She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother Chapter 416: The Full View

Genuine surprise mingled with dark delight as Heena observed Siobhan meticulously working Alex’s enormous cock with unashamed fervor. Even while her voice adopted a sweetly deceitful tone directed at Howard, the woman’s hands never ceased their ministrations.

"You're a natural slut, aren't you?" Heena commented, a hint of admiration in her tone.

With a wet 'pop,' Siobhan finally withdrew her mouth from Alex’s throbbing member, strands of saliva still connecting her swollen lips to its glistening tip.

Ignoring Heena, she gazed up at Alex through a haze of desperate lust, her eyes glassy and her chin slick with moisture.

"How was I, Sir?" she inquired breathlessly, her voice thick with yearning. "Good enough?"

A low, amused chuckle escaped Alex as he looked down at her, as though she were a novel plaything.

"Yes," he confirmed with a grin. "You've earned your reward."

Siobhan's expression ignited with raw desire. She shifted slightly on her knees, pressing her body against his powerful thigh, a tremor running through her.

"Then put it inside me, Sir," she pleaded openly, her voice quivering with lust. "Please… fuck me. I want it so badly."

Heena smirked, running her fingers through Siobhan’s disheveled hair, clearly relishing the spectacle.

"Look at this bitch… already so desperate," she chuckled softly. "You should wait a little longer. It will be far more entertaining when he arrives and witnesses how his new wife eagerly takes every inch of my Alex’s immense cock."

Siobhan remained unfazed by the taunt.

"You're simply jealous," she whispered languidly, her voice laced with a sweet, mocking tone. Her hand continued its steady rhythm on Alex’s heavy, pulsing shaft, seemingly unable to release it even for a moment.

Alex offered a slow, arrogant, and thoroughly amused smile to both women. He lazily ran his fingers through Heena’s hair before gently gripping Siobhan’s chin, tilting her face upward.

"Alright now, my pets," he declared, his voice a low, almost languid murmur. "Let's move this performance inside. I want your pathetic husband to walk in and get the complete, unvarnished view of what his wife has transformed into."

Both women assented without hesitation.

"Yes, Sir."

Alex turned and strode back towards the opulent presidential suite, entirely unclothed, his considerable cock swaying with his confident gait.

Heena followed closely, her arm possessively circling his waist.

Siobhan quickly rose, her legs a touch unsteady, and hurried after them. She made no move to wipe the drool from her chin or tidy her unkempt hair, her gaze fixed on Alex’s muscular back throughout their journey.

Once inside the expansive living area, Alex casually reclined on the large, plush sofa facing the balcony doors, legs spread comfortably apart.

His thick, heavy cock stood proudly against his sculpted abs, still glistening.

Siobhan practically darted towards him, settling on his left side and pressing her body tightly against his. She took his hand with both of hers, boldly guiding it between her thighs, provocatively rubbing his fingers against her wet core with shameless urgency.

"Tsk! Bitch…" Heena hissed, a sharp, jealous edge to her voice, rolling her eyes.

She immediately occupied his right side, pressing herself against him in precisely the same manner… greedy, territorial, and competitive.

She took his other hand, placing it firmly on her own damp heat, her gaze challenging Siobhan with a wicked glint.

Not content with mere friction, she escalated further… guiding two of his thick fingers and pushing them deep inside her with a needy roll of her hips.

Heena let out a deep, guttural moan as his fingers stretched her. Leaning in, she brushed her lips against Alex’s ear, her voice low and heavy with lust.

"Please fuck me first when he arrives, Sir…" she whispered possessively. "I want him to witness how his useless wife handles such a massive stud with ease… while he can only watch helplessly as I am completely ruined."

Siobhan’s eyes flashed with anger, and she opened her mouth to respond, but before a word could escape, the door to the presidential suite swung open.

Howard stepped inside.

He froze mid-step.

The shocking tableau before him struck him like a physical blow. Alex was sprawled like royalty on the grand sofa, utterly bare, his colossal cock standing thick and hard against his abdomen.

To his left, Siobhan shamelessly ground her wet pussy against Alex’s fingers.

To his right, Heena had two of Alex’s thick fingers buried deep within her, softly moaning as she possessively pressed her body against him.

Both women were flushed, partially undressed, and openly using him for their gratification.

Howard’s face paled dramatically, then flushed a deep crimson. His mouth gaped open, but no sound emerged.

His gaze flickered erratically between his wife’s moist, eager expression and the immense cock mere inches from her hand.

Howard's mind went completely blank. For several long, excruciating moments, he was unable to comprehend the scene before him. It all felt utterly surreal, like a horrific nightmare from which he couldn’t awaken.

"You—" Howard stammered, his hand tremulously lifting to point at Alex. "You... what in the actual hell... How is it possible it's you?!"

Howard's fingers quivered as he continued to point, his face aflame with shame and fury.

Alex regarded him with a smile—a placid, courteous, almost friendly expression that somehow amplified the horror of the situation.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, old man," Alex stated smoothly, his voice deep and controlled. "I wanted to express my gratitude personally... for all the sacrifices you made to bring my fantasy to fruition."

Without averting his gaze from Howard, Alex slowly deepened his fingers within both women simultaneously. Heena and Siobhan let out synchronized, resonant moans, their bodies arching against him.

"And thank you," Alex added casually, "for delivering both your wives to me... the genuine one and the imitation."

Siobhan emitted a decadent, pleasure-laden gasp as Alex tightened his grip inside her, while Heena bit her lip and pressed down harder, clearly relishing Howard’s utter devastation.

"What the hell is happening here?!" Howard finally bellowed, his voice cracking under immense rage and disbelief. "Heena! Siobhan! Get away from him this instant!"

Heena responded with a soft, taunting laugh and deliberately squeezed around Alex’s fingers, intensifying her moans solely to inflict more pain.

Siobhan merely widened her smile, pressing herself even closer to Alex’s body.

"But darling... Sir's touch feels so wonderful," she whispered innocently. "Don't be impolite. Come sit and watch the show properly."