God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

"L-Like this, Daddy?...Is this enough?" Bella asked as she let out some drool from her mouth that dropped onto the only remaining red spot on Camila's breasts, knowing that she had no other option in front of Kafka, who wouldn't take no for an answer.

This overbearing quality of his should've made her disgusted with him, as she hated to be looked down on by the men in this world. But for some reason, she found the way Kafka forced her into certain things that she was against not to be that bad, as he always seemed to know his limits and knew just where the line was for her to actually be offended.

And the things he made her do always led to rather intriguing scenarios that she had never experienced in her rather monotonous life, which even kind of made her look forward to what he was going to say next since there really wasn't a dull moment with her mother's boy toy around, and she thought her mother was lucky to snag such an interesting person to play around with.

"No, a bit more than that, like you mean it." Kafka said as he held up Camila's breasts, like he was telling her where to aim. "...Do it just like your mother did to your tits and cover her chest in your fluids."

"And don't worry about what your mother is thinking while you're doing this, as I'm sure that she's also beyond elated to be covered in her beloved daughter's scent..."

Camila snapped out of her daze while she stared at the transparent dollop of fluid slowly making its way down to her pink tips. She then immediately turned to look at Bella and shook her head to tell her that she didn't have such thoughts about her head.

Bella saw her mother denying her accusations, but she doubted if she was really telling the truth, as she could see Camila's face turn redder by the second as her pool of drool made a trail down her mountains, which was rather suspicious.

Bella then decided to ignore her mother, who she was slowly figuring out was actually a hidden pervert just like her, and tucked her hair behind her to let out more drool on Camila's chest, like Kafka asked for.

Drip~ Flow~ Drip~

She also made sure that she didn't disturb the way Kafka parted her fringe in the front while tucking her hair behind since she still hadn't seen how she looked at the moment and wanted to see just what way Kafka liked her hair to be styled, him being the only man in her life she had cared for an opinion about other than her actual father.

"Ah yes, Bella~ Just like that...Let it all out onto your mother's breasts, until I can see a pool form on top of her cleavage."

Kafka said as he watched a thin stream of fluid slowly make its way down like viscous honey and fall on top of Camila's chest like it was syrup on a pancake. Only this time, the syrup was much more sweeter and had a fragrant taste that was quite addictive once you had a taste of it, and the pancakes weren't pancakes at all and more like overcooked muffins with a cherry on top.

"Mwah!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Smack!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Sip!♡~"

He then didn't waste any time and dipped his lips into the river of sweet saliva like it was a paintbrush and stroked it around Camila's chest, like her mounds were a canvas that were meant to be painted on.

"Peck!♡~ Peck!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Peck!♡~ Lick!♡~"

He held her ample breasts up with his hands, which needed all his fingers to support their weight and volume, and even sank into the gaps between his fingers because of how pudgy her flesh was, while brushed his lips all over her chest, bringing a road of glistening saliva wherever he went.

"Ahh!♡~ Mmmm!♡~ Smack!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Hmmm!♡~"

He also didn't forget to suck on her succulent skin to detoxify the toxin, like he said, and he was doing it in a much more passionate and sensual manner, like he was more focused on satisfying his lover than simply curing her of the poison on her curvy body.

"Ahh!♡~ Yes, Darling!♡~ That feels so good!♡~ That feels so good!♡~...Augh!♡...Just keep sucking on my breasts like that!♡~...Mmm!♡~" Camila moaned out, and she could immediately feel how he was teasing her breasts by sucking on her skin and slashing it with his tongue after pulling her fatty flesh into his mouth.

"Ahhh!♡~ Ohhh!♡~...Y-You don't know how much I missed this feeling, dear, as even though you were just playing with my chest right before our daughter came, I was craving your touch all along and wanted to drag you into the kitchen to finish what you started!♡~"

Bella mentioned her daughter as Kakfa shoved her breasts into his mouth like he was trying to choke on them, which made Bella blush when she realised just why her mother's face was so red and why her hair was messed up back when she opened the door to welcome her.

And not only was she embarrassed at the sight of her mother's chest getting molested by the boy next door, she was also getting excited by the sight as she couldn't stop shaking her ass on Kafka's lap while wriggling her fingers around her crotch.

"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~"

She couldn't help it, as the sight of her mother's jugs jiggling around whenever Kafka let go of her breasts with his mouth or the sound of his tongue sliding across her pale skin while she moaned out in ecstacy was too much for her to handle.

"Ohhh!♡~ Aahhh!♡~ Yes Kafka!♡~ Yes!♡~ Mmmm!♡~ Unghh!♡~ Yes!♡~ Ohhh!♡~"

Bella knew that her turn was already over as her chest was licked with not even a drop of toxin remaining on her skin, with the way Kafka made sure not to lick her clean without a patch of skin behind.

But she also couldn't resist the urges she was feeling from deep within anymore and wanted to experience what her mother was feeling once again, so she asked Kafka like a puppy, asking for a treat, while pushing out her naked breasts into his face,

"D-Daddy, me too!♡~ Lick my breasts as well!♡~"

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