Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

As I felt my orgasm building, I leaned down and whispered in Julie's ear, my voice a dark, seductive growl. "Don't cum yet, Julie. Hold it in. Let me feel that tight pussy of yours milk my cock."

Julie whimpered, her body trembling with the effort of holding back her climax. "Please... I can't... It's too much, Hmmm!" she gasped, her voice a desperate plea. "Your cock feels so good inside me! I don't want to stop! Aaah! Elyas, you never made me feel this way. You're nothing compared to him! Aaaah!"

I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock, her walls fluttering as she tried to hold back her orgasm. The sensation was incredible, and I knew I couldn't last much longer. With a final, brutal thrust, I buried myself deep inside Julie, my cock pulsating as I released my load inside her.

Julie screamed, her body convulsing with the intensity of her orgasm as she felt my hot cum filling her up. "Yes! Hmmm! Fill me! Please, fill me with your cum! Aaah!" she begged, her voice a desperate whimper. "I will give birth to a beautiful daughter like Hannah. Elyas, you never gave me this. You're worthless! Aaaah!"

Elyas's face twisted in anger and despair as he watched his wife being filled with another man's seed. "You're a fucking whore, Julie! A fucking whore!" he screamed, his voice filled with venom. "And you... You bastard! You'll pay for this!"

I pulled out slowly, my cum dripping from Julie's well-fucked pussy. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, my voice a dark, seductive growl. "You're mine now, Julie. Your husband can watch, but he'll never have you the way I do."

Julie collapsed onto the bed, her body spent and trembling. "That was amazing... Hmmm! I love feeling your cum inside me, Aaah!" she moaned, her voice filled with satisfaction. "Elyas, you never made me feel this way. You're pathetic. "

As Elyas stood there, his world crumbling around him, I reveled in the twisted passion that had just unfolded. His voice was venomous as he spat out, "You're dead to me, Julie. You're both dead to me."

With a wicked grin, I turned Julie around, ensuring that Elyas had a clear view of his wife's cum-filled pussy. The sight was obscene, a testament to the raw and primal act that had just taken place. Julie's body was still trembling, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she lay there, spent and satisfied.

I couldn't resist the urge to mock Elyas, my voice dripping with dark amusement. "Look at her, Elyas. Look at what I've done to your wife. She's mine now, and there's nothing you can do about it. You're pathetic, Elyas. You couldn't even satisfy your own wife. That's why she came to me."

Julie's eyes fluttered open, a mix of shame and satisfaction in her gaze. She looked at Elyas, her voice soft but filled with a twisted sense of triumph. "I'm sorry, Elyas. But he makes me feel things you never could. You were never enough for me."

Elyas's face twisted in a mix of anger and despair. Tears streamed down his face as he stared at the sight before him. "You're a monster," he said, his voice breaking. "Both of you."

I chuckled darkly, my hand tracing lazy circles on Julie's thigh. "Maybe so, Elyas. But Julie loves it. She loves being my slut, and she loves the way I fuck her. You could never make her feel this good, could you? You're weak, Elyas. Weak and pathetic."

Julie moaned softly, her body still sensitive from the intense pleasure she had just experienced. "Yes, I do," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I love the way he fucks me, Elyas. I love the way he makes me feel. You never could."

Elyas's fists clenched at his sides, his body trembling with rage and helplessness. "I hope you both rot in hell for this," he said, his voice filled with venom.

I leaned down, my lips brushing against Julie's ear. "You're mine now, Julie. And Elyas will always remember the sight of you, filled with my cum, knowing he can never have you the way I do. He'll always know that I was the one who truly satisfied you, who made you feel things he never could."

Julie shivered, her body responding to my touch despite her exhaustion. "Yes, I'm yours," she whispered, her voice filled with submission and desire. "You made me feel alive, in ways Elyas never could. He was never enough for me."

Elyas could only stare, his world shattered, his wife taken from him in the most twisted and passionate way. The room was filled with a heavy silence, the only sounds being the ragged breaths of the three of us, each lost in our own emotions and desires.

I couldn't help but continue to taunt Elyas, my voice a dark and seductive growl. "You see, Elyas, this is what a real man does. I took your wife, and I made her mine. She'll always be mine now, and there's nothing you can do about it. You're weak, Elyas. Weak and pathetic."

Elyas's tears flowed freely now, his body shaking with sobs. "You're evil," he choked out, his voice barely audible. "You're both evil."

I grinned wickedly, my hand moving to Julie's breast, squeezing it possessively. "Maybe so, Elyas. But we both know the truth. Julie is mine now, and she always will be. You'll never have her the way I do. You'll never make her feel the way I do."

Julie's body trembled under my touch, her voice soft and filled with submission. "Yes, I'm yours. Always yours. Elyas, you were never enough for me. You could never satisfy me the way he does."

Elyas's sobs grew louder, his body crumpling to the floor as he was overcome with despair. "I hate you," he whispered, his voice broken. "I hate both of you."

I looked down at Elyas, my voice a dark and twisted growl. "You can hate us all you want, Elyas. But it won't change the truth. Julie is mine now, and she always will be. You'll always be the weak and pathetic husband who couldn't satisfy his wife."

With that, I leaned down and kissed Julie possessively, my hand tracing circles on her thigh. Elyas could only watch, his world shattered, his wife taken from him in the most twisted and passionate way. The room was filled with a heavy silence, the only sounds being the ragged breaths of the three of us, each lost in our own emotions and desires.