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Chapter 806 69
Blanche seemed to have accepted her situation and dropped any pretense of maternal authority. She wore only a cool silk slip dress with thin straps.
She had on sexy underwear but no bra. With every step, her D-cup breasts swayed, incredibly alluring.
The lightweight silk slip dress was a homey style, not at all revealing, but even without a plunging neckline, it showed off her beautiful cleavage.
And with every movement, her breasts bounced under the fabric. Even if you couldn't see her nipples clearly, it was an unparalleled temptation.
The busty little loli Avery was dressed even lighter. She wore only a pair of cotton cartoon-print panties covering that tempting area.
Up top, she wore a thin camisole, another victim of the summer heat who didn't want to wear a bra at home.
Braless, her breasts, a size bigger than her mother's, bounced with every move, a truly beautiful sight.
Avery had just showered and tied her hair into pigtails, looking especially cute. Her flushed little face made you want to kiss her.
Sitting at the table, she cheered, "Mom, tonight's feast is amazing!"
Blanche looked at her adorable daughter with tender eyes. "You little greedy girl, go grab your drink and we can eat."
"I don't want soda, I want to drink red wine with you guys."
Avery shook her head firmly.
Blanche didn't force her. She brought out the last soup and said softly, "Suit yourself, but don't have too much."
Luis sat down, with the mother on one side and the daughter on the other, pure bliss.
Their bare legs, jade-like arms, deep cleavage, and cool attire were more alluring than full nudity.
But the night was long, and the unspoken barrier remained. Luis restrained himself and enjoyed the cozy dinner.
Both were dressed this way, almost self-deceptively, they knew exactly what their relationship was.
Blanche served the soup first and said gently, "Avery, finals are coming up. You need to study hard now."
Luis took a sip of the soup and couldn't help exclaiming, "So fresh and sweet!!!"
It was a classic combination of fresh ingredients: a whole chicken leg as the base, must be free-range for such rich flavor.
Slow-cooked with dried scallops and bamboo fungus.
The different umami from plant, animal, and shellfish intertwined perfectly.
This skill rivaled a hotel chef. Blanche was truly a "six-sided warrior", a wife with almost no flaws.
High EQ and IQ, great communication skills, virtuous, clever, and a good cook.
Every time he spent time with her, the comfort was unmatched, relaxing and addictive.
Avery immediately said proudly, "Mom, don't worry."
"Godfather tutors us in Spanish every weekend. Last time I ranked 22nd in class, and this time I'm 15th. The teacher even praised my progress."
Though the Mother-Daughter Descent 2 mission was complete and recycled,
Having such a beautiful mother-daughter pair in his harem made Luis particularly proud. Naturally, he had to spread the love evenly.
Blanche poured red wine while looking at Luis skeptically. "You really know Spanish? Don't go teaching the kids wrong."
Luis sipped his soup and looked at her helplessly. "Why are you so suspicious of me?"
Blanche squinted as if to say, You know why.
It was like saying, you're either partying or chasing women all day, never studying. Who'd believe you?
Every Saturday, her daughter went to Leah's house under the guise of tutoring. Studying was good.
But with Luis as the teacher, that word suddenly sounded a bit sinister.
Avery, at that first-love age, pouted at seeing her beloved doubted. She grabbed her tablet and said, "Mom, how can you not believe him?"
"Godfather's Spanish is so good he can argue with foreigners and leave them speechless."
Blanche's face flushed, feeling awkward. At home, her daughter kept calling him "Godfather."
It was undeniably intimate and stirred certain thoughts, did her daughter call him that in bed, or "Daddy"?
Saying that, Avery opened TikTok and connected to influencers in Europe and Latin America.
She placed the tablet in front of Luis. Soon, they connected with an influencer from Spain.
The influencer squeezed her chest and started speaking in Spanish with an accent that left everyone dizzy.
Not only did Blanche not understand Spanish, but even an average Spanish teacher would struggle—accents varied so widely, making it hard to follow.
Just like in any country, you might think there's one standard language, but regional accents and dialects are incredibly diverse, each town or region sounding completely distinct.
Luis started speaking, his Spanish tinged with a regional accent but flawlessly pure. The other person was stunned.
Watching them chat and laugh, Blanche's eyes widened in astonishment.
"¡Adiós!"
Luis ended the call, a bit reluctant.
Avery beamed with pride. "See, Mom? Now do you believe me? Godfather is the best teacher."
She lifted her head proudly, her full breasts bouncing, a truly breathtaking sight.
Blanche was dumbfounded. "You really can speak it... I've never seen you study."
