Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 1176: Meeting Doctor Fumiko Again

Kasumi didn’t care that Tomiko was still in the room. She hugged me tightly, pressing her massive, soft tits right against my chest. Her motherly scent filled my nose as she held me close, her body warm and comforting.

”Jack... how can you say that?” she whispered emotionally, stroking my hair. ”We are family... and how can I see my precious son-in-law suffer? I would stay up every night for you... I’d do anything to make you feel better.”

As she hugged me, I felt her hard nipples poking through her thin nightie. My cock throbbed under the robe, remembering how I had just filled Haruna’s asshole with cum a few hours ago while Kasumi was supposedly watching over me.

Tomiko stood there awkwardly, shifting her weight from one sore leg to another. Fresh cum was probably still slowly leaking from her destroyed shithole into her panties as she watched her sister hug me so tightly. Her face was flushed deep red, thighs pressed together as she tried to hide how turned on and guilty she felt.

Through telepathy, Tomiko’s dirty thoughts leaked out again: [He doesn’t remember... good. But why does my shithole still throb so much...? I can still feel his thick cock stretching me... and now Kasumi is pressing her big tits on him... I want him again... I’m such a perverted Oba-san...]

Kasumi kept hugging me tightly, her massive, soft MILF tits squishing heavily against my chest as she kissed my forehead again and again with pure motherly love. She had no idea that just hours ago, her precious son had turned both her daughter Haruna and her own sister Tomiko into drooling, squirting, ass-farting cumdump whores.

I smiled weakly and said, ”Oka-san, I don’t remember anything... I guess it must have been the fever... but don’t worry, I am fine now.”

Kasumi shook her head, her voice full of concern as she stroked my hair. ”No... I haven’t seen a fever like that before. You were completely unconscious. I called your name so many times, but you didn’t respond at all... Let’s get you properly tested to be sure, okay?”

I nodded gently, pretending to be the good, innocent son so she wouldn’t worry. ”Okay, Oka-san... whatever you think is best.”

All the while, Tomiko stood there awkwardly, still limping slightly. Her thick thighs rubbed together as my thick load from last night slowly leaked out of her wrecked shithole into her panties. Through telepathy, her thoughts flooded my mind loud and clear:

[Sister really treats him like a son... hugging him so tightly with those huge tits... If only she knew I was screaming like a whore while her son pounded my asshole raw last night...]

Tomiko’s next thought was full of guilt and excitement: [Thank god I was here... otherwise Jack and Sister might have found something wrong with the tea... But why do I feel a bit disappointed...? ]

[As if... I want Jack to remember me... I want him to remember how I moaned like a broken toilet slut when he destroyed my shithole and made me squirt while pissing... I’m such a perverted older sister... My cunt is getting wet again just thinking about it...]

Kasumi finally pulled back from the hug but kept one hand on my cheek, her eyes full of love and worry. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through her thin nightie, and the faint scent of her motherly body made my cock throb hard under the robe.

”You rest a little more, baby,” Kasumi said softly. ”I’ll prepare something light for you. Tomiko, can you help me in the kitchen?”

Tomiko nodded quickly, but I caught her stealing a quick, hungry glance at the obvious bulge in my robe. Her face flushed deeper as she turned away, her fat ass jiggling slightly with that familiar limp as she followed Kasumi.

As they left the room, Tomiko’s telepathic voice rang in my head one last time, dripping with filthy jealousy and lust:

[Sister doesn’t know... but I do. I know how huge and thick her so-called son’s cock is... how it wrecked my shithole and made me cum like a nasty whore... I want it again... even if I have to beg like a cumdump...]

I leaned back on the bed with a dark smirk, my cock now rock-hard again under the robe. The morning light filled the room, but my mind was already planning the next round of depravity.

Haruna was probably still asleep next to Yuko, my thick, hot cum still slowly farting out of her used, gaping asshole in wet little bursts, staining the sheets between the two sisters. Tomiko was limping around the house with a sore, leaking shithole, my seed bubbling deep inside her wrecked bowels.

And now my sweet, caring, busty Oka-san — Kasumi — had no idea she would soon become the third family cumslut, moaning and squirting on my cock like the other two.

After a while, I got dressed properly and walked out of the room. Kasumi immediately greeted me with a warm, motherly smile and brought me a bowl of hot soup. She sat right next to me, scooping up a spoonful and gently feeding me herself, her massive tits jiggling softly with every movement as she leaned in close.

”Here, baby... open wide,” she cooed lovingly, blowing on the spoon before bringing it to my lips. Her soft breasts kept brushing against my arm as she fed me, completely unaware that my cock was rock-hard under the table, thinking about how I’d soon have her choking on it while her daughters and sister watched.

Haruna and Yuko were still fast asleep in the other room, both girls curled up together, their young bodies exhausted from the previous night’s depravity. Tomiko didn’t go to the office. She decided to rest at home, claiming she was feeling ”a little sore.” She stayed in her room, probably fingering her cum-filled shithole while remembering how I destroyed it.

After I finished eating, Kasumi gently wiped my mouth with a napkin and smiled. ”You still look a bit weak. I’m taking you to the hospital to meet Fumiko. She’s a good doctor and a close friend. We need to make sure that the fever is really gone.”

I nodded obediently, hiding my smirk. ”Okay, Oka-san.”

As we left the house together, Kasumi held my arm tightly, pressing her soft, warm body against mine. In the car, her short dress rode up her thick thighs, giving me teasing glimpses of her smooth skin. My mind was racing with filthy thoughts the entire drive:

Soon, Oka-san... I’ll have you bent over like a whore, moaning louder than Tomiko while Haruna and Yuko lick your squirting cunt and farting asshole clean after I fill you up.

When we reached the hospital, Fumiko — a beautiful, professional-looking woman in a white coat with a curvaceous body — greeted us warmly.

Kasumi explained the situation with deep worry in her voice, while Fumiko listened attentively, occasionally glancing at me with kind, caring eyes.