Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 946: Gabriela’s Fat Tits Get Grabbed

Then I looked at the three of them—Gabriela still holding the water cup, Lorena with the spoon halfway to my mouth, Jayden glaring like he wanted to tie me down—and sighed.

"Alright... fine. You want the truth? Here it is."

I told them everything.

Not the filthy parts with Julie and Ema, of course—but the real story: how Yuko had misunderstood everything, attacked me in a blind rage thinking I’d betrayed her, how the "accident" had been her fists and her fury, how she’d spent the last day drowning in guilt and trying to atone by nursing me back to health.

They stared at me in stunned silence.

Gabriela’s mouth fell open.

Lorena’s spoon clattered onto the tray.

Jayden’s fists clenched so hard I thought he’d crack his knuckles.

"You’re telling us..." Gabriela whispered, voice shaking, "...that sweet little Yuko—the translator—did this to you?"

I nodded. "She didn’t know the full story. She thought I was playing her. She snapped. It happens."

Lorena’s eyes filled with fresh tears—but this time they were angry.

"You got us worried sick... flew us across borders... and it was just a misunderstanding? You couldn’t have told us before?!"

Jayden growled low. "I still want to..."

I cut him off gently.

"No. She’s already punishing herself more than anyone else could. Let it go."

They looked at each other—then back at me—like they wanted to argue but couldn’t find the words.

I reached out suddenly, grabbed Gabriela by the waist, and pulled her into my lap in one smooth motion.

She squeaked—half shocked, half delighted—as I buried my face between her massive, soft tits, inhaling deeply. Her scent—expensive perfume mixed with warm skin—flooded my senses.

"Hmph... " It’s all Marina’s fault," I muttered against her cleavage, voice muffled. "She told you half the story and left out the rest. Scared you for nothing."

Gabriela blushed crimson—especially because Julie was watching with a raised eyebrow and Lorena was right there—but she didn’t push me away. Instead, her arms wrapped around my head, cradling me against her chest like I was still the injured one.

She was perched on the bed’s edge, her tight blouse straining against the massive swell of her tits, the fabric doing little to hide how they rose and fell with every breath. Those breasts were legendary—full, heavy, the kind that turned heads and sparked wars, spilling over the cups of her bra like they were made for sin.

Before she could say another word, I reached out—grabbed her by the waist in one swift motion—and yanked her fully into my lap. She squeaked—a high, surprised sound that was equal parts delight and mortification—as her ass landed across my thighs, her weight settling warm and soft against me.

"Jack—!" Gabriela gasped, hands flying to my shoulders for balance. Her cheeks flushed instantly, a deep rose blooming across her golden skin. "Not—not in front of everyone... Lorena’s right here... Jayden... Julie... oh god..."

I didn’t care. Didn’t even glance at them.

I buried my face deep between her massive tits—inhaling hard, filling my lungs with her scent: warm skin, faint jasmine lotion, the subtle salt of her sweat from the frantic flight here.

The soft, heavy flesh enveloped me completely, pillowy and yielding, her heartbeat thundering against my cheek like a drum. I nuzzled deeper, lips brushing the inner curve, tongue flicking out to taste the smooth valley.

"Hmph... " It’s all Marina’s fault," I muttered against her skin, voice muffled and vibrating through her cleavage. "She told you half the story—scared you for nothing. If she’d just been clear, you wouldn’t have cried all the way here."

Gabriela squirmed in my lap—half-hearted, her thighs clenching around my hips—but her hands didn’t push me away. Instead, they tangled in my hair, holding me closer, even as her breath hitched in shy, embarrassed gasps.

"Jack... please... they’re watching... Lorena’s staring... oh... your face... it’s so deep... my blouse is going to get wrinkled... nnh... don’t bite there... they’ll see..."

I ignored her—hands sliding down to grab two generous handfuls of her ass, thick and firm under her skirt, squeezing hard enough to make her jolt.

I pulled her tighter against me, grinding her heat down onto my growing erection, letting her feel exactly how much I’d "recovered."

Lorena cleared her throat—loud, pointed—but there was a flush on her cheeks too. "Jack... really? She just got here. Have some shame."

Jayden shifted uncomfortably, averting his eyes to the window. "I’ll... check on security downstairs."

Julie just laughed—low and throaty—from her spot by the wall. "Oh, let him. Gabriela can handle it. She’s always been his favorite pillow."

Gabriela whimpered softly—shy, mortified—but her body betrayed her, arching into my grip, her massive tits pressing harder against my face. "Jack... stop... they’re all looking... Lorena’s going to think I’m... oh god... your hands... on my ass... it’s so embarrassing... everyone can see how you’re grabbing me... nnh... don’t squeeze like that... I’ll... I’ll moan..."

I lifted my head just enough to nip at the swell of one breast—teeth grazing the fabric over her nipple, making it peak visibly.

"Good. Let them hear. Let them see how easy it is to bully you, Gabriela. One pull and you’re in my lap, tits in my face, ass in my hands... blushing like a schoolgirl but grinding down like a slut."

Her breath caught—a sharp, embarrassed gasp—and she buried her face in my shoulder, thighs trembling around me. "Jack... you’re awful... saying that in front of them... Lorena’s giggling now... oh... your mouth... on my nipple through the blouse... it’s showing... everyone can see the wet spot... please... be gentle... I’m... I’m shy... nnh... don’t make me wet in front of them..."

I chuckled against her skin—low, vibrating—and squeezed her ass again, fingers digging into the soft flesh, spreading her cheeks just enough to make her jolt.

One hand slid up her back, under her blouse, unhooking her bra with a flick. The massive tits spilled freer now, heavy and unbound, nipples scraping my chest through the thin fabric.

"Shy? You? The woman who flew here is ready to interrogate me? Now you’re just a blushing mess because I’m bullying your big, soft tits?"

I nuzzled deeper, lips closing around one nipple through the blouse—sucking hard enough to make the fabric darken and cling. "Look at them bounce when you squirm... so fucking massive... perfect for burying my face... or my cock... bet Lorena’s jealous."