Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties-Chapter 967: Nico’s Video Call

Julie screamed—high and broken.

"AAHH—your tongue in my dirty asshole again—fucking deep—stretching my shithole—while Samantha milks your cock with her fat tits—oh fuck—gonna squirt—gonna flood your face—nnh—yes—suck my nasty hole—make me cum—make me squirt all over that little maid—!"

Her body seized—thighs clamping around my head—and she exploded.

A massive, gushing torrent of hot squirt erupted from her cunt—spraying in powerful, messy jets straight across Samantha’s face, tits, and hair.

The clear fluid drenched the maid as she kept sliding her breasts up and down my cock—squirt dripping from her chin, running down her cleavage, soaking her bra and skin until she glistened like she’d been oiled.

"Aaah—Madam’s squirt—splashing everywhere—hot... sticky... all over my tits—my face—tastes so good—mixed with Master’s precum—nnh—my nipples... rubbing against his shaft... so slippery now—aaah—gonna make him cum—gonna make him explode between my tits—!"

I groaned louder—hips bucking up into Samantha’s tight tit-tunnel.

"Fuck—your tits feel too good—soft... heavy... squeezing my cock so tight—suck that head—milk me—gonna cum—gonna fill your mouth—gonna paint your face and those fat tits white—take it—take my load you dirty little tit-whore—!"

Samantha dove forward—lips sealing around the head just as the first thick rope erupted.

I exploded—hot, forceful jets shooting straight into her mouth, flooding her tongue, her cheeks, spilling past her lips when she couldn’t swallow fast enough. She moaned around the spurting head—gulping desperately—cum overflowing, running down her chin, dripping onto her heaving tits in thick white ropes that mixed with Julie’s squirt.

"Nico..." she rasped around my cock—voice wrecked, cum bubbling at the corners of her mouth—eyes locked on the camera. "This is what a real man does to me. Fills my throat... makes me choke... makes me cry... makes me drown in squirt while I gag on his cock. You? You were nothing. Just a pathetic loser with a tiny dick. Goodbye forever."

Julie—still catching her breath—tapped the screen and ended the recording with a trembling finger.

"Sent," she whispered, smirking wickedly. "Straight to Nico. With love from all of us."

Samantha collapsed forward—forehead resting on my thigh—panting, trembling, but smiling through the mess covering her face and tits.

"I... I did it..." she whispered hoarsely. "I told him... I showed him... I’m... I’m free now... all yours..."

I reached down—stroking her soaked hair gently, my fingers tangling in the wet strands still sticky with Julie’s squirt and my cum.

"Good girl," I growled, voice thick with satisfaction. "You’re mine now. Completely. And Nico will never bother you again."

Julie slid off my face—legs shaky, thighs glistening—then leaned down to kiss Samantha deeply, tongues sliding together as she tasted her own squirt and my cum on the younger woman’s tongue.

"Welcome to the family, little sister," Julie purred against her lips. "You’re going to love the plane ride... we’re all going to break you in together—slow, deep, and filthy."

Samantha was still on her knees between my legs, face and tits absolutely drenched in Julie’s thick squirt and the overflow of my cum.

Thick white ropes clung to her chin, dripped from her swollen nipples, and ran in sticky trails down the deep valley of her cleavage.

She looked like a complete whore — mascara ruined, hair matted, lips puffy and glossy — and she was still licking her lips like she couldn’t get enough of the taste.

Suddenly, her phone rang again. The screen lit up with Nico’s name — this time a video call.

Before she could even reach for it, I snatched the phone and answered.

"Oh... so you are Nico," I said calmly, my voice dripping with mockery as I turned the camera straight toward Samantha’s cum-covered face and my still-throbbing cock.

Nico’s face filled the screen — beet-red, veins popping, eyes bulging with pure rage.

"MOTHERFUCKER!!! I WILL KILL YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH! AND THAT WHORE SAMANTHA — I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU BOTH, YOU SLUT!"

I smirked and angled the phone so the camera had a perfect close-up of Samantha’s messy face and my heavy, cum-smeared cock still twitching in front of her lips.

"Samantha... your ex-boyfriend wants to talk to you."

Samantha didn’t hesitate for a second.

She leaned forward, tongue sliding out long and slow, and dragged it from the base of my balls all the way up the thick, veiny underside of my cock — collecting every drop of leftover cum and Julie’s squirt in one filthy, wet lick. She moaned loudly, deliberately, making sure the microphone picked up every nasty sound.

"Mmmph... fuck... Master’s cock tastes so good... still so thick... still leaking for me..."

She looked straight into the camera, eyes teary but defiant, lips stretched in a mocking smile as she spoke directly to Nico while her tongue kept working.

"What do you want to talk about, Nico?" she rasped, voice hoarse and dripping with cum.

"Didn’t you see I’m busy? My mouth is full... my tongue is busy cleaning a real man’s cock. Look at it — so fucking huge... so thick... veins everywhere... head so fat and swollen... and it’s still hard after flooding my throat. You could never do this. Your tiny little pee-pee never even made me wet."

She wrapped her small hand around the base and shook my cock hard — slapping the heavy, cum-slick head against her tongue with loud, wet thwack-thwack-thwack sounds.

"See this, you pathetic loser?" she taunted, voice loud and clear for the camera. "This is what a real cock looks like. Thick. Heavy. Veiny. Making me gag and cry and drool like a brainless whore. "

"You? You had a sad little worm. I never even felt it. But this... this cock owns me. It stretches my throat until I can’t breathe. It makes me choke and spit and beg for more. Watch me, Nico. Watch how I worship a real man."

She dove back down — lips stretching wide as she took the head into her mouth again, sucking hard with wet, obscene slurp-slurp noises while her tongue swirled around the sensitive underside.

She pulled off with a gasp, strings of spit and cum hanging from her lips, then slapped the cock against her tongue again — harder this time — making it bounce and smear more mess across her face.

"Fuck... it’s still so hard... still throbbing... still leaking cum for me... I can taste Julie’s squirt mixed with his load... so salty... so thick... so much better than anything you ever gave me. I’m his cumdump now. His throat-slut. His tit-whore. And you? You’re nothing. Just a sad, tiny-dicked ex I never want to see again."

She looked straight into the lens, eyes burning with cruel satisfaction, and gave my cock one last long, slow lick from balls to tip — tongue flat and sloppy, collecting every drop.

"Goodbye, Nico. Enjoy the video. Maybe jerk your little worm to it one last time before you delete it forever."

Nico’s face twisted in pure fury — he was screaming something incoherent, spit flying — but he couldn’t take it anymore. The screen went black.

He hung up.