Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties - Chapter 365

Chapter 365: Suspicious Husband
[I don’t care about my husband anymore..] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with bitterness. [Just let me fuck Jack once….] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Hmmmm…] Her thoughts turned inward. [I want to feel his cock…] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Stretching me…]

Her thoughts raced with arousal. [Filling me…] Her mental voice was thick with need. [I want to cum…] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with bitterness. [I want to feel his cum…] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Dripping out of me…] Her thoughts raced with arousal.

I pulled my cock out with a wet pop, the sound obscene in the quiet room. Jennifer was still hugging my waist with her legs, her ass spread wide as my cum dripped from her gaping hole. I heard Kate’s thoughts loud and clear. [Omg my god..] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Her asshole…] Her thoughts raced with desire. [It’s gaping so wide..] Her mental voice grew thick with arousal.

[And Jack’s cum..] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with bitterness. [Fuck…] Her mental voice was thick with need. [He came a lot…] Her thoughts raced with arousal. [It’s dripping on the floor…] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Her asshole is still clenching…] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with bitterness. [As if wanting more of Jack’s cock..] Her mental voice was thick with need. [I want to be the one…] Her thoughts raced with arousal. [He’s fucking…] Her mental voice was thick with need.

I heard Kate’s thoughts, but didn’t want to just give her what she wanted. I looked down at Jennifer in my arms, her body still trembling from her orgasm. I kissed her gently on the lips, my voice soft against her ear. “Let’s go… outside… your friend Kate must be waiting for you there.”

Jennifer couldn’t say that Kate was hiding inside the closet, hearing everything. She nodded slightly, her eyes meeting mine with hesitation. I smiled at her, my voice gentle. “Don’t think we are done…. from now on you are my girlfriend and woman…”

I watched Jennifer’s reaction closely, seeing the blush spread across her cheeks. I heard her thoughts loud and clear. [Omg…] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Does that mean Jack loves me…] Her thoughts raced with desire. [He is saying that I am his girlfriend…] Her mental voice grew thick with arousal. [Omg…] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with bitterness.

[I don’t know why…] Jennifer’s mental voice was thick with need, her thoughts swirling with confusion and desire. [But I don’t want to be separated from Jack…] Her thoughts raced with arousal, her body still trembling from our recent encounter. [Even for a bit…] Her mental voice was thick with need, her fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on my chest. [I love him…]

Her thoughts turned inward, laced with bitterness and longing. [I want to be with him…] Her mental voice was thick with need, her eyes searching my face as if memorizing my features. [Forever…] Her thoughts raced with arousal, her body pressing closer to mine.

Hearing her thoughts, I realized that even though my Lust Demon ability was turned off, the physical intimacy we shared had still increased her favorability toward me. The way her body responded to mine, the way her thoughts kept returning to me – it was clear our connection had deepened beyond mere physical attraction.

I turned off my abilities – Hand of Arousal and Scent of Lust – knowing that if I didn’t, we might never leave this room. The air between us was already thick with desire, our combined scents filling the space with an intoxicating aroma.

I looked at Jennifer, her body glistening with sweat, my cum still dripping from her well-used asshole. The sight made my cock twitch with renewed interest, but I forced myself to focus. I needed to meet with those pornstars, and more importantly, I needed to give Jennifer time to recover.

We moved to the shower together, the warm water cascading over our bodies as we washed away the evidence of our passion. Jennifer’s hands were gentle as they traced over my skin, her caring and possessive touch. The way she leaned into me, the way her fingers lingered on my chest – it spoke volumes about her growing attachment.

As we dressed, I noticed Kate was no longer in the room. My telepathy picked up faint traces of her presence, but she had clearly left. I didn’t worry about it – Kate would come to me eventually. Her thoughts had been clear enough; her desire for me would bring her back.

When we emerged from the room, the party was still in full swing. The bass of the music thrummed through my body, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and desire. My eyes scanned the crowd, taking in the sea of bodies moving to the rhythm.

Then I spotted Kate near the bar, her body language tense as she argued with her husband. Barry’s face was flushed with anger, his hands gesturing wildly as he spoke. I focused my telepathy, probing his thoughts:

Barry’s mental voice was thick with lust and anger, his thoughts swirling in a toxic mix of desire and insecurity. [Where has she been… I couldn’t find her anywhere.] His thoughts raced with suspicion, his mind conjuring images of Kate with other men. [Is she cheating on me?] His mental voice grew thick with arousal, his cock twitching in his pants despite his erectile dysfunction. [But my wife really loves me…] His thoughts turned inward, laced with desperate hope. [She couldn’t cheat on me…] His mental voice was thick with need, his heart aching with the fear of losing her.

[Otherwise, she might have divorced me after knowing I couldn’t even be a man…] His thoughts raced with frustration, his hands clenching into fists. [Fuck, I can’t even get it up…] His mental voice was thick with bitterness, his mind flashing with memories of failed attempts in the bedroom. [But I know she still wants me…] His thoughts turned inward, laced with longing. [She still looks at me with love…] His mental voice was thick with need, his heart swelling with emotion.

I realized Barry’s suspicions weren’t just about Kate’s behavior – they were rooted in his own insecurities and twisted desires. The way he couldn’t meet his wife’s needs, the way he saw other men looking at her – it had clearly eaten away at his confidence, turning his thoughts to dark fantasies.

Jennifer’s hand slipped into mine, her touch grounding me in the present. I looked down at her, seeing the way her eyes searched my face, the way her body leaned into mine. The connection between us was growing stronger with each passing moment, her attachment to me deepening in ways I hadn’t anticipated.