Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 511: Julie’s Messy Asshole

"I showed him exactly how to make a woman beg for his cock... how to fuck her until she’s nothing but a satisfied, trembling mess."

Julie’s eyes gleamed with the memory as she continued, her voice dropping to a filthy whisper that sent shivers down Hannah’s spine. "And I am so proud," she murmured, her voice dripping with filthy pride and something deeper - a possessive satisfaction that made Hannah’s stomach clench.

"To be the one who took his virginity, who showed him what real pleasure could be." Her fingers traced slow circles on Hannah’s thigh, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake.

Julie looked at her daughter with a mix of affection and mocking superiority, her lips curling into a knowing smile. "This is the one thing that no one can replace," she purred, her voice rich with confidence.

"It makes me so special to Jack... and that’s why you can never beat me, baby girl." Her hand slipped higher under Hannah, her fingers finding the damp heat of her daughter’s pussy.

"No matter how hard you try, no matter how much you learn... I’ll always have this over you."

Hannah’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body responding to her mother’s dirty words and expert touch despite her shock. She could feel her mother’s confidence radiating from her like heat, could see the truth in her mother’s eyes as they gleamed with the memory of every filthy encounter they’d shared.

A flicker of disappointment crossed her features, her shoulders slumping slightly as she processed her mother’s words.

Julie’s smile softened slightly as she noticed Hannah’s reaction, though her eyes still burned with lust and something more tender. "But don’t worry, Hannah," she murmured, her voice low and rich with promise.

She cupped her daughter’s chin, tilting her face up to meet her gaze. "I’ll be here to teach you, baby girl." Her fingers traced teasing patterns on Hannah’s inner thigh, making her tremble. "I’ll show you exactly how to make him desperate for your tight little cunt... how to make him beg to fill you with his cum."

She pressed her body against Hannah’s, her voice dropping to a filthy whisper that made Hannah’s breath hitch. "I’ll teach you how to take his big cock in every hole," she murmured, her lips brushing Hannah’s ear.

"How to make him groan your name as he fills you with his cum... how to be his perfect little slut." Julie’s fingers found the damp heat of her daughter’s pussy. "Just like your mother."

Hannah’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body responding to her mother’s dirty words and expert touch despite her initial disappointment.

She could feel her mother’s confidence radiating from her like heat, could see the truth in her mother’s eyes as they gleamed with the memory of every filthy encounter they’d shared. A flicker of determination crossed her features, her shoulders squaring slightly as she processed her mother’s words.

Julie’s smile turned positively wicked as she noticed Hannah’s reaction, her voice dropping to a filthy whisper. "You’ll learn, baby girl," she murmured, her fingers tracing slow circles on Hannah’s thigh.

"And I’ll be here to guide you... to show you exactly how to make him desperate for your tight little cunt." Her hand slipped under Hannah’s, her fingers finding her bare skin. "I’ll teach you how to make him beg to fill you with his cum... how to be his perfect little slut."

She pressed her body against Hannah’s, her voice dropping to a filthy whisper. "Just like your mother," she murmured, her lips brushing Hannah’s ear.

Julie’s fingers pressed more insistently against Hannah’s pussy, making the younger woman gasp sharply. The damp fabric clung to her folds as Julie’s touch grew more demanding. "You’ll see, baby girl,"

Julie murmured, her voice thick with filthy promise. Her breath was hot against Hannah’s ear as she continued, her words dripping with dark promise. "With my guidance, you’ll learn exactly how to make him desperate for your tight little cunt. I’ll teach you how to make him beg to fill you with his cum... how to be his perfect little slut, just like your mother."

Hannah’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling as her mother’s dirty words washed over her. She squirmed against Julie’s touch, her voice trembling as she stammered, "M-mom... y-you’re still dirty." Her cheeks flushed crimson as she continued, her voice catching slightly. "P-please wash yourself. You’re all... messy."

Julie’s expression shifted instantly, her eyes widening with exaggerated sadness as she pulled away from Hannah. "Hmm, Jack," she murmured, her voice trembling slightly as she turned to me.

She stepped into my arms, her body pressing against mine as she continued, her voice thick with feigned distress. "Look at my daughter despising me... saying I am dirty." Her voice caught slightly as she wrapped her arms around my neck, her body trembling against mine.

"She forgets when she was small... I was the one who cleaned her dirty little ass... and wiped her shitty little butt." Her fingers dug into my shoulders slightly as she continued, her voice thick with emotion. "Now she is despising me... after all I’ve done for her."

I wrapped my arms around Julie, my hands cupping her ass as I pulled her against me. Her legs wrapped around my waist instinctively, her body molding against mine as I lifted her slightly.

I turned to Hannah, my voice low but firm as I said, "Hannah... you made your mother sad." My hands tightened slightly on Julie’s ass, my fingers digging into her flesh as I spread her cheeks slightly, revealing the messy evidence of her recent bowel movement.

"Why don’t you apologize by cleaning her ass... like she used to clean yours when you were little?" I continued, my voice dropping to a filthy whisper. "Use your tongue, baby girl. Show her how sorry you are... by licking her clean."

Hannah’s breath hitched, her eyes widening slightly as she took in the sight before her. I could see the conflict playing out on her face - the disgust warring with a growing arousal that she couldn’t quite suppress. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached out, her fingers hovering just above Julie’s skin.

Julie’s voice was thick with emotion as she looked at Hannah, her eyes gleaming with a mix of sadness and something darker. "That’s it, baby girl," she murmured, her voice low and approving.

"Show me how sorry you are... use your tongue to clean every inch of me." Her fingers tightened in my hair, guiding Hannah’s movements with gentle pressure. "Lick up all the mess I made... like a good little girl."