty thing!♡~ Mmmph!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"

"You're loving this, aren't you?" He taunted, his fingers twisting inside her, stretching her further. "Your ass is practically begging for more, so greedy, so filthy. You look so good with my fingers buried in you, Camila. So fucking owned."

"Ooooh!♡~ Mmmmmm!♡~ Aaaah!♡~ Ughhhh!♡~ Nnnnn!"

Kafka's teasing words, combined with the physical sensations, was driving Camila towards the edge. Each word painted a picture of depravity that she found herself craving, her body reacting with a visceral need that matched his own.

"Aaaah!♡~ Ooooh!♡~ Mmmmm!♡~ Unghhh!♡~ Nnnmmm!"

Kafka, driven by his own need to hear her confession of pleasure, grabbed Camila's head from behind, tilting it back so she was forced to meet his gaze.

His fingers continued their relentless work in her ass while his hips thrust forward, filling her completely.

"Tell me, Camila." He demanded, his voice a mix of command and desire. "How do you feel right now? Tell me how good it feels to be fucked and fingered like this."

"Mmmm!♡~ Aaaah!♡~ Ooooh!♡~ Unghhh!♡~ Nnnmm!"

Camila's eyes, wide and filled with a mix of lust and submission, locked onto his. Her voice was shaky, laced with the raw edge of her arousal.

"Kafka, it feels!♡~...It feels so fucking good!♡~" She admitted, her words spilling out between moans. "Your fingers...in my ass, your cock stretching me...I feel so possessed, so dirty, so full. I love how you're making me feel like your little slut, like I'm just here for your pleasure!♡~"

Her words, dirty and laden with her own lust, seemed to fuel his passion even more.

His grip on her hair tightened, his movements becoming more insistent, as if her confession had unlocked another level of desire in him. "Keep talking, Camila." He said, his eyes dark with want. "I want to hear how much you love being my filthy little toy."

Camila's breath hitched, her body trembling under the intensity of his gaze and the relentless pleasure he was giving her.

"I love it, Kafka!♡~" She gasped out, her voice a sultry confession. "I love how you claim me, how you make me feel like I'm just a vessel for your pleasure. Ahhh!♡~ Every thrust, every finger, it's like you're marking me from the inside out. Hnn!♡~"

"Ohhh!♡~ Mmmh!♡~ Aaaah!♡~ Ughhh!♡~ Nnnmmm!♡~"

Her words were punctuated by her moans, her body moving in sync with his, her hips pushing back to meet his thrusts, her anus clenching around his fingers with each confession.

"I want more, I want to feel you deeper, to be so full of you that I can't think of anything else!♡~" She continued, her voice breaking with desire. "You make me feel so...so used, so perfect for you!♡~"

The raw honesty in Camila's eyes, combined with her dirty confessions, pushed Kafka to the brink. He couldn't handle the intensity of her gaze, the truth of her words fueling his own primal need.

Gripping her ass with both hands, he pulled her back onto him with a ferocity that spoke of his impending release.

"I'm going to fill you up again!" He growled, his voice thick with lust and possession. "You're going to take every drop, Camila, because you're mine to breed, mine to fuck until I'm empty."

"Mmm!♡~ Ohhh!♡~ Aaaah!♡~ Uhhhh!♡~ Nnnn!' @@novelbin@@

Camila's moans turned into cries of pleasure, her body responding to his words, his actions, with an intensity that matched his own. "Yes, yes, Kafka, fill me, mark me!♡~ Fill me up with your baby seed!♡~" She begged, her voice a desperate plea for more.

And then with one final, deep thrust, Kafka felt his climax overtake him, his body tensing as he released deep inside her, his voice a guttural groan of satisfaction.

"Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~"

"Take it all, you filthy, beautiful thing!" He said, his grip on her ass bruising as he held her against him, ensuring every drop of his cum stayed inside her.

"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"

As Kafka's climax surged through him, Camila felt the warmth of his load filling her, the sensation so intense it seemed to reach her very womb.

Her eyes rolled back, her face contorted in an expression of pure ecstasy, as if she had transcended into a state of nirvana. Her body quivered with the overwhelming pleasure, her cries echoing in the room.

"Thwap!♡~ Schlurp!♡~ Squish!♡~ Sploosh!♡~"

When Kafka finally pulled his cock out, a rush of his cum followed, flowing from her pussy, evidence to their intense union.

