SSS-Class MILFs And Their Yandere Daughters, I Want Them All!

Chapter 478: Spread Them Wide!

The second time was worse than the first.

Not because it was unexpected—she had braced herself for his touch, had told herself she could endure it.

But because this time, he didn’t just brush against her through the fabric. He pushed his fingers straight into her. Deep. All the way in.

"Ahh—!"

Her body arched backward, her spine curving involuntarily, her mouth opening in a silent gasp.

The barriers around them shattered instantly—not one or two, but all of them.

Crack!

Mika had to rebuild them in the same breath, layering new shields over the ruins before her emotions could leak out and devastate the room.

It made perfect sense. She was being fingered by her own son in the middle of a public diplomatic meeting, surrounded by hundreds of officials who had no idea what was happening beneath the table.

Even someone as composed and battle-hardened as Nadia found it impossible not to react.

But Mika didn’t stop. He began pushing his fingers in and out in a slow, sliding motion—a rhythm Nadia had never felt before in her entire innocent life.

"Schlurp!♡~ Splish!♡~ Splat!♡~ Squish!♡~"

Each thrust stretched her tight walls, each withdrawal left her clenching around nothing, only for him to fill her again. Her body shook and trembled uncontrollably.

A deep flush bloomed across her cheeks, hot and visible, while her breathing turned into soft, hidden pants. The foreign sensation of his fingers moving inside her most private place made her head spin.

Even though everything Mika was doing was completely hidden beneath the high table, the officials could still see her face.

They noticed the unusual blush, the way her lips parted slightly as if she were panting, the faint sheen of sweat on her forehead, and the way her eyes looked glazed, almost as if she were in some kind of pain or distress.

It was deeply shocking to them.

This was the Ice-Cold Queen, the woman who never showed a single flicker of emotion no matter how intense the negotiation or insult.

To suddenly see her like this—flushed, trembling, vulnerable left many of them staring in open bewilderment.

Finally, one concerned delegate stood up.

"Is everything all right, Lady Nadia? You look a little flushed right now."

Mika smiled casually, as calm and collected as ever, and answered without missing a beat.

"It’s alright. Like I said earlier, Nadia isn’t really feeling well. She spent a lot of time preparing for this meeting, and like a rookie, she didn’t take care of her body quite well." He chuckled. "Because of that, she feels a little under the weather. But don’t worry, I’ll handle her part."

He continued answering the question he had been on before the interruption, his voice steady and authoritative, giving detailed explanations and evidence as if nothing at all was happening beneath the table.

The officials still wanted to stare at Nadia, still puzzled by her unusual reaction, but the way Mika was handling every issue with such precision forced them to focus on the topic at hand. They reluctantly turned their attention back to him.

Nadia, for her part, felt a tiny wave of relief that Mika was speaking again and keeping his promise to carry the meeting.

But that relief came at a terrible price.

She was paying for it with her son’s fingers buried deep inside her pussy while the entire hall watched her face!

The shame and embarrassment were crushing. She could feel herself leaking more and more—a warm, slick liquid seeping out around his fingers and soaking her underwear even further.

The realization horrified her. She instinctively tried to close her legs a little, hoping to trap his hand and stop the movement.

The moment she did, Mika pulled his fingers out with a wet sound only she could hear—and slapped her bare pussy!

Slap!

"Ahhh—Nooo—!"

Several more barriers shattered instantly from the intensity of her reaction. The stinging sensation against her sensitive lips made her jolt, a sharp mix of pain and something far more confusing shooting through her core.

She looked at him with wide, shocked eyes, silently asking why he had done that.

Mika simply glanced at her and whispered under his breath, so quietly only she could hear,

"Spread your legs, Nadia. Spread your legs properly."

"Your hole is already very tight as it is, and since you keep your legs closed like that, I can’t do anything."

Nadia was absolutely shocked. This was blatant blackmail!

Mika wasn’t even trying to hide his intentions anymore. He knew exactly what he was doing, and she had no idea how to defend herself against it.

