Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 695 Baby, Did You Miss Me~

Luis's hand clenched his mother's mature form, continuing his passionate thrusts, leaving Blanche lost in bliss and unable to contemplate anything else. Simultaneously, his other hand encircled Avery, drawing her youthful, delicate body into his hold. He lowered his head, kissing the little girl's charming lips, tasting her tender tongue amidst her overwhelming infatuation. His wicked hand lifted his daughter's skirt, bypassing her panties to caress her abundant breasts, which surpassed her mother's in size. Amidst this debauched atmosphere, fueled by alcohol, both mother and daughter were consumed by fervent desire. Pushed to their emotional limits, Blanche could endure no longer, experiencing her fourth or fifth overwhelming orgasm. The unspoken barrier between mother and daughter finally dissolved. Even without direct contact, the sheer intensity of the experience was palpable, delivering an exceptionally thrilling sensation. "Baby, this feels so good~" she moaned, her body convulsing as she collapsed weakly, needing to be held up to remain standing. Her lower half felt empty, her nether lips twitching from the climax, her love juices overflowing, filling her with shame. Luis pulled her closer, holding her tightly as he kissed her. She yielded limply, too overwhelmed to open her eyes. "Godfather, I, I need to go to the bathroom," Avery whispered. "You can do it right here~" Luis replied. "I can't..." "How about I escort you to the next room, and Godfather will hold you while you pee~" This lewd exchange, pushing the boundaries of morality to a maddening degree, showcased a battle between coy reluctance and utter shamelessness. The young girl, overcome with shyness, offered no seduction, only a mix of yielding and resistance. Yet, under the man's forceful presence, her bladder's pressure became unbearable, compelling her to reluctantly sit on the toilet. However, with her mother present and that man beside her, despite their intimate connection, she found herself unable to urinate. "Close your eyes, don't think about anything. Otherwise, Godfather will just hold you while you pee, okay?" Luis's voice, a blend of playful teasing and veiled threat, accompanied his advance as he stroked her fair face. His cock, still slick with her mother's post-orgasm fluids, was pressed against Avery's lips. This sight, more than Avery's reaction, ignited Blanche's fury and shame, prompting her to impulsively slap Luis. Avery, however, hesitated only for a moment. "I don't wanna lick it~ My mouth is already sore from licking, and you still haven't cum. Mommy, why don't you take care of it yourself, okay~" She had indeed drunk too much; such words would have been unthinkable before. Luis chuckled heartily. Blanche felt a pang of humiliation, but seeing her daughter, she gently took his cock into her mouth and began to move her head. "Ugh... I have no strength left~" Soon after, Avery's trembling voice announced her relief, her body stiffening as she clearly urinated. The bathroom felt claustrophobically small, making the shamefully erotic situation inconvenient, even with both mother and daughter in his embrace. Avery, mortified, kept the cock in her mouth, her eyes shut, her body quivering as she relieved herself. The fact that it was covered in her mother's fluids, having just been inside her, was the absolute limit for the young girl. Her daughter's submissive demeanor filled Blanche with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. She was angry at the man's despicable actions, toying with her daughter so cruelly. Her shame stemmed from Avery's lack of resistance, as if she had long been mentally prepared. To what extent had that bastard corrupted her once sweet, well-behaved daughter? Blanche's phone rang again, and she looked at Luis with a flicker of hesitation.

With an amused chuckle, Luis declared, "You go handle your affairs. While this place has its charms, the atmosphere isn't ideal. I can't have dear Avery feeling uncomfortable."

"Alright, in that case, I'll take my leave then."

Blanche was somewhat taken aback, not anticipating such an agreeable response from the man. At this pivotal moment, when mother and daughter were finally bridging their gap, he was willing to permit her departure.

With a soft acknowledgment, she departed. Luis reasoned that establishing a positive foundation was paramount. Allowing them ample time to mentally adjust would undoubtedly facilitate their subsequent training and conditioning.

"Godfather... I really don't want to be here~"

Outside, conversations sporadically arose, and a steady stream of people moved through the adjacent stalls. Despite the music's attempts to mask it, the location simply wasn't suitable.

What Blanche, a woman of the world, perceived as exciting was likely more unnerving and frightening than thrilling for this young girl, who had only recently experienced her first intimacy.

"There, there, Godfather will clean you up, my good girl~"

The young girl rose hesitantly, taking the initiative to lift her skirt slightly, parting her delicate, rose-hued legs just a fraction.

Luis knelt before her, pressing a kiss to her smooth, rose-colored thighs while using a wet wipe to tenderly cleanse her completely hairless, petite private area. This act, though intimate and somewhat scandalous, was undeniably enjoyed by her.

"Baby, did you miss your Godfather?"

"Yes~"

"Such a good girl~"

After a moment of tender affection, Luis guided her back towards the small bar counter.

Glancing back, he observed his sister-in-law making considerable headway with her younger cousin, seemingly engaged in clandestine affections.

Luis exchanged a few words with Daniel. Soon after, the bar managers began to approach, each stepping forward to offer him a toast.

It wasn't just the managers; the tall, alluring dancers on the floor and even the DJ commanding the stage joined in, coming forward to raise a glass to him.

Ariana radiated a palpable sense of honor, her spirits noticeably elevated. The surrounding group of youngsters readily accepted every offered drink, their inhibitions rapidly dissolving into intoxication.

Few would openly confess the sheer number of times they'd succumbed to vomiting, yet it was an almost guaranteed outcome of such unrestrained drinking, unless one possessed the constitution of a mythical god of alcohol.

Consequently, as the early morning hours dawned, they all found themselves in a state of dizzying, groggy inebriation.

Ariana's companions, a collection of fair-weather friends and classmates, began to depart. Luis, with his sister-in-law and little cousin leaning on him on either side, was far from sober, though not entirely incapacitated, their speech now noticeably slurred.

Giggling inanely, they had barely reached the bar's entrance before letting out groans and promptly vomiting, bracing themselves against a nearby tree.

The ever-responsible Avery appeared with bottled water, assisting them in rinsing their mouths and washing their faces. Following their emesis, a slight clarity began to return. The sister-in-law, after a moment of catching her breath, blurted out, "Brother-in-law, I'm suddenly so hungry."

"Me too~"

"Ah~"

While within the bar's confines, they had remained oblivious. However, in the hasty exodus just moments before, they failed to notice the ominous rumble of thunder already resounding outside as dark, heavy clouds consumed the sky.

The atmosphere had become unnervingly close, charged with a stifling heat. Just as they were starting to regain a semblance of sobriety, the heavens abruptly opened, unleashing a torrential downpour that instantly sent pedestrians scattering, their cries of surprise echoing through the sudden deluge.