Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 579: All Three in Mother’s Bed?

Diana smiled, satisfied. "Good girl. I knew I could count on you."

She then turned back to me, slipping her arm around mine possessively as we headed toward the front door. Once we were a few steps away, Diana leaned in close, her warm breath tickling my ear as she whispered filthily:

"We’ll come back later tonight after dinner... and deal with those two properly. I want to watch you destroy Linda’s married pussy while her daughter is forced to watch every inch sliding in and out. Maybe we’ll even make Selena lick your cum out of her mother’s overflowing cunt afterward."

Diana let out a soft, aroused little laugh. "Does that sound good, baby? Or do you want to be even crueler with them?"

She gave my arm a gentle squeeze, her eyes sparkling with dark excitement and lingering lust from earlier.

"Ready to go home for dinner, my love?" Diana purred, pressing her body against mine. "Try to behave yourself at the table... even though we both know your mom’s going to be staring at you the entire time, remembering exactly how you brutally fucked her earlier today. Maybe she’ll even be sitting there with your dried cum still inside her."

I smirked and gave her ass a firm squeeze before we headed out.

We said a quick goodbye to Angela inside the safe house. Diana pulled her close, kissing her deeply and whispering something filthy in her ear that made Angela blush hard. Angela nodded obediently, eyes flicking toward me with clear hunger before we left.

As Diana and I got back into the car and drove off, the playful, horny atmosphere between us slowly shifted. I noticed it first — a dark sedan following us at a careful distance. It kept appearing in the rearview mirror, no matter which turns we took.

Diana noticed it too. Her expression turned sharp and focused.

"We’ve got company," she said calmly, checking the side mirror. "Two cars now, actually. They’re good, but not good enough."

I kept my speed steady, jaw tightening. As we approached our house, the situation became even clearer. The property was surrounded.

Men in dark clothing were hidden in the shadows — behind trees, near the perimeter wall, and in unmarked vans parked further down the street. The glint of gunmetal and the faint movement of surveillance equipment were unmistakable.

"Looks like someone’s getting bold," I muttered.

We parked and walked inside as if nothing was wrong, but both of us were fully aware of the eyes watching us.

The moment we stepped into the house, the warm smell of dinner hit us. Victoria (my mom) was sitting elegantly in the living room, legs crossed, looking stunning in a silky dress. Around her stood four new maids — all young, attractive, and dressed in crisp, form-fitting black-and-white uniforms. I had never seen them before.

Victoria noticed our arrival and immediately waved at the maids.

"Okay, okay... You girls are hired. Go do your jobs. Prepare the dining table properly and make sure everything is perfect for dinner," she said with a graceful smile.

The maids bowed politely and dispersed quickly.

I looked at my mom, raising an eyebrow. "What happened, Mom? Why the sudden new staff?"

Victoria stood up smoothly and walked over to us, her eyes locking onto Diana with clear affection and mischief.

"Nothing serious, sweetheart. I just thought that now we have a new family member..." Her gaze lingered on Diana meaningfully. "I should hire a few reliable maids to serve her properly. She deserves the best."

She stepped closer to Diana and added in a sweet, teasing voice, "Don’t you think so... daughter-in-law?"

Diana’s eyes narrowed playfully. Without warning, she reached out and pinched Victoria’s slim waist, making her yelp cutely.

"You dare tease me like that?" Diana laughed, a wicked glint in her eyes. "I’ll show you ’daughter-in-law,’ you naughty mother-in-law!"

What followed was a sudden, playful chase around the living room. Both women — one elegant and mature, the other fierce and seductive — started running and tickling each other like mischievous girls.

Victoria squealed as Diana’s fingers attacked her sides and ribs. Diana giggled when Victoria managed to grab her from behind and tickle her neck.

The sight was strangely erotic — their bodies pressing together, dresses riding up slightly, laughter mixing with soft gasps and playful shrieks. They moved around the furniture, occasionally bumping hips and brushing against each other in ways that looked far too intimate.

After a couple of minutes, both of them were breathless and tired. Victoria finally collapsed onto the sofa, laughing hard, her chest heaving. Diana dropped down right beside her, equally flushed and smiling.

"Okay... okay... truce," Victoria panted, still giggling as she leaned against Diana. "You win. You’re too fast for me."

Diana smirked and brushed a strand of hair away from Victoria’s face, the gesture surprisingly tender. "Good. Because if you keep calling me daughter-in-law, I might have to punish you later... right in front of your son."

Victoria’s cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink, but the hungry look in her eyes made it clear she was excited by the idea of being "punished" later. She glanced at me, still slightly breathless from their playful chase, and said softly,

"Dinner is almost ready. I made all your favorites... and I thought we could have a nice, normal family meal tonight."

The evening was shaping up to be anything but normal.

Victoria leaned back on the sofa, crossing her long legs elegantly as she continued, "Your dad went out of town. He’ll be back in about a week — probably some important Congress meeting again." She waved her hand dismissively, clearly not missing him at all. Her gaze then shifted to Diana, softening with affection and something much more mischievous.

"Diana... you will sleep with me tonight, right?" Victoria asked, her voice warm and inviting. "We haven’t had the proper time to talk and catch up. We can chat all night like we used to back in college. What do you say?"

Diana showed a brief moment of hesitation. Her eyes instinctively flicked toward me, seeking my reaction. The subtle glance didn’t go unnoticed.

Victoria caught it immediately and let out a soft, knowing chuckle. She leaned forward, her silky dress hugging her full breasts as she smiled teasingly at Diana.

"What’s this? Are you reluctant now?" Victoria purred. "Afraid to sleep with your old college friend because you’d rather sleep with my son instead?"

She bit her lower lip playfully and added, "Then why don’t we all sleep together? The three of us in my big bed. What do you say, hmm?"