The lamp had burned lower, throwing long, hungry shadows across the tiny cottage. Rain still lashed the roof like it wanted in.
Alex stood up from the bed, cock jutting up slick and angry, veins pulsing. He looked at the two won (Sofia and Marisol on their knees, lips swollen, milk and saliva shining on their chins, thighs trembling).
"Both of you," he said, voice rough as gravel. "On the bed. Asses up. Side by side. Now."
They scrambled to obey, crawling onto the mattress, pressing shoulder to shoulder, knees sinking into the sheets. Two fat, perfect asses lifted high in the air, backs arched, faces turned toward each other, eyes wide with nerves and raw need.
Lightning flashed, bleaching the room white for an instant: Sofia’s caral curves glistening, Marisol’s younger, tighter body trembling, both pussies swollen and dripping, both tight little holes winking above.
Alex dropped to his knees behind them and just drank in the sight.
"Aaahhh... look at these fucking asses," he groaned, running one palm over Sofia’s left cheek, then Marisol’s right. "Twenty years starving... tonight I’m stuffing you both until you can’t walk."
He leaned in and dragged his tongue in one long, filthy stripe from Sofia’s clit all the way up to her asshole. She jolted with a broken cry.
"Aaahhh... fuck, Sofia... you taste like honey and desperation..."
Then the sa to Marisol, tongue flat and slow.
"Aaahhh... Marisol... sweeter... so fucking needy..."
He went back and forth, licking, sucking, tongue-fucking first pussy, then the other, then rimming their asses until both won were sobbing and pushing back like animals in heat.
Two thick fingers slid into Sofia’s dripping cunt, curling hard while his tongue stayed buried in Marisol’s ass.
"Aaahhh... listen to that wet sound, Marisol... that’s your mother’s pussy begging for what Tomas never gave her."
Switch. Fingers in Marisol now, tongue in Sofia’s ass.
"Aaahhh... and you... Carlo’s little wife... dripping like a whore while your husband sleeps alone."
He stood, cock in hand, and rubbed the fat head through Sofia’s soaked folds first.
"Tell what you want, Sofia."
"Please, my lord... fuck ... breed ... fill the womb Tomas never could..."
He pushed in slow, one long glide until his hips slapped her fat ass.
"Aaaaaahhhh... fuck... so hot inside... still this tight after all these years..."
Ten deep, punishing strokes, then he pulled out and turned to Marisol.
He pressed the head (still shining with her mother’s cream) against Marisol’s entrance and stopped.
"Marisol," he growled, voice low and cruel. "Tell exactly what Carlo’s doing right now while I’m about to ruin his pretty wife."
Marisol whimpered, pushing back desperately.
"He... he’s probably asleep in our bed... thinking I’m folding laundry like a good little wife..."
Alex slid in just the head and held still.
"And what would he do if he walked in right now and saw his precious Marisol on her knees, begging another man to breed her?"
Marisol’s whole body shook, tears mixing with the rain on her cheeks.
"He’d... he’d cry... he’d know he never made feel anything close to this..."
Alex slamd the rest of the way ho.
"Aaahhh... that’s right... your husband’s useless cock never even woke this pussy up... feel the difference, baby?"
Ten brutal strokes in Marisol, then back to Sofia, then Marisol again, never letting either cool down, making them feel every inch of what their husbands never gave them.
He pulled out and pressed against Sofia’s asshole.
"Relax, beautiful... I’m taking every hole tonight."
Slow push until he was buried to the hilt in her ass.
"Aaahhh... fuck... your ass is swallowing whole... Tomas ever get in here?"
"Never... aaahhh... only you, my lord..."
Ten slow strokes in Sofia’s ass, then he switched to Marisol’s virgin ring.
"And you, Marisol... think about Carlo waking up tomorrow, slling another man in his wife’s ass while she glows gold with my baby."
Marisol sobbed, pushing back hard.
"He’ll know... he’ll sll you on for days..."
Alex growled and buried himself deep.
"Aaahhh... good girl... let him sll in every hole he failed to claim..."
He fucked their asses side-by-side, switching every few strokes, hands spreading cheeks wide, thumbs rubbing clits, making them watch each other get ruined.
Lightning flashed again and again, freezing the scene: mother and daughter, asses stretched around the sa cock, faces wrecked with pleasure their husbands never gave them.
When Sofia started screaming through her first orgasm, milk squirting onto the sheets, Alex leaned over Marisol’s back and whispered against her ear.
"Listen to your mother co on my cock... that sound Carlo never heard once in your whole marriage..."
Marisol shattered seconds later, pussy and ass clenching, tears streaming.
Only then did he choose.
He slamd into Sofia’s pussy one last ti.
"Aaahhh... take it... take every drop Tomas never gave you..."
He ca with a roar, flooding her womb until her belly flared bright gold.
He stayed buried, grinding, then pulled out slow and imdiately shoved into Marisol.
"Aaahhh... now you, baby... feel your mother’s cum on my cock while I breed Carlo’s wife right in front of her..."
Another endless load, another golden flare.
He collapsed forward, chest to their backs, cock still twitching, cum leaking from both won in thick white rivers.
Mother and daughter turned their heads and kissed each other through tears and moans, tasting milk and him on each other’s lips.
Outside, the storm finally began to quiet.
Inside, two married won lay glowing, ruined, and utterly claid, while their husbands slept miles away, never knowing the night their wives stopped belonging to them forever.
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