She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother Chapter 399: The Dirty Professor

Both women lapped up every remnant of him as though it were an exquisite treat they'd never sampled before.

Their gazes clashed in a tense, electric instant... Heena's piercing and claiming, Lydia's brimming with rebellious craving. Neither averted their eyes.

Alex grinned at the spectacle before reclining leisurely into his chair. His legs splayed apart broadly, the girthy, semi-erect shaft lying weightily on his thigh, boldly displayed and beckoning.

On hands and knees, she advanced hungrily and without shame, reaching between his thighs. Her mouth parted instantly as she engulfed his fat cock under the guise of tidying it.

"Greedy bitch," Heena grumbled softly, determined not to be outdone.

Alex reclined even deeper, a deep rumble of delight slipping from his lips while he observed the pair zealously licking and dividing his dick with their lips and tongues.

"Did I do good?"

"You were perfect."

Her bare form pressed flush against his, sensually sliding her slick pussy lips along his shaft's full length, sensing it stiffen anew underneath.

From behind, Alex encircled Heena with his arms, drawing her snugly to his torso. His lips grazed her earlobe as he murmured, his tone gravelly and thick with desire.

A shiver coursed through Heena from his words, a faint whimper slipping past her lips. Yet Alex had more in store.

He swiveled toward Lydia, who lingered nearby, her eyes wide and ravenous as she watched them.

Lydia's pulse stuttered. Composing herself rapidly, she moved ahead, rolling the petite service cart nearer to the pair.

"I was hoping you would have the utmost pleasure tonight, so I brought a few things," she said, her tone faintly breathless.

It resembled more of a tease than actual attire, barely a foot of fabric sufficient to skim her ass's swell, baring nearly everything with each subtle shift.

Lydia's boldness swelled. She selected the subsequent piece.

Heena's stare fixed intently on the objects while she kept up her languid back-and-forth grind on Alex's cock, her damp folds gliding over his rigid girth.

"Hmm..." Heena nodded, a tender, desperate noise fleeing her mouth.

That notion drove her to grind with greater fervor.

Alex arched a brow. "That’s it?"

It proved a lifelike, hefty dildo.

A sinister spark lit Alex's eyes as he smiled at it. "Well, I never needed it... but keep it. We might have some use for it later."

"And help her wear everything," Alex commanded steadily, his gaze shadowed by eager promise.

She drew nearer and fastened the crimson tie about Heena's throat like a choker, the smooth fabric draping provocatively between her exposed breasts.

Gracefully rising, Heena tweaked the stockings to her preference before stepping into the lavish heels, their elevation sharpening her poise and making her rear appear even more temptingly plump.

At last, she settled chic reading glasses onto Heena's features, perfecting the outrageous, brainy allure.

"She’s ready, sir," she breathed, her voice husky with unwilling desire.

Slowly, he rose from the chair, his eyes locked unwaveringly on Heena. With a firm yet gentle hold, he clasped her hand and drew her upright.

Heena complied, rotating leisurely on the spot. The minuscule skirt billowed just right to expose her ass's contour and the stocking garters, the scarlet tie swinging tantalizingly amid her bare bosom, the heels infusing every motion with sultry grace.

Hunger deepened in Alex's stare as he observed her.

Saying nothing further, he seized her hand and guided her to the bedroom, pausing for no reply. Heena trailed obediently, her pulse pounding wildly, the provocative garb teasing her skin at every stride.