Read Novel Full Chapter 506: Hannah’s Squirting Pussy
Chapter 506: Hannah’s Squirting Pussy
As I rubbed Hannah’s clit, slamming my hips against hers, I could feel her body trembling with pleasure, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
The intensity of our connection, the depth of our emotions, and the passion that had been building between us since the moment we met all culminated in this single, perfect instant. I pulled my cock out suddenly, feeling her pussy pushing me out, and as I did, Hannah squirted hard, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm.
"Aaaaah hmm... Aah aah aaaaah aaaaaaah," she cried out, her body trembling with each spurt of her release, her voice filled with pleasure and abandon.
The silken sheets beneath us were a tangled mess, a testament to the passion that had consumed us, the love that had brought us together. Her juices sprayed across my chest and face, the warm liquid a testament to her pleasure, her desire, her love.
Julie, watching from the side, her eyes filled with a mix of amusement and desire, said, "My little daughter is squirting so hard on her mother’s boyfriend. Aren’t you a little bit ashamed?" Her voice was teasing and playful, her eyes never leaving ours, her touch gentle and loving.
Hannah, panting and trembling, looked at Julie, her eyes filled with defiance and desire. "No, Jack is also my boyfriend," she said, her voice filled with passion and conviction, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
"If anybody is ashamed, it should be you, an old woman stealing younger boys. You should be ashamed of yourself, Mother. Look at you, desperate and alone, trying to steal the love and attention of a man who is clearly meant for me."
Julie’s eyes widened in surprise and arousal at Hannah’s boldness, her voice filled with a mix of shock and desire. "You little vixen," she said, her hand gently tracing her own body, her touch light and tender. "You have some nerve, speaking to your mother like that. But I must admit, it’s quite a turn-on."
I looked at Hannah, my heart filled with love and desire, my voice filled with sincerity and affection. "You are amazing, my love," I said, my hand gently cupping her cheek, my touch warm and comforting. "Your passion and desire are a testament to the love we share, the bond that has brought us together."
Hannah smiled at me, her eyes reflecting her love and happiness, her voice filled with emotion and gratitude. "Thank you, Jack," she said, her hand gently tracing my cheek, her touch warm and comforting. "I love you, and I am yours, now and forever. And Mother, you can watch all you want, but you’ll never have what we have. Jack is mine, and I am his."
Julie, her eyes filled with love and desire, said, her voice filled with sincerity and affection, her touch gentle and loving. "You are both amazing, my loves. Your passion and desire are a testament to the love we share, the bond that has brought us together. But Hannah, my dear, you forget that I have experience and skills that you can only dream of. I can show Jack pleasures that you can’t even imagine."
As Hannah’s eyes blazed with defiance and desire, she looked at Julie with a mix of passion and conviction. "Mother, you are delusional," she said, her voice filled with a fiery intensity. "Jack doesn’t need your experience. He needs my youth, my passion, my love. You are just a faded memory, a shadow of what you once were."
Julie’s expression turned serious as she looked at her daughter, her voice steady and firm. "Really, Hannah? You think about your mom like that? After all I’ve done for you, the love and care I’ve given you?" Her eyes reflected a mix of hurt and determination, her touch gentle yet firm.
Hannah, her body still trembling with the remnants of pleasure, met her mother’s gaze with a mix of defiance and curiosity. "Mother, you talk big," she said, her voice laced with a hint of challenge. "But can you really show Jack pleasures that I can’t? I doubt it. You are just an old woman, trying to hold on to her youth, her beauty, her passion. But it’s too late for you. You are just a faded memory, a shadow of what you once were."
Julie’s eyes narrowed slightly, her voice taking on a tone of authority and experience. "Hannah, my dear, you underestimate the depth of my knowledge and the richness of my experience," she said, her hand gently tracing the contours of her own body, a subtle reminder of her allure. "There are pleasures and depths of passion that only time and experience can teach. You may have youth, but I have the wisdom of a lifetime."
Hannah’s eyes flashed with a mix of frustration and curiosity. "Wisdom? Or just old tricks?" she retorted, her voice dripping with a blend of sarcasm and genuine inquiry. "What can you possibly teach Jack that he doesn’t already know? That I can’t show him?"
Julie smiled, a knowing and mysterious smile that hinted at secrets yet to be revealed. "More than you can imagine, my dear," she said, her voice a soft purr. "There are layers to pleasure, nuances that only experience can uncover. Jack may know much, but there is always more to learn, more to explore."
Julie looked at Hannah with a smirk, her eyes filled with a mix of amusement and challenge. "Hmm, look who’s talking," she said, her voice dripping with mockery. "You haven’t made Jack cum not even once. You want to compete with me? Please, dream on."
Hannah’s face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and defiance. "Mom," she said, her voice trembling slightly, but her eyes never wavered from Julie’s gaze. "You don’t have to be like this. We can share, Jack, learn from each other."
Julie’s smirk deepened, her eyes sparkling with a mix of confidence and desire. She turned to me, her hands gently tracing the contours of her body, her movements fluid and practiced. "Jack, my love, let me remind you of the pleasures that only experience can bring," she said, her voice a sultry purr, dripping with lust and anticipation.
She came closer to my ear, her breath warm and inviting, her voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fire within me. "Jack, I want to do what you did to Karen in the bathroom," she said, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and raw desire.
"I want to show my daughter who the boss is, who knows how to please a man, who knows how to take a cock like a true woman, like a slut who knows her place."