Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 612 Your Mother Will Thank You For This Tonight

"You little pervert, you just want to touch her breasts, don't you?"

Luis's breath quickened slightly for a brief moment.

In a teasing, coy voice, his wife Lily remarked, "Yeah, what's the issue with massaging the breasts to unclog the milk ducts? Darling, let me describe it: Chloe's boobs are simply breathtaking—plump, perfectly round, adorned with tiny pink nipples that look incredibly vibrant."

He didn't require her description—after all, her spouse had fondled and suckled them numerous times before.

Yet Luis doubted Chloe suffered from blocked milk ducts. That lady was like an endless spring, gushing milk whenever she orgasmed; even a light squeeze made it flow endlessly without pause.

Moreover, if blockage truly plagued her, why seek Lily's help? His wife had attended health school, true, but years as a toll booth operator had dulled her skills completely. She couldn't manage basic pre-shave tasks, relying on Yana instead. How reliable could her expertise be?

Hela now led the First Municipal Hospital, and resolving a minor milk duct issue would pose no challenge for her… making Chloe's choice quite puzzling.

Did she seek an excuse to bond with his wife? Or had this perceptive, seductive beauty detected oddities in Lily and aimed to probe—or maybe entice her?

Intriguing!!

Luis chuckled softly and replied, "Alright, alright, I'll go seduce her right away. No need for hints, my lovely wife."

"Oh, quit it~ I'll spill more details at home; I'm famished."

"Where are you right now? You pregnant woman lack any self-control. How dare you starve yourself?"

"I didn't want to cook solo, and Mom warned against greasy foods. I'll snag a boxed lunch soon."

"Boxed lunch? Forget it. Come home immediately. I'll share a meal with you."

Earlier that evening, his mother-in-law noted her younger sister's visit. She'd invited her over to organize clothes, and she'd accepted eagerly. But finishing might take until ten.

Luis freshened up, descended the stairs, grasped his wife's hand, and guided her to the upscale seafood porridge spot right in their building.

Pregnancy demanded avoiding chilly foods like crab, so Luis chose lobster and scallop porridge, plus Lily's beloved salt-and-pepper ribs and soy-braised pork intestines.

Sated from the meal, he held his wife's hand for a leisurely park walk. They roamed the community to aid digestion, then visited the downstairs mini-mart for essentials and treats.

This everyday tenderness delighted his wife most. Far from opulent banquets or luxury shopping, she cherished simple home life, content easily and discovering joy more readily than most.

In the main bathroom, their shower lingered sweetly, intimacy warm and unhurried like seasoned lovers.

As he soaped her body, Luis planted a kiss on her emerging baby bump. Lily glowed with bliss, wrapped in affection, eagerly awaiting her unborn child.

Post-shower, they reclined nude on the bed, exchanging kisses and caresses in raw affection.

Luis tenderly kissed every inch of his wife's form, ending at her lush, tempting pussy. That soft kiss elicited a blissful moan from Lily.

"Darling… let me please you now!"

Lily moaned passionately.

A sly grin curved Luis's lips as he kept licking. "No thanks. I've been mischievous lately. Just lie back and savor it, babe."

"Oh? Found a new one~ hehe!"

Lily brightened, cheeks rosy with thrill, voice quivering as she probed, "Is she beautiful? Do I know her?"

"I wouldn't chase her if she weren't stunning~" Luis confessed candidly. "And yes, you do know her."

"Who… Maria? Or Chloe?!"

Excitement built in Lily with every word.

This eager wife preferred conquests nearby, Luis noted. She matched his lustful nature perfectly; kindred spirits indeed.

"Not saying. It's a surprise. I'll present your gift when ready."

Luis held back details for now. Outcomes hinged on willingness, and ambiguity offered future leeway.

"You're awful! Such a tease, honey! You hype me up then clam up?!"

Lily twisted her hips, eyes alight with eager hope for delights ahead.

"Surprises demand secrecy. And what if it's several?"

Luis planted seeds cleverly. Aroused, his wife climaxed swiftly.

After satisfying her fully, he cradled her in restful embrace, murmuring playful endearments.

Lily basked in her husband's arms. "Darling, pursue Chloe harder. You'll claim her fast, I bet."

"That sure of my charms? She was a college stunner, remember."

Lately, Lily spent free time with Chloe—dining out, spa visits, chatting baby tips and prenatal advice.

Chloe's natural charm and warmth, paired with Lily's sly motives, forged instant deep friendship where secrets flowed freely.

As mature married women, sex topics arose naturally. Lily casually inquired how Chloe managed urges post-singlehood.

Chloe replied childcare left no room for romance. Remarriage held no appeal, but later she might snag a hot young stud for fun.

Smugly, she claimed her allure could ensnare any man she targeted.

Lily voiced worries over safety and true fulfillment from strangers.

Then playfully suggested, "If it's tough, borrow my husband temporarily." Chloe bantered back, "You'd truly share?"

Lily dismissed concerns breezily: "Why not? Who benefits more is debatable. We're close sisters; I'm pregnant and limited, so it helps us both—ideal!"

Thrilled recounting it, Lily licked her husband's chest, eyes sparkling. "Darling, when you claim her, fuck her senseless till she yields fully. I've boasted about your skills endlessly."

No hype needed for his bedroom dominance… Chloe knew firsthand.

Honestly, post-System, Lily's pregnancy limited her gauge. But Chloe endured Luis's Stamina-9 marathons repeatedly.

Eyeing the clock, Luis pecked her cheek with a lewd smirk. "All this chatter has me fired up. Time to head out and handle business tonight."

"Go ahead, darling!"

Lily dutifully grabbed fresh attire, kissed his rigid cock teasingly, and grinned. "Conquer her. Pound that slut till she begs for mercy tonight."

"Leave it to me."

Luis bared a devilish, desirous grin, musing inwardly, Your mother will thank you tonight.