Chapter 505: Hannah A Bitch In Heat
Hannah’s body trembled, and she ca hard, her pussy clenching around my cock as waves of pleasure washed over her. Julie, watching with a mix of amusent and lust, teased her, "Just like that, you ca... How are you supposed to help
when you’re like this, you little slut?"
I chuckled, my hands tightening on Hannah’s waist as I pulled out slightly, only to slam back into her. "Hannah, it seems your mom is right. You need more training, you little bitch in heat."
I slapped Hannah’s ass hard, the sound echoing in the room as her flesh jiggled from the impact. I started moving my hips harder, fucking her with a raw, primal intensity. Julie moved behind , her hands on my hips, pushing
forward, helping
move, her body pressing against mine.
Hannah moaned, her voice a desperate plea, "Aaaah, hmmm... wait... It’s sensitive... aaah, slow down... aaah, fuck... I’m your little bitch, Jack... I’ll do anything you want... just please, slow down... aaah..."
I knew that both mother and daughter had beco so horny because of the Scent of Lust and the Hand of Arousal. The air was thick with desire, a heavy, intoxicating scent that seed to cling to our skin, driving us further into the abyss of pleasure.
I thought of sothing, a mory surfacing. When I was with Angela and the others, I had turned on my Lust Demon ability. But I wanted to win Hannah over without using it. I quickly turned it off, a sense of determination washing over .
Even without this ability, Hannah’s favorability toward
had reached its maximum level. I could feel it in the way her body responded to mine, the way her pussy clenched around my cock, the way her moans filled the room. I knew that with a few more thrusts, she would be mine completely.
I continued to move, my hips snapping forward, my cock burying itself deep inside Hannah. She scread, her body arching as she took , her pussy clenching around my cock.
Julie’s voice was a constant presence, her words a mix of encouragent and teasing. "That’s it, Hannah. Take it all like the little slut you are. Show us what you’re made of," Julie taunted, her voice a low purr. "Such a good girl, taking it all. But can you take more, Hannah? Can you take everything he has to give, you little bitch in heat?"
Hannah’s response was a desperate moan, her body trembling with the effort of taking . "Yes, Mom... I can take it... I can take it all... I’m your little slut, your little bitch... aaah..."
I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock, the sensation so intense it was almost painful. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. I was driven by a raw, primal need, a desire to claim Hannah completely, to make her mine in every sense of the word.
I moved harder, faster, my cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. Hannah’s moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath
as I fucked her. "Aaaah, fuck... I’m such a slut for your cock, Jack... I can’t get enough... aaah... please, don’t stop... I need it... I need you... aaah..."
Julie’s hands were on my hips, her body pressing against mine, her voice a constant presence, urging
on, pushing
further. "That’s it, Jack. Fuck her hard. Show her what she’s been missing. Show her what a real man feels like."
I could feel my orgasm building, a raw, primal need that threatened to overwhelm . But I held back, my desire to claim Hannah completely driving
on. I wanted to feel her cum around my cock again, to feel her pussy clenching around
as waves of pleasure washed over her.
Hannah’s moans were like music to my ears, her body responding to mine in a way that drove
wild. "Aaaah, yes... I’m your little bitch, Jack... your little slut... aaah... please, fuck
harder... I need it... I need you... aaah..."
I continued to move, my hips snapping forward, my cock burying itself deep inside Hannah. She scread, her body arching as she took , her pussy clenching around my cock. "Aaaah, fuck... I’m cumming again... aaah... I can’t hold back... I’m such a slut for your cock, Jack... aaah..."
I could feel her walls contracting, pulsing hard around , and I knew that she was close. Close to cumming again, close to being mine completely. And as I moved, as I fucked her, I knew that it was only a matter of ti before she was mine. Before her favorability toward
reached its maximum level, she was mine in every sense of the word.
Julie’s voice was a constant presence, her words a mix of encouragent and teasing. "That’s it, Hannah. Cum for him again. Show him what a little slut you are. Show him what you’re made of."
Hannah’s response was a desperate moan, her body trembling with the effort of taking . "Yes, Mom... I’m cumming... aaah... I’m such a slut for his cock... aaah... please, don’t stop... I need it... I need him... aaah..."
I moved harder, faster, my cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. Hannah’s moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath
as I fucked her. I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock, the sensation so intense it was almost painful.
But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. I was driven by a raw, primal need, a desire to claim Hannah completely, to make her mine in every sense of the word. And as I moved, as I fucked her, I knew that with each thrust, each moan, each gasp, she was becoming more and more mine.
I could feel my orgasm building, a raw, primal need that threatened to overwhelm . But I held back, my desire to claim Hannah completely driving
on. I wanted to feel her cum around my cock again, to feel her pussy clenching around
as waves of pleasure washed over her.
And as I moved, as I fucked her, I knew that it was only a matter of ti before she was mine completely. I continued to move, my hips snapping forward, my cock burying itself deep inside Hannah.
She scread, her body arching as she took , her pussy clenching around my cock. "Aaaah, fuck... I’m cumming again... aaah... I can’t hold back... I’m such a slut for your cock, Jack... aaah..."
I could feel her walls contracting, pulsing hard around , and I knew that she was close. Close to cumming again, close to being mine completely.
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