"Are you curious about what we promised each other, Lord Reinhardt? Since you satisfied me so thoroughly, I might as well tell you".
"Wait, Miranda... don’t!!" Just as Miranda was about to speak, Verdia stopped her.
"There is only one way to seal my mouth. Fuck... you two now".
Since they were being so secretive, Reinhardt naturally got curious. Nevertheless, since they wanted to hide it from him, he had no intention of prying.
"So are you going to do it or should I tell him?"
At those words, Verdia glared at her friend and then, turning around, she planted a kiss on her son.
While nervous at first, his big and reliable frame made her relax, and she soon found herself falling for his passionate kiss.
Their hands started moving. While Reinhardt explored Verdia’s soft and mature body, she felt his hard marble like body before reaching for his long, erect rod, teasing her belly.
"Aahng... Uhhh~" she squealed amidst their kiss as her son’s hand soon found the chain of her corset and dug into her voluptuous breasts.
Reinhardt kneaded those big breasts, making lovely shapes out of them. His index and thumb fingers found her sensitive nipples and gave them a good twirl. Soon, milky white droplets trickled down those cheeky little heads as she started lactating.
’Seeing this, Reinhardt’s [Endless Ardor]
"Aahng... Aaah♥... Mngh... M-Mmm~" Seeing him suckling on her breasts like a child, her motherly instinct kicked in, and she slowly caressed the hair of her mature son, who was greedily devouring every drop of milk from her.
Like a hungry baby, he continued to suck on her tits, twirling his tongue around her nipples and moving from one breast to another. Sometimes he would bite, other times, he would trace the droplet of milk down to her stomach.
"Wow, I knew men were always crazy for breast milk, but this is..." Even Miranda, who was watching from the side, got aroused after seeing Reinhardt hungrily devour Verdia’s breasts.
At the same time, she felt a little bitter. Thanks to Verdia’s body disposition, she was able to produce milk without being pregnant, thus possessing a weapon that was extremely lethal for all men.
Milk; no, what really bothered Miranda was the fact that Reinhardt looked extremely happy while suckling on those breasts.
The latter’s charm was such that even this woman, who had her fair share of men, could not forget this one man who completely overturned her world by fucking her silly all by himself.
That divine body that no other man in this world can come to, his handsome face, and his big, bulging cock. As a man, he had no equal.
Since he was her best experience and thing to happen in her life, naturally Miranda wanted her to be the same kind of woman to him, one and only. As such, seeing him so engrossed in Verdia’s boobs, she felt some inferiority complex.
"Hmph, I’ll relent this victory to you. However, don’t think that you can win against me in bed. I have seen enough, so I’ll go back. You guys can come after you have enjoyed enough."
Saying that, she fixed her clothes a little, threw away her panties that were soaked with her juices and semen into the dustbin before walking out.
As there was still some of his cum trickling down from her pussy and thighs, she looked extremely mesmerising. Her plan to attract his attention on her successful; she left with her ass swaying left and right.
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"Ah, you are here. I was just about to go look for you," Priest Rob spoke as soon as he spotted his wife coming over from the toilet.
Miranda calmly walked over, her expression practiced and flawless. Having had many affairs and deceitful nights without getting caught by her husband even once, she was an expert at maintaining her facial expression.
"What took you so long?" Rob asked.
"Ah, I was getting some... makeup done," saying so, she gracefully sat down on the seat next to him.
As she bent down, her cleavage which was slicked wet from sweat, was put on display. At the same time, the slit of her skirt shifted enough to make one wonder if she was even wearing any panties.
"Hm? What’s this, your lotion seems to be still on your face." Rob suddenly noticed a streak of milky white liquid trickling down the lips of his wife.
"Ah, thank you for reminding," she scooped the liquid with her finger and brought it to her mouth before sucking it.
"Eh? Since when can people eat lotions?"
"Hm? This is a high quality one, it has plenty of milk and nutrients". This entire time while making an excuse, not once did her expression falter.
"I see, well there are hundreds of new products for you girls coming up in the market every month." Priest Rob seemed to have bought it.
"Hmm, that’s strange now, Verdia and my son seem to be the ones running late".
Verdia went to get them. However, now she was the one who was not coming back.
"Don’t worry, I’m sure she will come back once she squeezes out enough... lotion. We should start, it might take them a while," saying that, she dug into the food.
The other three also did the same. Finally, after a while, the two arrived. Verdia’s face was flushed a lot, and her breathing was slightly laboured.
"You guys, where were you? Don’t tell me you guys went to the other toilet that is across the suite?"
Before Raymond could ask any suspicious questions, Miranda quickly steered the conversation in a way that was favourable for the two.
Immediately getting her cue, he rode on the excuse.
"Ah, that’s right. I went to the other toilet that is quite far from our table, and stepmom had to come get me all the way there".