Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 600: Haruna’s Blooming Pussy

"Mmm— YES, YOU WILL ..." Hannah growled, her voice dark with possession, her fingers working Haruna’s clit faster.

"B-Because you love it..." Her lips crashed onto Haruna’s, her tongue forcing its way into her mouth, tasting her own filthy fluids on Haruna’s lips. "A-And you know it..."

Haruna moaned into the kiss, her body arching into Hannah’s touch, her pussy dripping as Hannah’s fingers fucked her harder. "Mmm— fuck..." she whispered, her voice breathy and desperate, her protests melting into moans. "I-I hate you..." Her hips rolled, her body begging for more. "B-But don’t stop ..."

Hannah laughed, a dark, triumphant sound as she fingered Haruna harder, her lips trailing down Haruna’s neck. "Mmm— GOOD GIRL ..." she panted, her voice thick with lust.

"N-Now cum for me..." Her fingers pressed harder, her thumb circling Haruna’s clit. "S-Squirt all over my fingers... like the filthy slut you are"

Haruna screamed, her body convulsing as her orgasm hit, her pussy gushing all over Hannah’s fingers, her juices mixing with Hannah’s piss and squirt.

"AAAAH— FUCK! — HANNAH! — I’M CUMMMING—!" Her nails dug into Hannah’s shoulders, her breath coming in ragged gasps as her body shuddered with pleasure.

Haruna’s soaked clothes were torn from her body in one brutal motion, her glistening skin exposed under the harsh light, her hard nipples aching and swollen, begging for attention.

Hannah yanked her bra apart with a snap, the lace ripping as Haruna’s tits spilled free, heavy and perfect, her nipples already pebbled and desperate.

Hannah’s grip was iron—possessive, unyielding—as she hauled Haruna toward the bed where Julie lay sprawled, unconscious. The faintest rise and fall of Julie’s chest was the only sign she was still there, lost in whatever daze had stolen her away.

Hannah didn’t spare her a glance. Her focus was on Haruna, trembling in her grasp, her skin still damp from the earlier chaos, her breath coming in sharp, uneven bursts.

"Fuck, look at her," I growled, my voice rough, my cock already throbbing against my pants. "Already shaking like she knows what’s coming."

With a rough shove, Hannah tumbled Haruna onto the mattress beside Julie, the impact making Haruna’s thighs press together instinctively. But Hannah wasn’t having that.

"Open for me," she commanded, her voice a dark purr, fingers already digging into the soft flesh of Haruna’s inner thighs. Haruna whimpered, but she obeyed—her legs parting slowly, reluctantly, as if her body knew what was coming before her mind could catch up.

"Goddamn," I hissed, stepping closer, my hands twitching at my sides. "Spread those pretty thighs wider, Hannah. Let me see that tight little cunt."

Hannah didn’t wait. She shifted, rolling onto her back with a fluid, predatory grace, then pulled Haruna down with her. Letting Haruna’s head rest on her lap, her hair touching Hannah’s pussy.

Haruna’s head was suddenly buried against Hannah’s pussy, "That’s it," Hannah murmured, tangling her fingers into Haruna’s hair, holding her there—trapped. "Breathe me in, little slut. Learn what you’re here for."

Then came the real humiliation.

Hannah hooked her hands under Haruna’s knees, lifting, spreading—forcing her legs up and apart until Haruna’s pussy was bared to the room, exposed like an offering.

The position was obscene: Haruna’s thighs splayed wide, her hips tilted up, her cunt glistening, blooming under the harsh light. Hannah adjusted her grip, pulling Haruna’s knees toward her shoulders, folding her nearly in half.

The effect was devastating—Haruna’s pussy unfurled, petals slick and flushed, the tight little hole clenching at nothing, begging to be filled.

"Holy shit," I groaned, my cock finally free, stroking it slowly as I drank in the sight.

"Look at that perfect little flower. All pink and wet and fucking mine." I stepped closer, the head of my cock already leaking, desperate to bury it in her.

"You’re gonna take every inch, Haruna. Right here, with Julie passed the fuck out next to you, while Hannah holds you down like the good little slut you are."

Hannah’s fingers pressed against Haruna’s clit, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles. Haruna moaned against her, the vibration making Hannah’s thighs twitch.

"You hear that, baby?" I taunted, gripping the base of my cock, giving it a rough tug. "She’s moaning just from your touch. Bet she’s dreaming about my cock stretching her open."

Hannah chuckled, low and dark, then gave Haruna’s clit one last, punishing flick before pulling her hand away. "She’s ready," Hannah said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "All yours."

The second my knees hit the bed, the weight of my body pressing into the mattress, Haruna’s slick folds parted under the heat of my cock, her juices coating me like fucking syrup.

"Damn right she is," I growled, my voice rough and possessive, my hand gripping the base of my cock as I lined myself up. The thick head pressed against her tight entrance, her walls already clenching in anticipation.

"Gonna fuck you so hard you scream, Haruna."My other hand slapped her ass, the sound echoing through the room as her body jerked.

Haruna whimpered, her body tensing under me, but there was no escape—not with Hannah’s iron grip locking her in place, her legs spread wide, her ass lifted and exposed.

Her breath came in short, desperate gasps as my cock teased her entrance, the head pressing just enough to make her squirm. "A-Ah..." she moaned, her voice breathy and needy, her fingers clawing at the sheets. "P-Please... just— "

But then—fuck—Haruna’s phone buzzed from the floor, the sharp ringtone cutting through the heavy air. Hannah froze, her eyes snapping to the glowing screen before she grinned, a wicked smirk curling her lips.

"Mmm— what’s this ...?" She leaned down, her tits swaying as she reached for the phone, her fingers hovering over the screen. "It’s sister Yuko’s phone..." Her voice dropped to a teasing purr, her gaze flicking to Haruna, whose face had gone pale. "S-Should I pick it up ...?"

Haruna panicked, her body jerking as she tried to twist free. "N-No—! Don’t—! " Her voice cracked, her eyes wide with horror, but Hannah’s grip tightened, holding her firmly in place.

"Oh, but I think I should ..." Hannah purred, her thumb pressing the answer button before Haruna could protest again. The call connected, the sound of Yuko’s voice filling the room—cheerful, unsuspecting.

"Haruna? You there? I’ve been trying to—" Yuko’s voice came over.