Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 657: Lifting The Mask

Madeline stood there stunned, her own pussy still dripping down her legs. "What the hell... he just pissed on them while still half-hard..."

Eleanor grinned and teased her again. "Oh, Madeline, don’t act so innocent now. You were the one smacking her ass so eagerly earlier. Look at you — your thighs are absolutely drenched. Bet you wish it was you under him getting your womb filled and pissed in."

The maids finally managed to separate us enough to clean properly, but I immediately rolled back over and pressed my cock against the masked whore’s leaking pussy again, pretending to instinctively seek her warmth even in "sleep." They gave up trying to fully separate us and just wiped around my cock as it rested between her cum-dripping folds.

The masked whore stirred weakly, still half-unconscious, moaning softly, "Womb so full... piss and cum inside me... more..." Her belly looked slightly swollen from the massive load and piss I had pumped deep inside her.

Eleanor clapped again. "Leave them like this on the bed. Let his cock stay near her messy hole. They both need rest after that breeding session."

Madeline couldn’t stop staring at the obscene sight — the masked whore lying there with cum and piss slowly leaking from her gaping cunt and asshole, red handprints all over her ass, while I pretended to sleep pressed against her, my cock still semi-hard and twitching.

The room smelled heavily of sex, sweat, piss, and cum as the maids quietly finished cleaning what they could around our bodies. Eleanor kept the camera running for a little longer, capturing the filthy aftermath.

"Rest well, you two," Eleanor whispered with a smirk. "You’re going to need all your energy when you wake up. This night is only getting started."

The masked whore let out another soft, satisfied moan in her sleep, her fishnet lingerie torn and soaked, body marked and claimed, womb still full of my hot load and piss. I stayed "asleep" on top of her, cock nestled against her sloppy entrance, ready for whatever filthy round came next.

The masked whore was completely passed out beneath me, her fishnet-covered body limp and twitching occasionally as I lay heavy on top of her, my thick cock still buried balls-deep inside her womb, locked tight like a knot after the brutal breeding...

Madeline and Eleanor exchanged heated glances, both women clearly turned on by the depraved scene. Their own pussies were still dripping shamelessly, juices running down their thighs in shiny trails as the maids quietly left the room, leaving the four of us in the messy, sex-scented bedroom that reeked of cum, piss, sweat, and raw fucking.

Madeline asked breathlessly, still staring at my cock nestled against the leaking cunt of the unconscious whore, "Eleanor... where did you find such a bitch... and aren’t you afraid your husband will find out?"

Eleanor scoffed, crossing her arms under her breasts, her nipples visibly hard through her top. "Why should I be afraid? I didn’t cuckold him... I have so many witnesses as those maids. They are all spies of my husband... he would know everything with them watching. Besides, watching his wife orchestrate a filthy breeding session might just turn him on."

Eleanor smiled wickedly and continued, "As for who this bitch is... why don’t you see for yourself..."

Madeline looked at Eleanor’s smiling face with nervous curiosity and walked over. She reached down and slowly lifted the slutty mask off the passed-out woman’s face. Even though I was pretending to be asleep, I heard Madeline’s shocked gasp.

"You are really a bitch..." Madeline whispered, voice trembling with surprise and arousal. "You even asked her..."

Eleanor chuckled softly and gently placed the mask back over the woman’s face. "I was not the one who started it. She was the one who kept asking me about having some real fun. And her husband is dead... so she is a widow just like you. She is practically free... unless her scandals aren’t online or known. Everything can be handled, darling."

Madeline took a deep breath, her cheeks burning red as she stared at the unconscious, cum-drenched body of the masked whore. "I didn’t expect Lois to have such a slutty side... I almost didn’t recognise her... but it’s true... we have only met a couple of times..."

The revelation hung thick in the air while the unconscious Lois (the masked whore) moaned softly in her sleep, her body still twitching. "Mmmphhh... womb so full... piss and cum inside me... more cock please..." A fresh trickle of my thick cum mixed with piss bubbled out of her gaping, ruined pussy and ran down her thighs, soaking the sheets even more.

I stayed perfectly still, pretending to sleep, my heavy body pressed against Lois’s, my semi-hard cock resting right against her sloppy, piss-filled entrance. Every tiny shift made more of our mixed fluids leak out obscenely.

Eleanor stepped closer to Madeline, running a finger teasingly along Madeline’s dripping thigh. "See? Even proper widows have filthy cravings. Lois begged me for weeks to set this up. She wanted to be used like a cheap whore, masked and anonymous... until she got exactly what she asked for — a womb full of cum and piss. Look at her belly still slightly swollen. She’s going to wake up leaking for days."

Madeline swallowed hard, unable to tear her eyes away from Lois’s red, handprinted ass and the way her puffy blonde cunt kept twitching and pushing out more creamy mess. "She... she really let him piss inside her womb... and she loved it..."

Eleanor laughed softly. "She came harder than I’ve ever seen when he flooded her. And you enjoyed smacking her ass, didn’t you? Your handprints are all over her. Don’t pretend you’re not soaking wet right now thinking about joining next time."

Lois moaned again in her exhausted sleep, louder this time, her legs spreading slightly as if still craving more. "Fill me... breed my slutty holes... mmmphhh..." Another wet fart of cum and piss escaped her wrecked cunt, making Madeline’s eyes widen.

I shifted slightly in my "sleep," pressing my cockhead back against Lois’s leaking pussy, letting it slip just inside her sloppy entrance again. The warmth of her cum-piss-filled womb made my cock twitch.

Eleanor smirked at the sight. "Look at him... even unconscious, he wants to stay inside her. These two are perfect for each other. Widow Lois and the drugged stud. Maybe next time we’ll let you join properly, Madeline. Would you like to sit on Lois’s face while he breeds her again?"

Madeline didn’t answer, but her breathing grew heavier, her thighs pressing together as fresh juices trickled down her legs.

The room stayed thick with the filthy aroma of sex as the two women watched over our spent, messy bodies — Lois’s womb still bloated with my load and piss, her fishnet lingerie torn and soaked, ass glowing red from all the smacks.

Eleanor leaned in and whispered to Madeline, "She’s going to be sore for days... but she’ll beg for it again. Just like you will soon."

The night grew quiet except for Lois’s occasional soft, horny moans and the wet sounds of fluids still slowly leaking from her destroyed holes, while I stayed "asleep" on top of the secret widow slut, my cock nestled possessively against her cum-filled pussy.