NTR: Mommy Will Help You! Chapter 324 324: Are You Satisfied, Dear Husband?

Lauren cast a sideways glance at Jeffery, observing him rub his own erection, his features a mask of mingled lust and despair. It brought her a perverse amusement to witness his continued arousal by her presence.

"Ha, haha! Hahahahaha! How utterly pathetic! Even now, you're still getting hard! I suppose your love for me is truly real, isn't it? Heehee." She taunted him with relish, seizing the moment to lift her legs and shift into a reverse cowgirl position.

This vantage point afforded him an unobstructed view of her womanhood engulfing Oliver's member, allowing him to savor the sight of her juices glistening from her nether lips.

"Well, since you seem to enjoy it so thoroughly, continue to watch! You are my husband, Jeffery, so bear witness as your wife is taken by this man!" Lauren cried out, her hips swaying rhythmically atop Oliver's lap, matching the powerful thrusts that drove deep into her core. "Feel free to pleasure yourself if you wish!"

The words struck Jeffery with a wave of humiliation and shame, yet he found himself compelled to obey her command. Slipping off his pants, he began to stroke his hardened cock, captivated by the scene unfolding before him.

Oliver let out a chuckle, finding the entire spectacle quite entertaining. He felt akin to a villain from a melodrama, one who had successfully seduced the wife away from her husband, reducing the man to a figure of utter pity.

While Lauren herself wasn't his primary romantic interest, he found her physical form incredibly alluring and her body a source of great pleasure. Furthermore, he relished the sensation of dominating a woman of such strength, a woman capable of reducing other men to cowering wrecks. It imbued him with the feeling of a triumphant conqueror, one who had subdued a fierce warrior and now held absolute dominion over her.

Thus, swelling with a sense of accomplished conquest, Oliver Re-grasped Lauren's hips, driving his waist with immense force. He rammed his length into her slick core repeatedly and without mercy, intent on delivering a thorough fucking that would showcase his virility to both Lauren and her husband.

He couldn't quite articulate the reason for his mindset, but in that instant, nothing else held importance. All rationality and logical thought had receded, leaving only primal urges to dominate and procreate.

"Ahhh, hahhh! Aaahhhh!! Aaaaaaaahhhh!!" Lauren shrieked, her voice echoing with the force of the relentless, deep thrusts that pounded into her very being, driving her to the brink of ecstasy.

She had long since ceased to register her surroundings; the possibility of the entire police precinct hearing her cries of pleasure was utterly irrelevant. She was lost in a vortex of overwhelming bliss, her body undulating with unrestrained moans and groans, rising and falling with the powerful rhythm of her partner's hips.

Not even her husband's mortified presence could shatter the sexual trance that had ensnared her senses. She allowed him to witness this raw, uninhibited side of her, a facet of her desire he had never managed to ignite.

This was because Oliver made her feel spectacularly, undeniably good. There was simply no question about it. When compared to every other man she had been with, he stood leagues above them all.

"Oliver! Ooohhh, Oliverrr! I'm reveling in this. I adore your massive cock! More! Fuck me harder! Faster! Destroy my pussy! Ravage this tight little hole! Make me climax!!! Aaaahhhhhhhhh!!"

Hearing Lauren loudly proclaim his name sent a heady wave of lust through Oliver, intoxicating him.

Witnessing her usually commanding expression contorted in sheer sexual ecstasy, her hair flowing wildly with their frenzied movements, and her substantial breasts jiggling intensely as she rode his cock was simply too much for the unfortunate Jeffery.

The scene unfolding before him was akin to something ripped from the pages of an illicit novel. It was far too intense, far too heated for a man of his simple constitution to endure. His arousal reached such a fever pitch that he could no longer restrain himself, culminating in a premature release in his own hand.

His body convulsed from the potent orgasm, his cock spurting thick, white fluid as he emitted a soft whimper, tears tracing paths down his face.

"Lauren... you're so breathtakingly beautiful." Jeffery murmured, his voice faint as he slumped onto the chair, utterly spent from the intensity of his climax.

This display, so pathetic in the eyes of both Lauren and Oliver, nearly caused Lauren to erupt in laughter, but Oliver would not grant her a moment's respite.

He intensified the force of his thrusts even further, leaning closer, his voice now a resonant command. "Enough! Now, your focus is solely on me!"

"Aaaahhhh! Aaaahhh!! Oh yes!!! Yes!! Yes!! Yes!!!" Lauren's eyes fluttered shut, her head tilting back to rest against his shoulder as her pussy began to convulse around his insistent form.

Oliver's hands moved upward, cupping the generous globes of Lauren's breasts, kneading them with firm pressure, eliciting a cry of delight as another surge of pleasure washed over her.

Then, his teeth grazed her neck, leaving a distinct love bite that would serve as a lasting mark, branding her as his possession.

The sharp pleasure finally broke Lauren, sending her into a wave of intense orgasm. A searing warmth spread through her entire being, causing her to tremble uncontrollably. Her muscles went lax, and her mouth gaped open as a piercing scream tore from her throat.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Simultaneously, Oliver felt himself swept away by the force of her climax. A torrent of hot fluid expelled from the tip of his penis, surging into Lauren's receptive body.

Thick ropes of sticky, warm cum were deposited deep within her core, filling her completely with his potent essence.

Together, they ascended through their shared orgasms before gradually slowing, their sweat-drenched bodies finally coming to a standstill.

Lauren drew deep, calming breaths before fluttering her eyes open, gazing at the man who had brought her such exquisite pleasure.

"Thank you... you were incredible, Mr. Oliver."

"My pleasure." Oliver replied with a grin, sealing his gratitude with a tender kiss on her lips. "We should definitely do this again."

"Of course, I'll be counting on you." Lauren readily agreed and slid off his lap. Her bare feet made contact with the plush carpet as she adjusted her attire and smoothed her hair, striving for a semblance of order.

After all, a significant amount of work still awaited, necessitating at least a presentable appearance. A wicked smile then spread across her face as she turned her attention to Jeffery.

"Are you content now, my dear husband?"