God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 444

Chapter 444: Thieving Mother Up In The Heavens
“Yes, Bella, give your mother some time to breathe.”

I said as I petted the frenzied puppy on top of my lap. I then added, when I saw the pool of seasoning engulfing Camila’s asshole,

“Also make sure to slurp up the juices that flowed out from the hotdog, as that’s where most of the flavour is.”

“No, wait, Bella!~ You don’t have to-…Ahhhh!♡~ Aughh!♡~ Ahnnn!♡~”

Camila didn’t even get to finish her sentence before she felt Bella start licking her moist anus with the intention of doing what I said and took in all that excess flavour that Bella wasn’t willing to miss out on.

“Oooh!♡~ No!♡~ Suck!♡~ You can’t!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Bella you-!♡~ Ahh! ♡~”

Bella really had no intention of teasing her mother and simply wanted to drain the juices at the bottom of the sinkhole. But because there was so little space in which she could move around and also because she had a tiny tongue, Bella ended up licking her mother’s anus several times in her pursuit for true flavour.

“Ooooh!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~ Ahhh!♡~”

“Nnn!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Mmmph!♡~ Ahh! ♡~”

Camila was already struggling to hold her voice in from how ticklish it was to have Bella burrowing around the insides of her bum. So there really was no reason as to explain why she was moaning out so loud right now that even my mother was moving around in her sleep because of the obnoxious noises that were ringing in her ear.

I didn’t want my mother to wake up at the moment since seeing her sleep so peacefully was a blessing, like seeing an adorable baby sleeping in a cradle, so I got up and went over to the counter to grab one of the sausages that I had saved for myself.

I then went over to Camila, who was confused as to why I was standing over her with a hotdog in her hand, and then, to her surprise, I used the opportunity where her mouth was open wide from moaning to shove the thick sausage inside.

“Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Hnnn!♡~”

It most definitely wasn’t big enough to clog her entire mouth like my dick would do. But it acted as a pacifier, seeing as to how Camila was quitely sucking on it and savouring the juices that were oozing out while getting ferociously eaten out by her daughter from behind, who didn’t care that her tummy was already full and was on a mission to meet the other end of her sausage.

I myself was about to sit in another seat and start eating my own breakfast, half of it being on the counter and the other half being the left overs on my mother’s body since I was quite hungry. But I was interrupted by a message from the Gods above, which made a wide smile appear on my face.

Ding~

[Request Completed: You have earned the God of Gluttony Calypso’s appreciation and satisfaction]

[The God of Love Amora appreciates the efforts you put in to form a harmonious family where everyone is loved and treasured equally]

[The God of Storms Synthia is pleasently surprised by your cooking skills and would love to have a meal prepared by you when you come up to the Astal Realm]

[The God of Stars Noella is fascinated by your idea of cooking dishes and is fervently waiting for the day you come up here so that you can stuff her butt full of sausages and so much more.]

Right…I really need to be wary of this God of Stars, as she really seems to be the crazy one out of the bunch, seeing as to how she always makes some absurd comments and also because she’s the one who tried to attack the boundary of this world with my mother from up above.

Speaking of the woman who gave birth to me, can I ask what her reaction was to the breakfast I had prepared for my family?

Did she despise it just like she despises me, or did she refuse to even watch the trial because of how much she hates my face?

[Your mother…That is, Lady Vanitas never misses any one of your trials for your information, Kafka, and is as always the first one to tune in to it from the very moment the request is sent.]

Evangeline informed me of what was going on above and made me wonder if my mother wanted to see me die so badly that she wasn’t willing to miss a single broadcast in case she missed my death upon the failure of a request.

[As for how she reacted, I really can’t tell you anything about that, as Lady Vanitas usually watches everything with a stone cold look on her ravishing face, so it’s really impossible for any of us Gods to judge what’s going on in her mind.] Evangeline said with her bold and composed voice, like she were the level-headed judge of a trial who wouldn’t lose her composure no matter what happened. [But I will say that she stole a few items from your kitchen unbeknownst your knowledge, so you can make do with what I’ve told you, as even I don’t know what to make of her actions.]

Evangeline gave one last piece of information as her concluding message and cut the call from up above.

I was shaken when I heard that my mother had stolen some items from my kitchen, already knowing that she was powerful enough to do so from the way she previously stole Camila’s painting from her back and also a few items that I had made for my mother in the past few weeks, which I guessed were taken from my mother up above.

I didn’t know why she was pulling such silly pranks and wondered if it was to simply annoy me.

After having a good look around the room to see what had been stolen, I found that a small portion of each dish I had made had gone missing.

From the bits of bacon I had saved for myself to the chocolate milk in the flask, a part of all those items had mysteriously vanished and had apparently been taken by my mother, who was probably looking at me from above at the moment.

Other than those items, nothing else was missing, so I let out a sigh of relief, seeing as that she didn’t directly harm me or my family. But I still had no idea as to why she stole my dishes from me like a hungry thief.

Maybe she was going to burn the food I made to ash for her satisfaction, or it was to feed to her pets up above to show me how worthless my food was to her.

I honestly had no clue and decided not to think about it anymore, as nothing good will come out of involving myself with that woman.

Instead I sat back down onto the dining table with my mother, who was sleeping soundly in the naked, Camila, who was sucking on a sausage and pushing her spicy ass out for her daughter, and Bella, who was eating her mother’s bum out like a ravenous dog.

I simply smiled at this lively scene I was witnessing so early in the morning and continued to eat my own share, while thinking that breakfast was already so rowdy with such few members in the family and wondering how it would be when the family grew in the future, which would surely be a heartwarming sight…