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

550  Mother And Daughter

"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"

Bella sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing out as she drew him deeper, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat, making her gag slightly, but she didn't relent. Her saliva coated him, making wet, lewd sounds as she moved up and down his length.

"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"

She used her hand to stroke the base, coordinating her movements so that every inch of him was stimulated. Her other hand cupped his balls, massaging them gently, then with increasing pressure, as if coaxing out more of his pleasure.

"Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~"

Her eyes never left his, conveying a mix of defiance and submission, her pupils dilated with lust.

She pulled back for a moment, her tongue flicking over his tip, collecting the pre-cum that had gathered there, before plunging back down with a moan that vibrated around his shaft.

"Mmph!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"

She was relentless, her blowjob a wild, dirty display of her own arousal, her actions both an attempt to please and a claiming of her own desire.

"Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Mmmph!♡~"

Kafka watched, entranced by her performance, the sensation of her mouth, warm and wet, enveloping him, was driving him towards another peak.

Her enthusiasm, the wild look in her eyes, it all fed into the moment, making it raw, animalistic, a perfect blend of domination and surrender.

"Mmmph!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~"

Camila, stirred by the vulgar noises piercing through her post-coital haze, opened her eyes to a sight that shocked her to the core.

There was Bella, her own daughter, on her knees, giving Kafka a blowjob with such fervor and dirtiness that it left Camila flustered and speechless. The scene was so raw, so unlike the sweet, innocent girl she knew, that it took her a moment to process what she was seeing.

"Slurp!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Nnn! ♡~"

Bella's actions were uninhibited, her head bobbing with a wild abandon, her eyes locked onto Kafka's with a look of lust that Camila had never imagined seeing on her daughter's face.

There was an undeniable sluttiness to Bella's demeanor, her lips stretched around Kafka's cock, saliva dripping down her chin, her hands working in tandem with her mouth.

Camila's mind raced with confusion and a strange mix of arousal and concern. 'How did my sweet, innocent girl turn into this?' She wondered, her gaze shifting between the debauched act before her and Kafka, who seemed to revel in Bella's enthusiasm.

But despite her shock, Camila couldn't help but feel a flush of heat spread through her own body, the sight stirring something primal within her.

Kafka, sensing Camila's gaze, turned his head slightly, a smirk forming on his lips as he caught her eyes.

"Look who's watching, Bella." He said, his voice thick with amusement and provocation, not missing a beat in the rhythm of Bella's antics.

Bella, without missing a stroke, glanced sideways towards her mother, her eyes meeting Camila's for a brief, electric moment.

There was a flicker of acknowledgment, a recognition of the situation's absurdity and intimacy, but instead of stopping or showing any sign of embarrassment, she returned her focus to Kafka's cock with renewed vigor.

"Ooooh!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"

The knowledge that her mother was watching seemed to spur Bella on, her actions becoming even more theatrical, her moans louder, her eyes occasionally flicking back to Camila with a challenge or perhaps an invitation in them.

"Nnn!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Mmmph!♡~ Ahh! ♡~"

She sucked harder, her movements more deliberate, as if she was performing for both Kafka and her mother, embracing the role of the wanton daughter with a boldness that was both shocking and undeniably arousing.

"Ahh!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Suck! ♡~"

Camila, still feeling the heat spread through her, was caught in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions—shock, arousal, and a strange pride in her daughter's newfound confidence, even if it was in such an unexpected and scandalous manner.

Kafka, with a mischievous smile, announced, "I'm about to cum again, Bella..." His voice laced with both warning and delight. "...Let's make it a sight your mother never forgets."

Without any further warning, just as the peak of his pleasure was about to overtake him, he thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock deep into Bella's throat.

"Splurt!♡~ Splish!♡~ Gloop!♡~ Sploosh!♡~"

He came with a force that made his body tense, his cum shooting directly into her, filling her mouth and throat.

"Squelch!♡~ Glug!♡~ Thwap!♡~ Squish!♡~"

Bella's eyes widened in shock and pleasure, the overwhelming sensation causing her to gag slightly as cum began to seep out from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin.

"Plop!♡~ Schlurp!♡~ Splat!♡~ Slosh!♡~"

The intensity of the moment, the raw claim of Kafka's act, triggered her own climax.

"Drip!♡~ Sploosh!♡~ Gloop!♡~ Splurt!♡~"

She squirted, her body convulsing with the dual sensations of her orgasm and the feeling of him emptying inside her, the liquid evidence of her pleasure pooling beneath her.

"Squish!♡~ Splish!♡~ Glug!♡~ Plop!♡~"

Camila watched this scene unfold with a mix of awe and disbelief. The sight of her daughter, so overtaken by lust and pleasure, was both shocking and oddly beautiful in its intensity.

