Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

As I looked out the glass, I saw the sun beginning to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the city. The sight was a stark contrast to the debauched, intense encounter unfolding in my office.

Paige and Margaret were like animals in heat, their bodies writhing and grinding against each other as they pulled and twisted each other's tits, their hands slapping against each other's pussies with sharp, stinging sounds.

"Fuck, look at you two," I growled, my voice thick with lust as I watched them pleasure each other, their bodies shaking with desire. "You're both so fucking hot, so fucking dirty. You can't get enough, can you?"

They moaned and whimpered in response, their bodies trembling with the intensity of their arousal. I continued to fuck them, my cock filling their pussies and asses again and again, my cum leaking out of their bodies and coating my cock in a thick, wet mess.

Finally, after what felt like hours of intense, debauched fucking, I pulled my cock out of Paige's pussy, the cock glistening with a mix of our combined juices.

I looked down at the two of them, their bodies flushed and trembling with exhaustion and pleasure, and I commanded, "Lick it clean. Both of you. I want to see you lick every last drop of our cum off my cock."

Paige and Margaret exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with a mix of lust and submission. They moved eagerly towards my cock, their tongues snaking out to lick the messy shaft.

I groaned, my body trembling with pleasure as I watched them work together to clean my cock, their tongues tracing every vein and ridge, licking up every last drop of our combined cum.

The sight of them on their knees, their tongues working in tandem to clean my cock, was almost too much to bear. I could feel my body tensing, my breath coming in quick, desperate gasps as I chased one final, intense orgasm.

After our intense and debauched encounter, I led Paige and Margaret to the washroom attached to my office. The shower was spacious, with multiple heads and plenty of room for all of us. We stepped in, the warm water cascading over our bodies, washing away the sweat and fluids from our passionate fucking.

I took my time, gently cleaning Paige and Margaret, my hands roaming over their bodies with a tender, caring touch. They leaned into me, their bodies relaxing under the warm spray and my gentle ministrations. I could see the satisfaction and contentment in their eyes, the intense pleasure we had shared still lingering in their gazes.

After our shower and changing into the new clothes I had bought for them from the SUDIX Store, we were all fully dressed and ready to face whatever came next. As the night approached, there was a knock at the door. Margaret, now dressed in an elegant yet casual outfit, walked over and opened it.

Standing in the doorway were Jessica, Julie, Karen, and Elizabeth. They looked around the room, their eyes taking in the scene before them. The wet marks on the floor, the discarded clothes that Paige had stripped out of earlier, and the flush in our cheeks were clear indicators of what had transpired.

Jessica was the first to break the silence, a playful smirk spreading across her face. "Well, well, well," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "Looks like we missed quite the party."

Julie chimed in, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I must say, the evidence is rather... compelling." She gestured to the discarded clothes and the wet marks, her laughter filling the room.@@novelbin@@

After the playful banter and teasing, the group decided it was time to call it a night. We gathered our things, still laughing and chatting as we made our way out of the office and headed home. The drive was filled with easy conversation and shared smiles, the comfortable camaraderie of our group evident in every exchange.

As we entered the house, the warm, inviting scent of dinner cooking greeted us. Stella was in the kitchen, her hands busy preparing the meal. When she saw me, her face lit up with a genuine smile. "Master, you're back," she said, her voice filled with warmth and affection.

I walked over to her, leaning down to kiss her softly on the cheek. "Yes, I'm back," I said, my voice gentle yet firm. "And it smells amazing in here. What are you cooking?"

Stella's cheeks flushed slightly with pleasure at the compliment. "I'm making your favorite—a hearty stew with fresh bread. I thought it would be perfect for a cozy night in."

The others began to filter into the kitchen, drawn by the delicious aroma. Margaret, Paige, Jessica, Julie, Karen, and Elizabeth all greeted Stella warmly, their voices blending together in a chorus of appreciation and hunger. Find more chapters on My Virtual Library Empire

"Stella, this smells incredible," Margaret said, her eyes shining with anticipation.

Paige nodded in agreement, her stomach rumbling audibly. "I can't wait to dig in. It's been a long day, and this is exactly what we need."

Stella beamed at the praise, her hands never stopping their efficient dance around the kitchen. "I'm glad you all think so. Dinner will be ready in just a few minutes. Why don't you all get comfortable in the dining room, and I'll bring everything out?"

The group moved to the dining room, the sound of chairs scraping and friendly chatter filling the air. I stayed behind for a moment, watching Stella as she worked. Her movements were graceful and confident, a testament to her skill and dedication.

"Stella," I said softly, my voice filled with appreciation. "You always take such good care of us. Thank you."

Stella looked up at me, her eyes shining with emotion. "It's my pleasure, Master. Taking care of you and the others is what makes me happy."

I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through me at her words. "And we're lucky to have you."

After we finished having dinner, the group dispersed to various parts of the house, leaving me to enjoy a moment of quiet in the living room. Just as I was about to settle in, my phone rang. I glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Adam. I answered the call, his voice coming through clear and respectful.

"Master, it's me, your servant Adam," he said, his tone serious and focused.

"Adam, what is it?" I asked, my voice steady and commanding.

Adam replied promptly, "Master, the meeting that you asked for has been arranged. It is tomorrow evening, and the people will meet you at the designated location. I have already sent you the details, Master."

I nodded, even though he couldn't see me, satisfied with his efficiency. "Good job, Adam"