God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 442

Chapter 442: From One Pervert To Another
“See, Bella…I told you that I wasn’t lying when I said that I had prepared some weiners for you.”

I said as I spread Camila’s cheeks against her reluctant gaze so that Bella could have a better look at the tip of the sausage that was poking out from Camila’s anus.

“Well, I will admit that I’ve hidden it in a place that only the security at the airport would check once in a while and wouldn’t really be brought up in any other situation…But it’s still a way of serving a dish nonetheless, so you can’t say anything against it.”

I knew that Bella wouldn’t be able to miss the sight as compared to the rest of her butt that was white as cotton; the middle of her butt was a spicy red in the form of a weiner that looked like an arrow made of meat had pierced right through Camila’s anus.

“B-But Daddy…To serve it up in such a dirty place…Isn’t that a little too much even for you?”

Bella timidly asked as she gazed at her mother’s anus that had been spread so wide by the object inside of it and was in awe at how her mother’s purple ring of flesh was wrapping around the meat stick, almost as if it were trying to act as the mouth and swallow the sausage whole.

She even started to wonder if it was normal for an asshole to strech so much since seeing such a sight was a little bizarre for her, going as far as to imagine if her own rear hole also had such an ability since she was her mother’s daughter and shared several of her characteristics.

“Tell him, Bella!…Tell him how inappropriate his actions are!”

Camila barked up when she heard her daughter speaking up for her and glared at me with a furious gaze.

“Now if you don’t behave yourself and keep quiet while Bella enjoys her meal, my dear Camila, I may have to take action myself and push the sausage a little further down Camila.”

I said as I spread Camila’s cheeks with one hand and rubbed the tip of the sausage with my other, which Camila could feel from the vibrations on her rims, looking like I was ready to shove it all in.

As formidable and mighty as Camila was, even she had to bow her head down with pitiful looks in her eyes and an unwilling look on her face when she was threatened with an entire weiner getting stuck in her ass.

The glimmer in her eyes looked like she really wanted to twist my ears for bullying her. But she didn’t dare to do so when my finger was on the trigger, which in this case was the meat rod stuck in her bum.

“As for if it’s dirty or not, Bella, you really have no say in that regard after I witnessed the look of satisfaction on your face like you just drank a refreshing drink when you licked your mother’s asshole clean.” I stated, which made Bella jump in my lap, not expecting me to be so direct about such a disgraceful matter.

“That-That-I…I…I actually-”

Bella stuttered as her cheeks blushed profusely. She was unable to come up with a response when she already knew that everyone in the room knew about how much of a pervert she actually was.

“It’s fine, Bella, you don’t have to explain your devious intentions to me, as at the end of the day we’re all humans that have our own dirty sides that we don’t want to show to the rest of the world for the sake of dignity.”

I calmly said, which, for some reason, made her feel a little more comfortable with herself and her desires and settle down on my lap. I then looked at Camila, whose cheeks were just as flushed, and added, saying,

“You especially don’t have to worry about it since your mother is also the same as you when it comes to those sorts of matters…A taboo-loving pervert.”

Both mother and daughter looked at each other with deep gazes when their most hidden secrets were revealed in the open. But they couldn’t handle the embarrassment after they realised that while other mothers and daughters share the same hobbies, they shared the same sexual intendencies and quickly looked away in a gentle fluster.

Bella then looked back at the greasy, red weiner that was sticking out of her mother’s butt.

She thought that she would feel the same shame when she saw it for the first time. But after coming to terms that she came from a family of perverts, especially her mother, who was just like her, she didn’t really feel that embarrassed and felt that she wanted to take a bite of the sausage that had been soaking in her mother’s bodily fluids.

“Can I get a fork and plate, Daddy?”

Bella said with a hint of resolution in her voice, which surprised Camila as she didn’t think that her daughter was actually going to go through with the task.

She didn’t know how to feel about this, as even though she was supposed to be repulsed by the thought of her daughter digging out a sausage from the depths of her rear, she was actually excited at the thought of it happening and couldn’t help but keep on turning her head to see when her daughter was going in for her first bite.

“Using a fork near Camila’s sensitive flesh that’s exposed to the world would be quite dangerous, Bella, so I suggest you eat the sausage just like how you would eat a normal hotdog, Bella.”

I suggested and pulled away the utensils from her hand, leaving her to stare at her mother’s gaping asshole.

Bella looked towards her mother with a shy and hesitant gaze, like she were asking her mother if it were okay to do what I told her. Camila nodded her head, and even though she wanted to seem a little bit reserved, she couldn’t hide the ecstatic glint in her frosty eyes.

“Bella, do you want me to help you out or-”

“I-It’s fine, Daddy…I can do it by myself.”

Bella said, telling me to let go of her mother’s cheeks. She then placed her own hands on each one of her mother’s plump buns, gripped them until her little hands grabbed onto enough meat that she had a firm hold on her mother’s butt, and then spread Camila’s cheeks wide enough for the whole world to see the little chrysanthemum inside.

Pink, tender, and in the shape of a miniature doughnut that was glazed in a sugary syrup. Bella thought that she would get used to seeing the enticing sight after seeing her mother naked for such a long time.

But when that little flower of Camila’s had a rod made out of meat sticking through it and poking out, it really was hard to get used to the sight.

But no matter if the tiny hole had a cooked wiener inside of it or not, it was still a delicious sight no matter what in Bella’s eyes.

That was why she didn’t hesitate after getting a good glance at the final course in front of her and dived her face into her mother’s meat mountains to have her first bite of the juicy sausage that had been marinating in her mother’s rear…