Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 694 Go Easy On Me...

A server approached, announcing, "Manager Blanche, guests await your attention."

"Allow me five minutes," Blanche replied.

Five minutes later, a visibly thrilled Blanche returned. She quickly took Luis's hand and guided him down the corridor.

She made no attempt to conceal her actions from her daughter, even though she knew the girl was observing the entire scene. This demonstrated the remarkable recovery of her once-strong psyche, shedding any remnants of shame.

Hans's Bar distinguished itself from other establishments with its three distinct restrooms: one for men, one for women.

However, upon closer inspection, tucked away in the far corner near the fire exit, a discreet open-plan, unisex restroom was available.

Here, the comings and goings of men and women were commonplace, attracting little notice. Yet, pairs of men or women together would often be met with knowing, suggestive glances filled with unspoken implications.

Adhering to progressive international design principles, the initial purpose of this unique restroom wasn't intended for liaisons.

The patrons were not casual visitors but rather established regulars who knew each other well. Typically, everyone maintained decorum, refraining from illicit activities on the premises. Nevertheless, on occasion, the intense chemistry between two individuals could simply become overwhelming.

When a man and a woman frequented this area together, they were generally disregarded.

Each of the ten stalls offered complete privacy and maintained superior cleanliness and hygiene. Naturally, the music remained at a high volume, with speakers strategically placed throughout. This served a dual purpose: firstly, to avoid disrupting the bar's various events, and secondly, to mask any unusual or embarrassing sounds.

Within the final stall, the lid of the seated toilet was found lowered.

Caught in the fervor of their reunion after a short separation, Blanche lost interest in oral acts or any elaborate courtesies. Such delicate affections were not suited for this particular setting.

They engaged in a fervent kiss, their hands eagerly exploring and caressing. Their disheveled clothing began to yield, and her bra was pushed aside. Her ample, full breasts were freed, and the man savored them with utter delight.

After some time indulging, Luis found himself equally aroused by her uninhibited passion and could no longer restrain himself.

Crucially, the adjacent stall saw a constant stream of individuals passing by the door, their conversations a mix of male and female voices. The surrounding atmosphere was intensely arousing.

"Ahh..."

Amidst the blaring music, Blanche emitted a cry of satisfaction, bracing herself against the wall and arching her voluptuous posterior into the air.

Following a few simple kisses and caresses, she was already thoroughly drenched, her panties completely sodden. Luis licked his lips, standing behind her, he lifted her skirt and modestly pulled down her undergarment.

He aligned the tip of his member against her moist, slick labia and gradually entered, eliciting a moan of pleasure from her. He perceived her remarkable tightness, a level of constriction that in no way lagged behind her daughter's freshly yielded virginity.

"Godfather, where are you??"

Avery's voice rang out. Luis answered the call, his arm encircling Blanche's slender waist as he continued his rhythmic thrusts, fully embracing the pleasure of her exquisite form.

"Ahh..."

With a powerful, deep thrust, he made contact with her cervix. Blanche, who had been biting her lip to suppress her reactions, could hold back no longer and cried out loudly.

Despite the ambient noise, this particular area was relatively secluded, and her voice carried an exceptionally seductive and alluring quality, proving utterly enchanting.

Avery heard it as well and faintly replied, "Godfather... are you occupied? I won't disturb you then. I'll find the restroom myself."

Her reasoning was straightforward: she was uncertain which woman accompanied Luis. Even if it were her own mother, she couldn't presume to interrupt.

Luis continued his vigorous lovemaking with Blanche, breathing heavily. "It's alright, dear. Come here to your godfather..."

"I, I, okay..."

The young girl, possessing a childlike face and a magnificent bust, was remarkably compliant. After a brief moment of hesitation, she ultimately acquiesced.

By this juncture, Blanche was succumbing to a series of intense orgasms under Luis's ministrations. She cried out as if weeping, her mind completely lost in the sensation, incapable of coherent thought. Inebriated and beyond reason, she sensed that events were spiraling into utter absurdity but found herself powerless to resist.

Alcohol often acts as a trigger for lust. In those moments of drunken, passionate encounters, the more sensible choice would be to confront reality and abstain, but the blurred state of mind makes it difficult for anyone to manage the situation.

"You scoundrel, what are you attempting to do..."

"Avery seems a bit tipsy. Have her come over to help her sober up."

Luis let out a lewd chuckle. Following Luis's directive, the adorable Avery rounded the corner and discovered the secluded spot within the bar.

A soft knock echoed at the door: "Godfather..."

Her voice, endearingly childlike and incredibly alluring, possessed a quality that could melt one's very bones. Strangely, there was no hint of pretense in its tone.

Luis promptly opened the door, pulled her inside, and quickly shut it again, ensuring that no one else would intrude upon the intimate scene unfolding within.

"You gave me such a fright, Godfather. Just moments ago, while coming here, one of the sisters tried to grope my chest, but I managed to escape..."

Avery spoke, her voice still trembling. The blush on her cheeks was a mixture of the alcohol's effects, considerable shyness, and the lingering panic from a frightening, unusual encounter.

However, as she began to speak, she was utterly frozen. In that confined, small space,

She witnessed, with stark clarity, her most cherished man engaging in intercourse with her own mother in a doggy-style position.

His hot, rigid, wicked member was deeply embedded within her mother's moist, pink, full, and inviting vulva. The sight struck her with profound shock.

Even though she had harbored suspicions that her mother was indeed involved with him, seeing it firsthand delivered an exceptionally potent blow.

Yet, considering the circumstances, with the alcohol amplifying her senses and her prior mental preparedness, her capacity for acceptance was surprisingly high. Apart from a faint pang of jealousy, genuine anger was absent.

Both mother and daughter had long been aware of each other's relationships, typically maintaining a pretense of ignorance during the day, which constituted a form of unspoken accord.

This sudden revelation shattered the pretense. Perhaps due to the influence of alcohol, acceptance came more readily than it might have in a contrived setting.

"Don't... ahh..."

"Be gentle..."

Blanche attempted to push away her illicit lover with a sense of nervousness, but Luis's arm encircled her waist, and he continued his thrusts. His hardened cock powerfully and deeply entered and exited her exceptionally tight, ample, and sensitive vulva once more.

"Um, Mom... Godfather, please, you continue. I, I think I'll leave for now!"

Despite having consumed a considerable amount of alcohol, Avery, being a young, innocent, and delicate girl, was completely bewildered by the spectacle and even stammered.

Although her sister-in-law had been present on the night she lost her virginity, this marked her first time witnessing a live sexual display, particularly one involving her beloved man and her own mother.

Her heart was in utter disarray. She felt a touch of jealousy but no anger, an emotion she couldn't quite define.

"No need!"

Blanche, lost in a haze of desire, glanced back. It wasn't surprising that her daughter had let out a soft, excited moan.

Luis continued to penetrate her from behind, his arm holding her steady against his movements while his other hand greedily reached out towards her daughter.

This young high school student was so tender and youthful. Her body, however, was remarkably voluptuous and brimming with carnal allure. Coupled with the raw passion of a young girl's burgeoning desire, it was utterly irresistible.