Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks Chapter 660: Marina’s Horny Fury

We reached back to the White House. As we walked in, Madeline was in front, deliberately swinging her juicy ass with every step, her hips swaying seductively as if teasing me on purpose. I saw Marina standing nearby — she shot me a sharp, angry glare, her eyes burning with jealousy and suspicion, like she could smell the filth of last night on me.

Madeline had a satisfied little smile on her face. She just scoffed softly and headed straight to her room without another word. I stood obediently outside her door like a good boy.

After a while, Madeline’s voice called out from inside the room, low and commanding, "Dexter... come in..."

I opened the door, walked inside, and closed it behind me with a soft click. "Yes, Ma’am..."

Madeline was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed on top of each other, looking elegant yet incredibly tempting. Her skirt had ridden up slightly, showing off her smooth thighs.

"I am sure you understood what Eleanor said..." she spoke calmly but firmly. "I don’t need to repeat myself, do I?"

I nodded respectfully. "Yes, Ma’am."

"Good..." Madeline continued, her eyes tracing my body. "Remember it. Don’t worry, you are already one of our own people... we won’t harm you... unless necessary."

I nodded again. "Don’t worry Ma’am... It’s actually my fault. I wasn’t vigilant enough... and ate that food..."

Madeline waved her hand lazily. "It’s okay. There is no harm. It was just Eleanor’s little prank. Go do your job."

I walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind me. As soon as I stepped out, Beth came walking toward me with her usual seductive stride. "Madam is asking for you... come with me. Meanwhile, I will take your place."

Beth replaced my position outside Madeline’s room. I followed her instructions and went to meet Marina. I knocked on the door where Lila and Cindy were now staying.

Lila opened the door slightly and immediately noticed the marks and faint bruises on my neck. "You are healed..." she said softly, her eyes widening.

I nodded. Suddenly, Marina’s angry voice came from inside, sharp and commanding. "Come in..."

I walked inside. The moment I entered, Marina stormed over, her face flushed with fury and something much hotter. She walked past me, slammed the door shut, and locked it with a loud click. The sound echoed like a warning.

The room fell silent for a second. Marina turned around, pressing her back against the door, breathing heavily as she glared at me. Her chest rose and fell, nipples visibly hard through her top like two angry little bullets begging to be sucked.

"So..." she hissed, stepping closer until her body was almost touching mine. "You spent the whole night fucking that masked whore like a wild animal, didn’t you? I can still smell her dirty cunt and piss on you, Dexter."

Eleanor showed me a small clip... You lifted her, destroyed her holes, and pissed deep inside her womb while she fainted. And you liked it, didn’t you? Your thick cock was buried in that widow slut all night..."

Marina grabbed my chin roughly, forcing me to look directly into her furious, jealous eyes. "Tell me... did you betray me, my slave?"

I kept my voice low and submissive. "No, Ma’am... it’s not what you think..."

I told Marina everything — how Eleanor had drugged me with a strong aphrodisiac, how the masked slut was brought in as a surprise, and how I lost control like a mindless beast. I pretended to be completely innocent, claiming I knew nothing about it beforehand and was just used as a fuck-toy.

Marina’s face twisted with rage. "That... bitch... and Madeline... did she have any part in this?"

I shook my head. "I don’t know, Ma’am... but from their talks, it seems Eleanor wanted to surprise Madeline. From what I understood, it was just a prank of Eleanor..."

Marina squinted her eyes at me suspiciously. Her hand suddenly shot down and pressed hard against my cock through my pants, squeezing my growing bulge possessively. "You even fucked her asshole..."

Then, without warning, she lowered my pants and underwear in one aggressive tug. My thick, heavy cock sprang out, still carrying the faint scent of Lois’s cunt and ass.

Marina’s eyes were blazing with jealous, possessive lust as she dropped to her knees like a hungry animal. She grabbed my thick, heavy cock with both hands and shoved her face right into it, inhaling deeply like she was trying to punish herself with the scent.

"Hmmmmmmphhh... fuck... I can smell her," she growled, dragging her nose slowly from the base of my cock all the way to the swollen head.

"That filthy masked widow whore’s dirty blonde cunt is all over you... that sweet-stinky golden bush smell... and her nasty, unwashed asshole too. That sharp, tangy shithole stench is clinging to your balls like a cheap whore’s perfume. You really fucked her raw, didn’t you, slave?"

She pressed her lips against my cock and took another long, loud sniff, her nostrils flaring. "Mmmphhh... I can even smell your piss mixed with her cunt juice. You pissed deep inside her womb while she fainted like a broken cum-dump? And you liked it? Your cock still reeks of that widow slut’s insides!"

Marina’s jealousy was making her dripping wet. She opened her mouth wide and devoured my cock like she wanted to erase the other woman’s scent with pure aggression. Wet, sloppy throat-fucking sounds filled the room as she bobbed her head furiously, gagging herself on my thickness while moaning angrily.

"Gluck... gluck... mmmphhhh!!! This cock is MINE!! Not that masked piss-whore’s!! I’m going to suck every drop of her dirty cunt and ass smell off you!!"

She pulled off with a wet gasp, spit dripping from her chin in thick strings. "Hmm, slave. I want you to smell a superior hole."

Marina spun around, bent over, and spread her fat asscheeks wide open with both hands, presenting her tight, pink, already-wet asshole right in my face. "Sniff it! Sniff my jealous shithole!! Get high on my ass scent so you forget that widow bitch completely!!"