Chapter 474: Eighteen
“Pant!~~ Pant!~~” Under Harry’s devilish claws, Margaret had already completely collapsed, her entire body going limp as she lted into Harry’s embrace. Her flailing hands waved weakly, utterly devoid of strength.
“This bastard is too despicable!~~ So lewd!~~ Ah!~~ Haa!~~ I!~~ I can’t take it!~~ I!~~ I want to have sex with him again!~~ So shaful!~~ I!~~ How can I be this lewd!~~ No!~~ I can’t be like this!!~~ This bastard must be doing it on purpose!~~ Ah!~~ No!~~ Aah!~~ It’s unbearable!~~ Bastard!~~” Margaret did not respond to Harry’s teasing, but every thought in her mind was already heard clearly by Harry.
After several rounds of conditioning, Margaret’s conditioning level had reached 70!
Correspondingly, Margaret was becoming more and more accustod to her own depraved and wild secret encounters.
From initial resistance and struggle, she now surrendered completely!
“Want it? Hmm? Do you want this big cock stuffed inside you? Hmm?”
Harry suddenly sped up his finger’s movents at Margaret’s jade gate, the “squelch squelch” sounds of wetness growing increasingly rapid, making Margaret moan uncontrollably.
Seizing the mont of her arousal, Harry yanked down his zipper and pulled out his erect penis from his underwear.
The thick, nacing shaft jutted out like a dragon erging from water, pressing directly between Margaret’s smooth, tender buttocks. With a thrust of his hips, the penis slid right against Margaret’s dripping wet pussy.
“Haa!~~ Ah!~~ Mmm!~~” After just two moans, Margaret imdiately realized her daughter was still sitting in the living room outside and hurriedly covered her mouth, nervously glancing toward Ivy in the living room.
Her earlier moans had been loud and wanton, and Ivy would definitely have heard them!
However, Ivy in the living room seed completely unaffected, still lounging on the sofa and playing with her phone.
Margaret took a closer look and noticed Ivy was wearing Bluetooth earbuds.
Whether the girl was watching a movie or playing a ga, the excellent noise isolation of the Apple earbuds ant Ivy hadn’t heard a thing.
Noticing this, Margaret’s courage surged. Her body’s natural desires and the hunger in her heart made her unable to hold back any longer. She turned and greedily kissed Harry’s lips, passionately responding to his touch while gasping and moaning, “Bastard!~~ Do it!~~ If you’re going to fuck , hurry up!~~ Hurry up and stick it in!~~ While Ivy isn’t paying attention!~~ Fuck quickly!~~”
Harry let out a fierce grunt, thrusting his hips hard and pinning Margaret against the sink. His penis slid into Margaret’s soaked pussy with a “squelch,” plunging all the way in one forceful stroke.
“Haa!!” The intense pleasure imdiately made Margaret scream in ecstasy.
“Ha!~~ Fuck !~~ Ah!~~ Faster!~~ Harder!~~ Ivy’s wearing earbuds!~~ She can’t hear!~~ Fuck hard!~~ Don’t hold back!~~ Fuck !~~ I want it!~~” Margaret’s sexual addiction erupted uncontrollably, writhing like a cat in heat and moaning wantonly.
Harry smirked viciously, gripping Margaret’s shoulders and spinning her around to face Ivy’s direction. His lust filled eyes locked onto Ivy’s alluring figure as he pounded into Margaret ruthlessly.
“Slut! Look at your daughter!! You’re getting fucked right next to her!! You whore! Bitch! Should we let your daughter see how you look like a bitch in heat getting railed? Hmm?” Harry grunted between thrusts, taunting her lewdly.
“No!~~ Don’t do this!~~ Faster!~~ Ah!~~ Haa!~~ Fuck harder!~~ Ah!~~ Mmm!~~ Uhh!~~ Aah!~~” Margaret shook her head wildly, her sleek black hair flying as Harry fucked her senseless, her moans becoming incoherent.
“How old is your daughter? Hmm?”
Harry stared at the breathtaking beauty on the sofa, his desire for Ivy growing stronger by the second. Even as he fucked Margaret, his mind was fixated on her daughter, Ivy.
“Ah!~~ Mmm!~~ Eigh… Eighteen… Haa!~~ One year older than Jian… now… now in college… Ah!~~ Haa!~~” Margaret moaned deliriously, answering Harry’s question in a daze. Under Harry’s relentless fucking, the overwhelming pleasure and her sexual addiction made her babble like she was drunk.
Eighteen years old is the blossoming ti of a girl’s youth, the most vibrant and beautiful period of a woman’s life.
At this age, a girl’s skin, figure, and temperant are at their peak.
Though she may lack the mature charm and allure of a married woman, she possesses a unique virginal freshness.
Together with the voluptuous and alluring mature woman Margaret, they complent each other, each with their own distinct characteristics.
A youthful beauty like Ivy makes Harry feel an irresistible urge to conquer, protect, and love her.
Unlike the pure lust he feels for Margaret, Harry’s emotions toward Ivy are more about fondness, admiration, and a touch of youthful infatuation.
The love for beauty is innate in everyone, and it’s impossible not to feel moved when encountering such a top-tier school beauty like Ivy. While fucking Margaret, Harry can’t help but feast his eyes on Ivy, satisfying his carnal desires while also feeling imnsely stimulated by the sight.
The fantasy of fucking the mother while lusting after the daughter adds an extra layer of twisted pleasure.
“Mrs. Margaret, your daughter is truly beautiful. Were you like this when you were young, hmm?” Harry thrusts forcefully into Margaret’s plump buttocks while gripping her arm, smirking as he continues his lewd questioning.
“Hah!~~ Ah!~~ Mmm!~~ Yes… I… Mmm… My daughter looks like … even prettier than I was when I was young… You… Don’t you dare lay a finger on my daughter!~~ Ah!~~ I beg you!~~ She… She’s still just a child!~~ If you want to fuck soone, fuck !~~ Ah!~~ Do whatever you want to !~~ Fuck to death if you must!~~ Ah!~~ Hah!~~ Harder!~~ Mmm!~~ Please!~~ Please don’t touch my daughter, okay?!~~” Margaret seems to truly adore her daughter, pleading desperately even while being fucked senseless, begging Harry not to harm her.
“Your daughter is so pure and lovely, so charmingly innocent… It does make hesitate to defile her… What a beautiful girl… Truly enviable, reminding of the school crush I had in college… Seeing her makes feel like I’ve returned to my younger self, as if I’ve beco pure again…”
Harry continues thrusting into Margaret while gazing longingly at Ivy, who sits on the sofa with her back turned, engrossed in her phone. He speaks the most romantic words in the most depraved tone.
Hearing Harry’s infatuated, dreamy words, Margaret doesn’t feel reassured at all. Instead, her heart tightens, sensing that Harry is growing increasingly perverted. A mother’s intuition tells her that her innocent, youthful daughter is in danger. This twisted man has already set his sights on her pure and naive girl.
“Mom! Do we have any fruit at ho? I’m thirsty!” Just as the two are in the heat of their passionate encounter, Ivy, still watching a drama on her phone, casually calls out toward the kitchen.
This sudden interruption startles both Harry and Margaret, who are fixated on Ivy. Harry imdiately pulls his penis out of Margaret’s slick vagina, grabbing a towel to wrap around his waist and cover his erection. Margaret hurriedly pulls her nightgown down over her damp buttocks, smoothing her hair as she calls out, “Yes… Yes, we do…”
With her headphones on, Ivy doesn’t hear Margaret’s response. Only after the exciting part of the drama passes does she reluctantly take off her headphones and glance toward the kitchen.
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