Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties - Chapter 372

Chapter 372: Germany Awaits
I held Olivia’s waist tightly, trying to pull her up from on top of me. But her womb was still clenching the tip of my cock inside, her pussy stretched taut around my girth. I growled, my hands gripping her hips as I used some force to pull her up.

As I pulled out, a loud popping sound echoed in the room, her pussy making a wet, sloshing noise as it released my cock. My cum dripped from her, flowing down her thighs and onto the bed beneath us in thick, white ropes.

I gently laid her down on the bed, covering her with a sheet and letting her rest and sleep. Her body was still trembling, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she recovered from our intense fucking.

I walked into the bathroom, taking a shower to wash away the evidence of our filthy fucking. The water cascaded down my body, washing away the sweat and cum that coated my skin. I stepped out of the shower, drying myself off before walking into the living room.

As I entered, I saw Stella and Julie waiting for me. Stella’s eyes lit up as she saw me, and she walked over, her hips swaying in her maid outfit. “Master, good morning,” she said, her voice soft and submissive. She leaned in, pressing her lips against mine in a gentle kiss.

I kissed her back, my hands groping her ass in her maid outfit, squeezing her soft flesh. She blushed, her breath hitching as she pulled away, her eyes filled with desire. “Master, let me prepare your breakfast,” she said, her voice barely a whisper.

I nodded, my hands releasing her ass as she turned and walked towards the kitchen, her hips swaying with each step, the fabric of her skirt clinging to her ass.

I turned to Julie, who was sitting on the couch, her eyes filled with longing. I walked over and sat down, pulling her onto my lap, her body pressing against mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her lips finding mine in a passionate kiss.

Our tongues tangled, our breaths mingling as we lost ourselves in the kiss. My hands roamed her body, squeezing her soft flesh, her moans vibrating against my lips. She ground her hips against mine, her pussy rubbing against my cock, her juices soaking through my pants.

I broke the kiss, my lips brushing against her ear. “You’re so eager,” I murmured, my voice a low growl. Julie was a bit embarrassed, her cheeks flushed with desire.

She looked at me, her eyes filled with mischief. “I can’t help it,” she whispered, her voice a low purr. “You make me this way.”

I chuckled, my eyes locked on hers. “And what’s wrong with that?” I asked, my voice a low growl. “I love seeing you like this.”

Julie smiled, her body pressing against mine. “I know,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “And I love it too.”

I looked at her and gently caressed her hair, my fingers tangling in her locks. “Where are the others?” I asked, my voice soft.

Julie looked at me, her eyes filled with mischief. “They all went out to make money for you,” she teased, her voice a low purr. “You’re living off your women.”

I chuckled, my eyes locked on hers. “And what’s wrong with that?” I asked, my voice a low growl. “I provide for them in other ways.”

Julie smiled, her body pressing against mine. “I know,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

I looked up and saw Stella standing there with the breakfast in her hands, her eyes filled with desire. I beckoned her over, my voice a low command. “Stella, why don’t you feed me with your hands?”

Stella nodded, her cheeks flushed with a blush. She smiled and started giving me food, her fingers trembling slightly as she fed me. I could see the desire in her eyes, her body trembling with anticipation.

I took a bite, my eyes locked on hers. “Delicious,” I murmured, my voice a low growl. “But not as delicious as you.”

Stella blushed, her body trembling with desire. “Master,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “You’re too kind.”

I smiled, my eyes locked on hers. “I know,” I said, my voice a low growl. “And I plan on showing you just how kind I can be.”

I reached out, my hand cupping her cheek, my thumb brushing against her lips. She leaned into my touch, her eyes filled with desire. I could feel her body trembling with anticipation, her breath hitching slightly.

“Master,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I love making breakfast for you.”

I smiled, my eyes locked on hers. “And I love watching you make it,” I said, my voice a low growl. “But I think I’d love watching you make something else even more.”

Stella blushed, her body trembling with desire. “And what would that be, Master?” she asked, her voice barely audible.

I looked at her, my eyes filled with desire. “I think I’d love watching you make yourself cum,” I said, my voice a low growl.

Stella blushed, her body trembling with desire, her breath coming in shallow gasps. “Master,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes filled with desire and hesitation. “You are always teasing me…”

I chuckled, my eyes locked on hers, my hand sliding down to her waist, my fingers tracing her curves. “I know,” I said, my voice a low growl, my lips brushing against her ear. “But I think you love it.”

Stella blushed, her body trembling with desire, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She nodded, her eyes filled with desire, her lips parting slightly. I let her feed me breakfast, my eyes locked on hers, my cock hardening in my pants.

After I finished breakfast, I noticed Julie sitting quietly in the corner of the room. Her usual confident demeanor was replaced with a rare vulnerability. She was nervously playing with the hem of her dress, her eyes downcast. I could sense her hesitation, her unspoken worries hanging heavy in the air between us.

I walked over to her, my footsteps silent on the plush carpet. As I approached, she looked up, her eyes wide with surprise and something else – a flicker of hope. I sat down beside her, our thighs touching, and took her hand in mine. Her fingers were cold, trembling slightly.

“Julie,” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “I know what you’re thinking about.”

Her eyes widened in surprise, her breath catching in her throat. “You… you do?” she asked, her voice barely audible.

I nodded, my thumb tracing circles on the back of her hand. “Germany,” I said simply. “You’ve been thinking about going back, haven’t you?”

Julie’s eyes filled with tears, her lower lip trembling. She nodded silently, a single tear escaping down her cheek. I reached up, brushing it away with my thumb.

“I promised I would take you back after the party,” I continued, my voice gentle but firm. “And I always keep my promises.”

Julie’s breath hitched, her free hand coming up to cover her mouth as if to hold back a sob. “But… but how did you know?” she asked, her voice muffled behind her hand. “I never said anything…”

I smiled softly, my hand cupping her cheek. “I know you, Julie. I know when something’s bothering you. And I could see it in your eyes every time we talked about home.”