Luis raised his glass with a chuckle, clinking it against hers, and said, "I do all my reading and studying in the study, okay? Carrying a book around everywhere to look busy is just for show."
He lied without batting an eye, completely composed.
Blanche smiled apologetically. "Well, I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be such a scholar."
Before Luis could respond, Avery piped up proudly, "Of course, my godfather is good at everything..."
Her playful expression was so adorable that both of them burst out laughing and raised their glasses together.
The meal was hearty and homey, with a soup that was particularly appetizing.
They chatted about studies and daily life while watching the local news on TV, a warm, ordinary dinner.
After they'd eaten their fill, Avery had only a small sip of red wine; the rest was finished by Luis and Blanche.
Blanche busied herself clearing the table. She glanced back to see her daughter taking Luis's hand and leading him to the bedroom. With a soft sigh, she knew what was coming.
It seemed her daughter was head over heels and, emboldened by the wine, wanted to openly declare their relationship tonight.
As she washed the dishes, she felt distracted. The alcohol made her body warm, her mind fuzzy, but at least she didn't drop any plates.
Normally, Blanche could hold her liquor well, but tonight her emotions were in turmoil.
After hastily finishing the dishes, she gritted her teeth and crept toward the bedroom.
To her surprise, her daughter had left the door wide open. As if a reunion after separation would make them behave?
The answer was no.
Clothes were already tossed on the desk. On her daughter's pink bed, the scene was utterly erotic.
They were tangled in a 69 position. Luis held the little loli's round, cute butt, greedily licking her hairless, pink little pussy.
His teeth lightly grazed her sensitive clit, as adorable as a little red bean, while his tongue delved into her honey hole, probing and teasing.
He savored her sweet nectar as the little loli moaned incoherently around his cock.
Her face was dazed, her eyes misty with lust. Her cherry-red lips tightly wrapped around his dark shaft, the contrast was visually stunning.
That pretty little mouth, bobbing up and down, making her twin pigtails bounce, it added an indescribable lewdness to her innocent look.
How could such a small mouth take all of that?
Even her blowjob skills looked practiced. That bastard must have trained her well.
The door wasn't even closed. She could clearly hear those obscene slurping sounds.
It was disrespectful, this had to be that pervert's idea. She knew he'd had ulterior motives when he insisted she bring her daughter home.
Leaving the door open while she was home, how infuriating.
But then Blanche thought: her daughter hadn't objected, which was even more infuriating. It proved her innocent, adorable daughter had long been corrupted by him...
"Mmm... Daddy... I can't take it~!!!"
"I'm coming... it feels so good~!!!"
Suddenly, Avery shuddered, her body stiffening and turning pink all over.
Blanche, an experienced woman, could tell her daughter had just orgasmed. She hadn't expected her to be so sensitive, it had only been a short while.
Remembering that slow, toe-curling pleasure, Blanche realized her panties were already soaked.
She wasn't surprised. Watching her daughter's live sex show was thrilling in itself. And she hadn't been intimate with him lately, her body was craving it.
Women bound by the Affection Through Familiarity hack would never desire another man.
Their bodies would also grow more sensitive to Luis, not yet at the level of the Wood women, but enough to dominate their desires.
In her daze, Blanche's eyes met Luis's as he sat up.
He gave her a lecherous grin, then pinned the limp little loli beneath him, kissing her and soothing her through the afterglow.
"Godfather... you're so good~..."
The little loli murmured in bliss, unaware her mother was watching at the door.
Even if she knew, she'd likely pretend not to, leaving the door open while her mom was home meant she was mentally prepared.
Luis deliberately adjusted the angle so Blanche could clearly see their lower bodies.
Her daughter's hairless pussy was pink and glistening, emitting an irresistible allure.
Under her rapt gaze, his dark, hard cock aligned with that youthful, wet honey hole and slowly pushed inside.
That tiny entrance could actually take something so massive, a visually breathtaking sight.
As his cock sank in inch by inch, her daughter's childish, coquettish moans began.
"So good... Godfather~!!!"
"You're always so gentle... ahhh... it's inside... so good~... Avery doesn't hurt at all anymore~."
Between kisses, his cock was fully buried. From her angle, she could see it sliding in and out with tender rhythm.
Blanche trembled all over, imagining the pleasure of such gentle intimacy.
Unlike the wild, intense thrill of rough sex, this was a slow, exquisite ecstasy.
The gentle rhythm, combined with loving kisses and teasing, was probably the perfect pace for a young girl, her tender body might not handle anything too rough.
Blanche watched, breathing heavily, her eyes clouded with lust. As a mother, her feelings were deeply conflicted.