She saw the transformation in Bella, from innocence to this moment of unbridled passion, and felt a complex swirl of emotions, witnessing an act that would indeed never fade from her memory. @@novelbin@@

Kafka then pulled his cock out of Bella's mouth with a wet pop, his length still impressively hard despite the climax. He chuckled, looking down at himself with a mix of amusement and pride.

"Looks like there's still more work to be done before this goes down." He remarked, his voice teasing yet filled with intent.

His gaze then shifted to Bella, who had slumped over to her mother's side, her body still trembling from her orgasm, and then to Camila, who met his eyes with a mix of shock and intrigue. An evil smile spread across his face as he surveyed them both.

"Well, it's a good thing I have a mother-daughter pair to help me out with that." He said, his tone dripping with salacious promise, the implication clear in his look and words.

Camila didn't even have the chance to fully process Kafka's words before she felt her legs being spread apart.

Spread!♡~

And before she could react, a soft yet heavy weight settled on top of her, and she immediately realized it was Bella, her daughter, who had been lazily placed over her by Kafka's directive.

Their bodies were pressed together, skin to skin, the warmth of their flesh mingling.

Camila's breasts, softer and more plump, brushed against Bella's, whose nipples were firm and showing signs of growth from the recent activities.

The sensation was intimate, their nipples touching, one set mature and robust, the other youthful and budding, creating a contrast that was both erotic and surreal.

What made the situation even more taboo was the way they were positioned; Camila could feel Bella's pussy directly on top of hers, their most intimate parts pressed together, her pussy that still had a tuft of hair pressing against her daughter wet cunt that had just been recently shaved and was scratching her own pussy.

The sensation was enthralling, the warmth and wetness of Bella's arousal mingling with her own, creating a slick, slippery contact that sent shivers through both of them.

Their clits, swollen with desire, were now in direct contact, Bella's youthful firmness rubbing against Camila's more experienced sensitivity.

Each subtle movement caused their clits to brush against each other, sending jolts of pleasure through Camila. The fluids from their arousal mixed, creating a storm of sensations, their pussies grinding together in a dance of forbidden intimacy.

The taboo of the act, the mixing of their fluids, the intimate clash of their most sensitive parts, painted a vivid picture of a mother and daughter bound by more than just blood, now connected in the most primal way.

Kafka sat between them, his gaze taking in the sight with an appreciative eye, a smile curling his lips. "Look at how beautiful you both are like this." He remarked, his voice a mix of lust and admiration. "I can't help but think of anything else I'd rather be admiring."

His words seemed to pull Bella from her daze, her eyes snapping open, awareness flooding back as she realized the position she was in with her mother. Her cheeks instantly flushed a deep red, the blush spreading down her neck as she locked eyes with Camila.

Camila, feeling the weight and warmth of her daughter, met Bella's gaze, and the realization of what they were doing caused a similar flush to color her cheeks. The intimacy of their connection, now acknowledged, made the moment even more charged.

Both mother and daughter were engulfed in a wave of embarrassment and arousal, their bodies reacting to the taboo nature of their position, their eyes conveying a mix of shock, desire, and a silent question about what would happen next.

Kafka, with a wicked grin, positioned himself so that his still-hard cock rubbed against both Camila's and Bella's pussies, the slickness of their arousal easing his movements.

"I want to fuck you both so hard, you know." He growled, his voice thick with desire and mischief. "But with this being so taboo, I'm not sure if I should continue."

His words, spoken in such a teasing, almost taunting manner, caught both women off guard. They'd been braced for the continuation of their shared debauchery, not for this hesitation. Their surprise was palpable, their bodies tense with anticipation.

Noticing their reactions, Kafka's smile broadened.

"Of course, if I hear from the people involved that they want me to proceed...Then..." He added, his tone dripping with mock innocence, his cock still teasingly rubbing against them.

Both Camila and Bella shot him a glare, their expressions a mix of exasperation and lust.

The way he had brought them to this point only to tease them with the possibility of stopping was infuriating, especially after he had orchestrated this scandalous scene.

And then at the same time, both of them couldn't help but chuckle, shaking their heads at Kafka's teasing nature, yet they both recognized it as one of the reasons they had fallen for him.

With a shared, knowing look, a bright smile passed between them, an acknowledgment of the absurdity and the intimacy of the moment.

Without a word, they each reached down, their hands finding their own pussies, spreading themselves open in an invitation that was both bold and dirty.

"Fuck us, Kafka!♡~"

Camila purred, her voice heavy with lust.

"Fill our pussies, make a mess inside us, Daddy!♡~"

Bella added, her tone equally provocative, her eyes shining with a mix of defiance and desire.

Kakfa simply smiled at this sight, thanking the gods once again for bringing him into this wonderful world...

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