Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 562: Filthy Family Cock Cleaning Ritual

"This cock will make a woman feel so much better. The spirits confirm it. The bare head does rub more intimately... more deeply..." Her gaze flicked to Andy, then back to me, her eyes darkening with lust.

"But it is best to clean a cock and a pussy properly... as I told you both on the day you first fucked."

Andy blushed, but there was no shame in her expression—only amusement and a hint of defiance. "Mother, we do clean ourselves," she protested, though her voice was playful.

"But perhaps..." She glanced at my cock again, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "...we could learn more from you." Her hand slid down to grip my cock again, her fingers wrapping around the base as she stroked me slowly, her thumb swiping over the head to catch the precum dripping from the tip.

Nara chuckled, the sound deep and warm, like the rumble of distant thunder. "Ah, Andy..." she sighed, shaking her head but smiling.

"You have always been eager to learn. But there is more to pleasure than just cleanliness..." She stepped closer, her body pressing against mine, her massive tits crushing against my chest, the nipples hard and pointed beneath her cloak.

The scent of her—herbs, smoke, and the musk of a woman who knew her power—filled my nose, intoxicating me.

"A man’s cock..." she murmured, her fingers finally brushing against my cock, her touch light but electric.

"...should be washed with warm water and the sacred herbs of our tribe. It removes the impurities... and makes it taste so much better for the woman who takes it." Her thumb swiped over the head, smearing the precum across the smooth skin, and I groaned at the contact, my hips jerking slightly.

"And a woman’s pussy..." She turned to Andy, her voice taking on a teaching tone, her fingers still tracing my cock.

"...should be cleansed with the same care. The hair should be combed... the lips should be massaged with oils..." She paused, her eyes flickering to Andy’s pussy, which was peeking out from beneath her hide, the dark curls glistening with arousal.

"...so that when a man tastes her, he savors her like the finest honey... licks her like she’s the last drop of water in the desert."

Andy bit her lip, her eyes darkening with lust as she listened, her hand still stroking my cock. "And what about..." She paused, her gaze flickering between Nara and me, her voice thick with need. "...tasting a man’s cock before it’s cleaned?"

Nara laughed, the sound rich and knowing. "Ah, my curious daughter..." She reached out, her fingers cupping Andy’s chin, tilting her face toward mine.

"If the man is strong... and his seed is pure..." She paused, her eyes gleaming with mischief, her other hand sliding down to grip my cock alongside Andy’s.

"...then a little taste before the cleansing..." She squeezed lightly, her thumb swiping over the head to catch another drip of precum. "...can be very... very enjoyable."

Andy grinned, her tongue darting out to lick the precum from Nara’s fingers, her eyes never leaving mine. "Mmm..." she moaned, her voice thick with lust.

"Then perhaps..." She tightened her grip on my cock, her other hand sliding down to cup my balls, squeezing them gently. "...we should test this theory right now."

Nara didn’t stop her. Instead, she stepped back, her eyes locked on us with amusement, her own hand sliding between her thighs, her fingers disappearing beneath her cloak as she touched herself.

"Go on, then," she purred, her voice warm with encouragement. "But remember..."

She raised a finger, her tattoos glowing faintly. "...the spirits are watching. And they approve of a woman who knows her desires... takes what she wants."

Andy leaned in, her lips parting, her tongue darting out to lick the tip of my cock, tasting the precum that had pooled there. "Mmm..." she moaned, her eyes fluttering as she savored me.

"You’re right, Mother. It does taste... so fucking delicious." She took me deeper, her lips sealing around the head, her tongue swirling around the smooth skin, her throat working as she bobbed her head slowly.

Nara watched, her own fingers working between her thighs, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

"Good girl," she murmured, her voice husky. "Now clean him..." She paused, her eyes darkening with lust. "...and then ride him like the strong, filthy woman you are."

Andy pulled back, her lips glistening with saliva, a thick string of spit connecting her mouth to my cock. "With pleasure, Mother," she purred, her hand still stroking me slowly, her thumb swiping over the head to catch another drip of precum.

"But first..." She leaned in again, her tongue darting out to lick the underside of my cock, her lips parting to take me deeper. "...I want to taste him a little more."

The cave pulsed with an unholy energy—the fire's fierce glow, the wet, percussive sounds of Andy's mouth on my cock, and the overwhelming aroma of desire saturating the air. A certainty settled within me: this was merely the prelude to an even more depraved encounter.

Nara drew nearer, her immense breasts grazing my arm as she stooped, parting her lips to trace the length of my shaft. Her tongue swirled around my cock while Andy continued her ministrations at the head.

"Mmm..." she breathed, her voice thick with raw longing. "Your taste is... potent. Like a young stud bull, primed for the breeding."

Andy withdrew, her lips plump and gleaming with saliva, her hand still caressing my hardening cock. "Then let's truly discover how exquisite it can be..." A predatory grin spread across her face, her eyes alight with fierce hunger. "Mother, won't you assist us in tending to him?"

A wicked smile graced Nara's lips as her fingers delved deep within her own slick cunt, agitating her juices with sounds of wet, lewd friction. Her womanhood was undeniably engorged, thick rivulets of arousal cascading down her tattooed thighs.

"With the greatest pleasure, my deliciously depraved daughter," she purred, her tone resonating with pure, commanding lust.

"But first... permit me to savor this virile young bull properly."

She lowered her head like a ravenous beast of prey, enveloping the thick base of my cock with her experienced mouth. Her tongue, warm and wet, coiled around the throbbing engorgement, drawing me ever deeper into her throat.

Nara pulsed her head rhythmically, her suction intense, her throat muscles constricting and caressing my cock like a velvet cage. Loud, wet, gagging noises echoed through the cave as she greedily accepted more of my substantial member.

"Mmmph—! Gods, so thick..." she choked out around my cock, spittle escaping the corners of her mouth and trailing down to my testicles.

Andy observed, her gaze a mixture of raw envy and intense desire, her lip bitten between her teeth. Her own furry cleft was shamelessly slick, dampness tracing paths down her thighs. She looked up at me, her eyes blazing with desperate need.

"Dexter... do you yearn to experience the sensation of a true woman's embrace?" she inquired, her voice a low, throaty rasp, laden with unfulfilled desire. "Do you wish to stretch open a hot, primal cunt with that smooth, formidable flesh?"