Before she could dwell on those thoughts any longer, Mika slapped her pussy once again—harder this time.

Slap!

"Mmmm—!"

The sharp sting made her entire body vibrate. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.

Instinctively, desperately, she spread her legs even wider for him.

Mika immediately pushed his fingers deep inside her hole once again, exploring her tight, slick depths with slow, curling strokes.

"Gloop!♡~ Drip!♡~ Splurt!♡~ Plop!♡~"

And just like that, the meeting continued.

Mika was exceptional as always, fluently answering every question, giving evidence when needed, and supporting every point with knowledge that strengthened the entire discussion.

It was going so well that even their opponents could not help but respect him. They all looked at Nadia, wondering where exactly she had picked up such a capable young man; he was truly a treasure.

But they were shocked to see that Nadia was now crouching forward slightly, her face hidden from view.

Of course, there was no way she could show her face right now. Her body was completely overwhelmed by a strange, hot sensation that was crashing over her in waves.

She had felt faint electric tingles earlier when Mika was only touching her through the fabric, but now it was barraging her relentlessly.

Every time he pushed his fingers deep inside her pussy, she could feel it all the way up her spine.

When he pulled them out, her body would relax for a single heartbeat—only for him to thrust back in, stretching her again.

It was too much for a innocent woman like Nadia to handle. She was completely broken down on the spot, a trembling mess biting her lip with tears shimmering in her eyes.

This was so wrong, so taboo. Her own son was fingering her right now in the middle of a public meeting, and she couldn’t do anything about it.

But that wasn’t even the worst part.

The worst part was that it felt so good!

She was feeling pleasure she had never experienced before.

Mika truly was a magician with his hands. He would spread her hole apart with his fingers, almost as if he wanted to leave a hollow cavity inside her, and she could feel the cool air from the room’s AC rush into her exposed pussy, making her shiver violently.

Then he would curl his fingers deep and start scraping along the sensitive inner walls, making her body shake all over, especially her ass, which was twitching and jerking uncontrollably as if she were trying to escape the overwhelming stimulation.

Mika continued to stimulate her pussy with those scraping, curling fingers while thrusting in and out in a steady, relentless rhythm.

"Thwap!♡~ Schlurp!♡~ Squish!♡~ Sploosh!♡~"

More and more of that warm liquid kept leaking out around his fingers—the same slick fluid women produced during sex, the lubrication that only came when a woman was feeling good.

Nadia knew what it was.

She was horrified.

’Why am I leaking like this...? This is not my partner doing this...it’s my son.’

’A son should not be doing this to his own mother...’

’A mother should not be feeling this way at all...’

She was absolutely mortified that her body was producing so much of that liquid. It made no sense.

She put the blame entirely on Mika—he was just too good at this, too skilled because he had been with so many partners. That was why her body was reacting like this. It had to be his fault.

But even then, she couldn’t fully convince herself.

Deep down, a tiny, terrified part of her knew her own body was responding to the stimulation, and that realization filled her with even more shame and confusion.

She was caught between two unbearable positions: feeling incredibly good in a way she had never known, and feeling extremely horrible because it was her son causing it.

She was a trembling mess, the barriers around them continuously shattering and reforming over and over again as her power leaked out in uncontrolled bursts.

Still, she had to endure it. The meeting was still going on.

Fortunately, it was moving fast. Mika answered every question without any hesitation, and the delegates themselves were completely caught off guard.

They were scrambling for more questions now, almost as if they had already exhausted the main points and were just trying to find reasons to push back against him.

It made Nadia feel a flicker of relief—it was finally getting over. This weird, humiliating experience would come to an end soon.

She would then finally be able to pull Mika aside later and ask him what was going on, why he was doing all these dirty things with his own mother.

Mika noticed how she had relaxed just a little—her trembling had eased slightly, her breathing no longer quite so frantic. And of course he wasn’t going to let it end so peacefully.

So, to her horror, he suddenly increased the speed of his fingers!