Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks - Chapter 245

Chapter 245: Mother-in-Law’s Itchy Pussy
Then, without warning, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slid them down her thighs, her movements slow and teasing. The panties came free, and before I could react, she pressed them against my nose, her voice a dark, husky murmur. “Smell how wet I am for you, Mike…”

The scent hit me like a punch—musky, intoxicating, hers. My cock hardened painfully in my pants, my fingers twitching with the urge to grab her, to pin her down and fuck her right there on the couch. But Emily was still asleep in my lap, her head resting against my thigh, completely unaware of the filthy game her mother was playing.

Jennifer’s breath hitched as she watched my reaction, her lips parting slightly, her eyes dark with desire. “Do you like that?” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of shame and excitement. “Do you like knowing how bad I want you?”

I exhaled sharply, my hand sliding up her thigh, my fingers brushing dangerously close to where she ached for me. “You’re being a very bad girl, Mother-in-law,” I murmured, my voice rough with dark amusement. “What if Emily wakes up?”

Jennifer bit her lip, her body trembling as my touch teased her, her eyes flicking to Emily’s sleeping form before locking back onto mine. “She won’t,” she whispered, her voice desperate. “And even if she does… I don’t care.” Her fingers tightened in the fabric of my shirt, her voice a plea. “I need you, Mike. Now.”

I smirked, my fingers tracing slow, torturous circles on her inner thigh, my touch just shy of where she wanted it. “Patience,” I murmured, my voice a dark promise. “Good things come to those who wait.”

My thumb finally brushed against her, just once, before pulling away, leaving Jennifer gasping, her body trembling with unfulfilled need. “But since you’re being such a slut for me…” I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her ear, my voice a dark, velvet growl that sent shivers down her spine. “Tonight, when everyone’s asleep, I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t remember your own name.”

Jennifer shook her head, her breath hot and ragged against my ear as she whispered, her tongue flicking out to trace the curve of it, sending a jolt of electricity through me. “I can’t wait… I want it now…” Her voice was thick with desperation, her fingers clutching at my shoulder, her body trembling with need.

Before I could react, she stood up, her movements slow and deliberate, her eyes locked onto mine with a mix of defiance and desire. She stepped over me, straddling the couch with one leg on either side of my body.

One leg was dangerously close to Emily’s sleeping form, the other stretched out toward the armrest. Her dress rode up, revealing the glistening, swollen folds of her pussy, right in front of my face.

She rubbed herself against my nose, her breath hitching as she ground against me, her voice a needy, breathless whimper. “Smell how bad I want you, Mike…” Her fingers tangled in my hair, her hips rolling in slow, teasing circles, her pussy already dripping, her arousal so thick I could taste it in the air. A single, glistening drop of her juices slipped from her folds, falling onto Emily’s hair, the strand darkening slightly where it landed.

I groaned, my hands gripping her thighs, my thumbs spreading her open as I breathed her in—musky, sweet, intoxicating. “You’re going to get us caught,” I growled, my voice rough with warning, but my tongue flicked out, tasting her just once, just enough to make her shudder violently.

Jennifer’s breath hitched, her body trembling as she pressed closer, her voice a desperate, broken whisper. “I don’t care…” Her fingers tightened in my hair, her hips rolling again, her pussy rubbing against my lips, her juices smearing against my skin.

Another drop fell, this time landing on Emily’s forehead, sliding down slowly, unnoticed. “Please, Mike… taste me…” Her voice was a plea, her body arching toward me, her need so raw it was almost painful.

I smirked against her skin, my breath hot as I teased her, my voice a dark promise. “You’re a filthy girl, Mother-in-law…” My tongue flicked out again, this time dragging up her slit, making her gasp, her thighs trembling around my head.

“Look at you, dripping all over your daughter…” I murmured, my voice thick with dark amusement as I watched another drop of her arousal slide down Emily’s temple.

Jennifer whimpered, her body shaking, her voice a mix of shame and excitement. “Mike… please…” Her hips rolled again, her pussy pressing harder against my mouth, her juices coating my lips, her scent filling my senses.

And then I lost control.

I pulled her down, my mouth sealing over her, my tongue plunging deep inside her as I devoured her like a starving man.

Jennifer let out a muffled cry, her fingers clutching my hair, her hips grinding against my face as I lapped at her, my tongue swirling over her clit, my lips sucking at her folds.

She was soaking, her arousal dripping down my chin, her body trembling as she tried to stay quiet, her breath coming in sharp, desperate gasps.

“Mike—!Ah—!” Jennifer whimpered, her voice barely more than a ragged breath, her body arching as my tongue plunged deep inside her, fucking her with slow, deliberate strokes. Her fingers clenched in my hair, her thighs trembling around my head as she ground herself against my mouth, her pussy dripping with need.

“I—I can’t—!” she gasped, her voice breaking as her body betrayed her, her hips rolling in desperate, needy circles.

I didn’t stop.

I couldn’t.

Not when she tasted this good—not when she was mine.

My hands slid down, gripping her ass, my fingers spreading her cheeks just enough to tease the tight, forbidden entrance of her asshole.

Jennifer’s breath hitched, her body tensing in surprise as my fingertip brushed against it, circling lightly, tauntingly.

“M-Mike—!” she gasped, her voice a mix of shock and something darker, something that made her pussy clench around my tongue.

“Shhh,” I murmured against her, my voice a dark, velvet growl, my breath hot against her soaked folds. “You like that, don’t you?” My finger pressed just a little harder, not entering, just teasing, just promising. “Such a filthy girl, getting off on this…”

Jennifer’s breath came in sharp, desperate gasps, her body trembling as my tongue swirled over her clit, my finger still playing with her asshole, her arousal dripping down my chin.

“N-No—!Ah—!” she whimpered, but her hips rolled harder, her body begging for more, her fingers tightening in my hair.

I chuckled darkly, my tongue flicking faster, my finger pressing just enough to make her gasp, her body shuddering with need. “You’re dripping, Mother-in-law,” I growled, my voice rough with dark satisfaction. “And you’re going to cum for me, right here, right now…”