MILF VILLAGE: Taming MILF'S WIth My Broken System!

Chapter 147: Chapter 146: Note

"Argh, you’re clasping around my cock so fucking tight, Aunt! I can’t hold my cum back anymore... I’m going to fill your womb to the brim!"

"Ahn... ahnn... pwlease cum inside me! Fill my empty womb and my pussy with all your hot seeds, Little Wen!"

"Scream it louder, Aunt! Tell me that your cheating pussy begs for my cum to fill your womb!" Owen traced his free hand up her arched spine, sliding around her side until he cupped her heavy, swinging breast.

"Angn! Ahnn... my cheating pussy... ahh, please fill my filthy, cheating pussy with all of your hot cum... ahnn... ahnn!"

"That’s why I love you so much, Aunt! Now accept every single drop wholeheartedly!"

Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!

A thick, scalding blast of creamy white seed erupted from his tip, coating the innermost depths of her cervix—a massive, hot creampie right at the start of his morning, inside a dusty barn.

"Ahh, that’s the absolute best... ohh, I can feel my balls getting squeezed completely dry," Owen grunted, continuing to thrust his cock through the overflow without caring about the mess. The relentless friction inside her tight, dripping walls turned his cum into a frothy white cream.

"Nghn... ahnn... ahnn, you’re the absolute best, Little Wen... ahnn, my mind can’t take this much pleasure..." Her wet tongue dangled helplessly out of her mouth, her eyes rolling completely white as spasms swept through her body.

"The session has only just begun, Aunt. Don’t go losing your mind on me just yet. Now it’s time for me to make you squirt properly." Owen realized he hadn’t brought her to a full fountain squirt yet.

Morenne was the kind of woman with a deep, hidden reservoir buried beneath her surface—which explained why whatever pathetic attempts her husband made were utterly useless against a tight, hungry pussy like hers.

"Ahn... please let my legs rest for a second... I can’t control my strength anymore... my legs are giving out... ahnn."

Shlick... Shlick... Shlick...

Owen completely ignored her desperate pleas; he didn’t give a damn if her legs felt like jelly. She was the one who had dragged him out to the barn so early in the morning, so now she had to pay the full price.

"Don’t worry your pretty head about it, Aunt. I can handle all the heavy lifting on my own... I can easily lift your entire body up if I want to," Owen murmured wickedly. He reached down and playfully flicked his index finger right against her swollen clitoris—that tiny, sensitive cone of flesh throbbing atop her slit was a true work of art.

"Nghn... ahhn, don’t flick my clit like that... ahnn, it tickles so much... and my whole body feels so burning hot..." She managed to twist her head slightly, desperate to catch a glimpse of the dominant expression on his face.

"I can pull on it if I want to... heh, I could pinch your clit right now, Aunt, and a dirty slut like you would absolutely love every second of it. I know you’re a slut through and through." Saying that, Owen hoisted one of her smooth, supple legs up over his shoulder, locking her into a grueling vertical split for the second phase of their session.

"Nghn... ahnn, please don’t tease me so much... ahn... ahnn..."

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Nghn! Ahn, Little Wen... ahnn, my sweet Little Wen...!"

"Yes, moan my name louder! You talk a lot, Aunt, so instead of making excuses, just moan for my cock!"

"Nghn!... Ahnn... ahnn, I think I’m about to cum again... ahn!"

"Then cum! Squirt like you really mean it, Aunt! You don’t need to hold your pussy back for another single second!"

"Nghn... nghnn... ahnn, I’m letting it all out... ahnn, NGHN!"

Squirttt! Squirttt! Squirttt!

Her clear, intoxicating juices sprayed wildly in every direction—soaking the dirt floor, splashing against the wooden barn walls, and heavily drenching his thighs and lower abdomen.

Damn, that’s a massive burst! At least a full liter of her sweet juices just came shooting out... and the smell is unbelievably good. Owen didn’t pause his rhythm for even a fraction of a second, relentlessly pounding into her depths and reshaping her cervix and womb to accommodate his massive size.

A true juggernaut of a man couldn’t be stopped by a simple shower of love juices.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Nghn... ahnn... ahnn, Little Wen... ahnn, don’t ever stop... fuck me even harder... ahnn!" Her one remaining leg planted on the ground shook uncontrollably, and her arms had completely surrendered, leaving her flushed face buried flat against the wooden wall.

"I will, heh. You don’t even have to ask me twice. I can stand here and fuck you all the way until your husband comes back. Oh... speaking of the devil, I think I hear him coming this way right now."

Hummm!! Humm!!

The low, heavy rumble of farm machinery vibrated through the barn floorboards—the final pathetic boss had officially arrived on the scene. It was none other than Owen’s clueless uncle returning from the outer fields.

"Nghn... ahnn... ahnn, w-what time is it...? Ahnn, why on earth did he come back so early...?" Morenne snapped violently out of her pleasure-dazed daydream, her groggy mind suddenly jolted into full-throttle panic.

"Hoh? So what exactly did you write on that note to your husband before slipping out this morning, hmm, my little slut?" Owen chuckled darkly. He didn’t care in the slightest if the man walked right through the barn doors; his sole priority was pounding her brains out into complete slush.

Cumming inside her just once was never going to be enough to satisfy him.

"Nghn... ahnn, I left a quick note... ahnn... saying that I was stepping out early... ahnn..."

"And what else?"

"Ahn... I wrote that he should just take a long rest at the far farm... ahnn..." She couldn’t even control the pitch of her moans, not with his massive shaft buried deep inside her wet, twitching pussy.

’Hoh, a letter...what a sweet wife.’

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