Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 785: Jealous Marina 2

With a rough groan, I erupted, the first hot spurt of cum splattering across her cheek. Marina moaned, her tongue darting out to catch the next rope as it landed on her lips. Ema whined, her mouth still working my balls as she watched my cum paint Marina’s face.

“Good girl,” I panted, my cock twitching as the last drops dripped onto Marina’s chin.

She licked her lips, her eyes dark with satisfaction as she turned to Ema. “Now you clean the rest,” she ordered, her voice dripping with dominance.

Ema didn’t hesitate. She crawled forward, her tongue swiping up the trails of cum on Marina’s face, her moans growing desperate as she licked her clean.

Marina smirked, her fingers carding through Ema’s hair. “Such a good slut,” she purred. “But remember…” She gripped Ema’s chin, forcing her to meet her gaze. “You share. You don’t steal.”

I lunged forward, my hands gripping Marina’s hips with bruising force as I flipped her onto the bed. She let out a surprised yelp as I spread her legs wide, her asshole clenching under my gaze—glistening, used, and still dripping from earlier. I leaned in, inhaling deeply, the musky, earthy scent of her filling my lungs.

“You asshole is even more stinky,” I growled, my voice thick with dark amusement. “Filthy girl.”

Marina’s lips curled into a wicked smirk as she twisted around, her thighs squeezing my head as she lowered herself onto my face. “Then I’ll stink you to death,” she purred, her voice dripping with challenge.

The moment Marina’s asshole pressed against my face, the overpowering stench hit me like a fucking wall—thick, musky, and so goddamn rank it made my cock twitch.

It wasn’t just the scent of sex; it was days of sweat, the tang of her pussy juices, the raw, animalic musk of a woman who knew exactly how filthy she was.

My nose wrinkled for half a second before I fucking dove in, my tongue already flat and hungry against her puckered hole.

“Mmm, that’s right,” Marina moaned, her voice dripping with smug satisfaction as she ground her ass against my face. “Smell that, husband? That’s your wife’s ass. The one you love so much.”

I groaned, my hands digging into her thighs as I spread her cheeks wider, my nose burying itself in the stinking heat of her.

The edge of her asshole rubbed against my lips, the slick, dirty taste of her flooding my mouth. “Fuck, you’re disgusting,” I growled, but my tongue was already pushing inside, fucking her like a starved animal.

“Oh, you love it,” she taunted, her hips rolling as she smeared her asshole all over my face. “Admit it. You live for this filthy hole.”

I mumbled something incoherent against her skin, my nose pressing into the soft, stinking flesh of her ass as my tongue speared deeper. The musky, salty taste of her filled my mouth, her sweat and cum coating my lips. I could hear the wet, sloppy sounds of my tongue fucking her, the obscene squelching of her tight ring around me.

“That’s it,” she panted, her fingers tangling in my hair as she fucked my face. “Get in there. Taste me. Breathe me.”

I growled, my nose grinding against her dirty hole, my tongue swirling inside her. The stench was intoxicating, the taste even better. I could feel her asshole pulsing around my tongue, her body trembling as she ground herself against me.

“You’re such a good boy,” she cooed, her voice breathy and filthy. “My perfect little ass-licker.”

I twisted my tongue inside her, and she gasped, her hips jerking as she pushed herself harder against my face. “Fuck—! Right there—!ngh—! I’m gonna—!”

Her moans turned desperate, her body tensing as she rode my face. I could feel her getting closer, her asshole clenching around my tongue. “You’re gonna what?” I mumbled, my lips muffled against her skin.

“I’m gonna piss,” she whimpered, her voice shaking. “I can’t—ah—I can’t hold it—!”

I didn’t stop. I fucked her asshole harder, my tongue buried deep as I groaned against her. “Do it,” I snarled. “Piss on my face, you filthy slut.”

Marina whined, her body shuddering as the first hot stream of her piss splashed across my cheek. “Oh god—!” she cried, her bladder emptying all over me, the warm, salty liquid soaking my face, dripping into my mouth.

I didn’t pull away. I kept licking, my tongue still buried in her ass as her piss painted my skin. The mixed scents of her ass, her piss, and her sweat filled my nose, and I fucking loved it.

“Good boy,” she panted, her body sagging as the last drops dripped onto my lips. “Such a good boy for your wife.”

I pulled back, my face glistening with her filth, my lips slick with her piss and ass. “Fuck,” I growled, my cock throbbing as I wiped my face with the back of my hand.

Marina grinned, her eyes dark with satisfaction. “Now that’s how you worship a wife’s ass,” she purred, her fingers trailing down my chest. “But we’re not done yet.”

She turned, her ass still dripping, and crawled toward Ema, who was still sprawled on the bed, her legs spread, her pussy glistening.

Marina’s voice dripped with dark promise as she turned her attention to Ema, her fingers already curling around the other girl’s throat. “Your turn, slut,” she growled, her voice sending shivers down my spine. “Let’s see how well you take what’s coming.”

Before Ema could react, Marina shoved her onto the bed, forcing her into a perfect doggy position. Ema’s ass was round and trembling, her pussy still dripping from earlier, her asshole twitching in anticipation. Marina didn’t hesitate—she dropped into position beside her, her own ass raised in the air, her pussy glistening with need.

I didn’t waste a second.

Gripping my throbbing cock, I lined up with Marina’s tight asshole—still slick from her own juices and the filth of her earlier orgasm. She gasped as I pressed the head against her, but before she could react, I slammed forward, burying myself in one brutal thrust.

“FUCK—!” Marina screamed, her back arching as her asshole stretched obscenely around my cock. “Oh god—! It’s—ngh—it’s too much—!”

I didn’t stop. I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her skin as I pounded into her, my balls slapping against her dripping pussy. The wet, slapping sounds of my cock destroying her ass filled the room, her moans turning desperate as she tried to take every inch.

“You love it,” I growled, my voice rough as I twisted her nipple ring, making her scream. “Your filthy ass was made for my cock.”

“Yes—!” she sobbed, her body trembling as I fucked her harder. “I—I love it—! But—ah!—Ema—!”

I followed her gaze to where Ema was watching, her fingers clutching the sheets, her pussy dripping with need. “You want her?” I snarled, my hips snapping forward as I buried myself in Marina’s ass.

“Y-Yes—!” Marina whimpered, her voice breaking. “I want her to watch—! To learn—!”

I grinned, my hand reaching for Ema, yanking her closer. “Then watch,” I ordered, my voice dark. “Watch how your Mistress takes my cock in her ass—!”

Ema whined, her eyes wide as she crawled closer, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. “Please, Master—” she begged, her voice trembling. “Let me help—!”

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