Chapter 396: Alex, a good boy, fulfilled his promise [R-18]
“Alex…ander! Alexander! I beg you to stop!” iya scread out of her lungs after what should be the hundred and fifteenth slap. She didn’t know whether she was right—she counted to divert her attention, an asinine choice—but that no longer mattered.
“I can’t hear you,” Alex continued with the slaps, having his cock in between iya’s cheeks, enjoying the aty waves and massage that her plump ass had been bringing him.
He didn’t stop, still keeping his cock within her ass’ valley.
iya hoped from the bottom of her heart that Alex would go easier on her, lowering the number of slaps from two thousand to at least a thousand, matching her daughter’s punishnt.
Thus, she shrieked, trying to eclipse the sounds of punishnt from behind her, “Alex! Alex, my love! I will put whatever mask you want on next ti, it can be a maid or even a slave mask; I will bring adequate clothes and serve you however you want.
I will do it, so I beg you to stop now and give a break!” iya cried with tears crumbling down her reddened cheeks, her expression leaving Stella perplexed but elated.
That’s what you get for stealing my position—Stella thought.
But her pleased smile didn’t last long—Alex slid down his hand(which was so hot for obvious reasons) on her thigh—Stella’s expression darkened.
“I do punishnt, so I obviously can bend so rules. I won’t give you a break, though,” Alex glanced at iya’s expression—ssed due to tears and disheveled hair sticking to her face, and her skin flared, sparkling—and his cock grew even harder.
Alex blad his [Master] mask for that.
“Suck while I punish Stella for hurting her grandma’s heart,” Alex beckoned iya to co over, his cock bobbing with desire, inducing so weird thoughts in iya’s mind, so she scurried her way closer, smiling faintly, which was her saving grace.
She grasped his cock like a singer would microphone before her debut, clenching his rod tightly, gazing at the glans with narrowed and nervous eyes.
iya’s thought was simple—’Alexander will usher holy seed into , nding so of that prickling on my ass’.
And with those thoughts and her beautiful ssed face, iya slowly took Alex into her mouth, her tongue slowly swirling around him, and her lips little by little picked up a pace as the strength within her recovered through Alex’s peculiar Luxuria’s Skill.
Alex ruffled iya’s hair with his left hand as she cutely tended to his cock. He wore a faint smile while looking at her, so of his heart not being able to endure so much punishnt, cracking his mask.
It didn’t last long.
Alex shifted his eyes to Stella, who had already turned around, showcasing her ass. She was the sa as her mother, endowed with softness. She couldn’t match iya, the way she couldn’t her sisters, but those winged girls surely had the most unique smiles.
iya leveraged it while kissing Alex’s cock.
Stella couldn’t use her weapon, for she had been burying her face in the pillow, hiding her smile. Of course, her beauty drew Alex’s attention, and he couldn’t wait to smash that ass with his hand.
He leaned forward—still having iya down on his cock, hanging on his shaft as if her life depended on it—supporting himself with his one hand, which had sunk into Stella’s ass, another preparing for that first smack, and it ca relatively quickly.
“Ahhhh!” Stella groaned differently, cuter, coping with Alex’s punishnt, not so like her mother. While iya took his slaps head-on, Stella wanted to use her adorable voice to wear off Alex’s defenses, affecting his heart.
Or perhaps, Stella hadn’t had any plan against her beloved, and she went with the flow instead. In fact, that was what Alex had believed as it was so like Stella.
Her bottom ruptured, jiggled, and bounced against Alex’s slap in the sa way as her mother, and so Stella tasted what her mother had been through until now.
An image of her mother sucking on Alex’s cock like a wrong girl beca forgivable around seventy slaps later, for Stella also wanted a break, “I… beg… you… to stop…”
As Stella couldn’t draw out her voice like iya had done, Alex didn’t beat around the bush. He left a few more smacks on her before telling iya to change positions with her daughter, shocking her.
She glanced incredulously at him, still clinging to her safe rod, her eyes glead like a puppy, not wanting to part with him, “It’s not even been a hundred slaps yet…”
She sounded so wronged that Alex nearly had listened to her pleas. But before winged momma could take over him, Alex jerked cock off her grasp, “On your stomach, now.”
“Bully,” iya pouted precisely like her daughter, leaving Alex agape. Fortunately for him, she didn’t see that reaction, for iya had already taken Stella’s place, facing the bed face first.
She had hidden her face in the pillow, which slled like Stella.
‘I have co at least four tis while slapping Stella, so you have enough warmth to deal with slaps, iya,’ Alex inwardly comnted before Stella looking below, following Stella’s movent with his red eyes.
She took hold of his cock, pressed her lips on his glans, then simply munched him. It was so like her that Alex chuckled, rewarding his sloth girl more than her mother.
She lost her chance to be the top first in a debatable way, so Alex didn’t feel guilty.
“Ohhhhhh!”
The punishnt continued.
And at the end of the day, Stella and iya had their asses so red Alex could see steam billowing from their bottoms. He laughed for having such an imagination, then laid between them, giving them his arms as the pillows.
His black feathers sprang forth, adding another soft layer.
And those girls went sleep, for their asses were so red they couldn’t really have more fun.
But they went asleep with at least their stomachs full!
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