MILF Paradise System

"Who is it?" I mumbled against Nadia’s boobs as I was just getting started. My mouth stayed pressed to the soft, warm flesh of her breast, tongue still lazily circling her nipple. The knock came again, a little firmer this time.

I thought it was probably Tiffany or Lily. I had been away from them for hours now. It must be one of them checking up on me.

Reluctantly I pulled my mouth away from Nadia’s heavy breast and sat up. My cock was already rock hard from the brief contact with her body and the lingering heat of the night with my aunts. The thick shaft strained against the front of my pants, creating an obvious bulge as I stood and walked toward the door.

I slowly opened the door... and it wasn’t Tiffany, Lily, or any other woman I knew from the building.

It was Maya.

The Indian MILF maid who I had creampied in front of her daughter at the beach house. I had bred her daughter too. I couldn’t forget how juicy her body was, and the fact that her husband was in India trying to get to his sweet wife while I made her moan on my cock.

The memory hit me hard the moment I saw her standing in the hallway. Thick, soft curves. Dark, hungry eyes. The same woman who had taken every inch of me while her daughter watched.

"Maya?" I said, surprised. I knew Maya and Asha were coming to our building to be the maids, but it was still a surprise to see her standing right outside my door this early.

"Hello, Sir," Maya said, a little shy. She knew how much I loved her body, and how much she craved my cock. She must have been starving for it. Her voice was soft, almost hesitant, but her eyes flicked downward for a second, clearly noticing the thick bulge in my pants before she looked back up at my face.

She was wearing a traditional Indian attire — a saree —, but the way she had draped it was extremely revealing. The blouse was far too small across her chest, leaving the deep curve of her cleavage and the heavy upper swell of her massive breasts on full display.

The thin fabric clung tightly to her soft, rounded stomach, completely exposing her warm, inviting navel. The saree hugged her wide hips and thick thighs, outlining every juicy curve.

I stared at her thick, juicy body that somehow felt even hotter than I remembered. The rich color of the fabric against her warm skin, the way her heavy breasts rose and fell with each soft breath, and the quiet, needy look in her eyes made my cock throb even harder.

For a long second neither of us spoke. The memory of the beach house, of her warm, wet pussy gripping my cock while her daughter watched, of the thick loads I had pumped into both of them, hung heavy between us in the quiet hallway.

"How did you know my apartment number?" I asked her. I kept the door only partially open, my body still blocking most of the view into the room while my eyes stayed fixed on the deep cleavage her tight blouse couldn’t contain.

"I asked Lily ma’am where everyone from the trip lived," Maya said, putting a strand of her hair behind her ear. The soft movement made her heavy breasts shift under the thin fabric. Her voice stayed polite and slightly shy, but her eyes kept flicking down to the obvious bulge in my pants before returning to my face.

"Isn’t Asha with you?" I asked. The memory of breeding both mother and daughter at the beach house was still fresh. Knowing the daughter was also in the building made my cock throb harder.

"She is in our room, Sir, setting up the place," she said. Her fingers lightly adjusted the edge of her saree at her waist, drawing my attention once more to the soft curve of her exposed navel.

"Where is your room?" I asked, as I knew I was going to frequent that place now that these thick mother and daughter were here. I was going to cum in their needy pussies every night, making sure Maya’s husband knew who owned his wife and daughter.

The thought of walking into their room whenever I wanted, bending both of them over, and filling them again and again made fresh heat surge through me.

"It’s on the top floor, Sir, in this building," Maya said. She looked up at me with those dark, soft eyes, clearly aware of what the information meant.

"Really? Lily gave you a good one then, because there is also a servant quarter behind this building," I said, as I knew where Helen and Gia lived. Lily must have given Maya and Asha a good room, one much closer and more convenient for what I already planned to do with them.

"Yes, Sir," Maya said. She then looked past me and kept looking. Her expression shifted slightly. The polite shyness faded into something more uncertain as her gaze locked onto something inside the apartment.

"Who is that, Sir?" Maya asked, a little disheartened. Her voice dropped. She had clearly seen the thick, half-naked woman sleeping on my bed.

I turned around and saw that Nadia was clearly visible from the door where Maya was standing. She had seen Nadia sleeping on my bed in just her underwear.

"Why don’t you come inside, Maya?" I said as I looked around the hallway and pulled Maya inside my room. My hand closed gently but firmly around her wrist.

I drew her past the doorway and closed the door behind us with a soft click, shutting out the hallway and leaving the thick Indian MILF standing inside my apartment with Nadia still asleep on the bed only a few steps away.

"How are you, Maya?" I asked as I put my hand on her navel and started caressing her belly, wondering whether she had gotten pregnant since the last time we met.

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