Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties-Chapter 320: More Wet Panties

I looked at Isabella, who was blushing slightly, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. I could see the slight tremble in her body, the flush in her cheeks, and the way her breath hitched as she tried to maintain her composure.

[Fuck, why does he have to be so damn sexy? Why does he have to make me feel this way? I can't stop thinking about his cock, about how it would feel inside me, stretching me, filling me... God, I'm so wet, I can feel it dripping down my thighs... I want him to fuck me hard, to make me his dirty little slut...]

Her thoughts raced, a chaotic mix of desire and frustration. She couldn't help but imagine the sensation of my cock inside her, the way it would stretch her, fill her completely. The thought made her pussy throb with need, her wetness increasing with each passing second.

[I want him to bend me over and pound me from behind, to fill my pussy with his thick cock. I want to feel his cum dripping out of me, marking me as his. Fuck, I'm so turned on, I can't think straight... I want him to use me, to make me scream his name as I cum all over his cock...]

Her inner thoughts grew more intense, more explicit as she imagined the raw, primal act of being taken by me. She wanted to feel my hands on her body, my cock deep inside her, making her scream with pleasure. The thought of being used, of being fucked hard and rough, made her body tremble with anticipation.

Sofia, recovering from her shock, stepped closer to Isabella, her eyes gleaming with a mix of challenge and desire. "Oh, Isabella, you think you're so clever?" she said, her voice filled with a mix of playfulness and heat.

She reached out and gently cupped Isabella's breast, her thumb brushing against the nipple through the fabric of her dress. "Maybe we should see just how wet you really are."

Isabella gasped, her body trembling with a mix of surprise and arousal. She tried to step back, but Sofia held her firmly in place, her other hand slipping under Isabella's dress and pressing against her bare pussy.

[Fuck, what are they doing to me? Sofia's hand feels so good on my breast, her thumb circling my nipple, making it hard. God, I can't believe they're touching me like this, making me feel this way. I should stop them, but it feels so fucking good...]

Isabella caught Sofia's hand, blushing deeply as she tried to push it away. "Don't... aaaah," she stammered, her voice filled with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. But Sofia didn't stop, her fingers continuing to tease Isabella's nipple, making her breath hitch.

Carolina joined in, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She moved behind Isabella, her hands sliding around to cup Isabella's other breast, her fingers pinching the nipple gently. "Yeah, Isabella, let's see how much you've been thinking about Jack," she said, her voice filled with a mix of playfulness and heat. Her other hand joined Sofia's, her fingers slipping inside Isabella, teasing her clit and making her squirm.

[Fuck, Carolina's fingers are inside me now, sliding in and out, making me so wet. I can feel my pussy clenching around her fingers, wanting more. God, I'm so turned on, I can't think straight. I want them to make me cum, to feel the release...]

Isabella's body trembled, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tried to resist the overwhelming sensations. She caught Carolina's hand, trying to pull it away, but Carolina held firm, her fingers continuing to tease Isabella's clit, making her moan softly.

"Please... stop..." Isabella whispered, her voice filled with a mix of desperation and arousal. But her body betrayed her, her hips moving slightly to meet the rhythm of Carolina's fingers.

Sofia leaned in, her breath hot against Isabella's ear. "You don't want us to stop, Isabella. You're enjoying this too much," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of desire and command. She increased the pressure on Isabella's nipple, making her gasp.

Carolina's fingers moved faster, her thumb circling Isabella's clit with expert precision. "Yeah, Isabella, you love this. You're so wet, so ready to cum," she said, her voice filled with a mix of playfulness and heat.

Isabella's breath hitched, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensation. She looked at me, her eyes filled with a mix of desperation and arousal. "Jack, help me..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.

I smiled softly, my eyes filled with a mix of love and lust. "You're doing just fine, Isabella. Enjoy the moment," I said, my voice filled with a mix of amusement and desire.

Sofia and Carolina continued to tease Isabella, their hands exploring her body, their fingers slipping in and out of her pussy, making her moan and squirm. Isabella's body trembled, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she neared her climax.

[Fuck, I'm so close. Their fingers feel so good, so fucking good. I can't believe they're making me feel this way. I want to cum, I need to cum... No... No... I have to hold back, otherwise, I'll squirt just like Julie. I won't be able to hold my face high in front of Lisa and Mary and Jack's other women...]

Isabella's inner struggle was intense, her body on the brink of orgasm, but her mind racing with the fear of embarrassment. She tried to hold back, her body tensing as she fought against the overwhelming sensations.

Just as Sofia and Carolina were about to intensify their teasing, Lisa and Mary, looking at their sister Isabella being bullied by their other sisters, stepped forward, their expressions protective and determined.

They reached down under their dresses and removed their panties, standing firmly beside Isabella. They held up their panties, revealing the wet spots, just like Isabella's.

Lisa's face was flushed with a mix of embarrassment and determination. [ I can't let them bully Sister Isabella like this. She's my sister, and I need to protect her. Even if it means exposing ourselves...] Her panties were damp, the wet spot evident, a testament to her own arousal.

She looked at Sofia and Carolina with a challenging gaze, her voice filled with a mix of protectiveness and resolve. "I am the same as Sister Isabella..." she said, her voice steady despite her blushing cheeks.

Mary nodded in agreement, her eyes gleaming with a mix of love and determination. [ Sister Isabella needs us, and we can't let her down. I hope this will make them stop...] Her panties were equally wet, the fabric clinging to her skin as she pulled them off.