Camila slumped to the side, her body heavy with exhaustion, her breathing ragged as she tried to come down from the high.

Her pussy continued to throb, pulses of aftershock running through her, each one a reminder of the depth of their connection and the intensity of the pleasure they had shared.

But even though Camila looked like she was absolutely done for, Kafka's cock was still rock hard, his spirit undiminished, yearning for more.

However, he knew better than to push her any further in her current state. As he contemplated what to do with his throbbing erection, an evil smile slowly formed on his lips as a thought crossed his mind.

Getting off the bed, he walked towards the door, his steps purposeful.

And upon opening it, he was met with a sight that confirmed his suspicions—Bella, her body slumped against the frame, her eyes clouded with a dazed look of arousal.

She was lying in a small, glistening pool of her own love juice, her thighs slick and parted, evidence of her own climax that had evidently come from eavesdropping on the intense session inside.

Kafka's grin turned predatory as he surveyed the scene before him. "Well, well, looks like someone couldn't help but listen in." He remarked, his voice low and thick with lust.

His eyes roamed over Bella's flushed body, taking in her hardened nipples visible through her shirt, the way her chest heaved with ragged breaths, and the unmistakable scent of her arousal filling the air.

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His cock twitched, eager to claim another participant in this night of debauchery.

Bella herself gulped, her throat dry from the shock of being caught, her eyes wide as they locked onto Kafka's rock-hard penis, which seemed to loom before her like an intimidating monument.

The sight alone made her heart race, her body still tingling from her own release.

Seeing the mixture of fear and desire on her face, Kafka chuckled, a sound both teasing and dark. "Do you want a taste, Bella?" He asked, his voice a sultry invitation.

Bella, caught in the web of her own arousal and curiosity, nodded her head, her lips parting slightly as she leaned forward, intending to take him into her mouth.

But to her surprise, Kafka pulled back, just out of reach, his cock bobbing slightly with movement.

"If you want it, you'll have to follow it on your knees." He instructed, a wicked gleam in his eyes as he began to slowly walk backward into the room.

Bella hesitated for only a moment before her desire won out.

She got onto her knees, her eyes never leaving his erection, and began to crawl towards him, her movements slow yet driven by an undeniable hunger.

She moved with a mix of hesitation and eagerness, her body low to the ground, her knees shuffling across the floor.

Her hands pressed into the carpet, supporting her as she crawled forward like a dog in heat, her eyes fixated on Kafka's impressive erection.

Her breasts swayed with each movement, her nipples brushing against the fabric of her shirt, adding to her arousal. Her ass, still slightly wet from her earlier climax, was on full display, swaying provocatively with each crawl.

Kafka watched this display with a mix of amusement and lust, his steps backward measured, leading her on a slow, sensual chase.

His cock stood out, a beacon for her desires, each step he took a tease, a promise of what awaited her. The sight of Bella, submissive yet eager, was intoxicating, her body language speaking volumes of her need.

They moved like this until Kafka reached the bed, where got on top of it and sat back against the frame, his legs spread, his cock still rigid and glistening with the remnants of his previous activities. Camila lay beside him, her body recovering from their earlier encounter, her breathing steady, her eyes closed in exhaustion.

Bella, now at the foot of the bed, didn't stop.

She continued her crawl, her gaze locked on her target, her lips slightly parted in anticipation.

Her body was a storm of desire, her movements both graceful and primal, her eyes filled with a hunger that Kafka found utterly captivating.

And finally, as she reached him, she paused, her face inches from his cock, her breath hot against his skin, her position one of complete submission, ready to serve and to take whatever pleasure or command he would offer next.

Kafka, seeing the wild look in Bella's eyes, a mix of hunger and submission, gave her a nod of permission, his voice low and commanding. "Go on, do what you want." He urged, his tone both a challenge and an invitation, like he was commanding a dog to eat it's food.

Bella didn't need to be told twice.

With a desperate eagerness, she opened her mouth wide, taking his cock deep into her throat in one swift motion.

"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"

Her lips sealed around him, her tongue sliding along the underside of his shaft, tasting the mix of him and her mother's arousal.

"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"

And then, she began to bob her head with a fervor that bordered on the obscene, her eyes locked onto his, wild with desire and the thrill of this taboo act...

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