Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

I nodded slightly, my eyes locked on Julie's. "Yes, she's here," I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me. The thrill of the situation was undeniable, the tension between us thick with unspoken desires and the remnants of our intimate encounter.

Julie was panicked listening to me telling her that her daughter is here and used Telepathy to hear Hannha's thoughts.

Hannah's thoughts were a whirlwind of worry and concern. [ Mom? Dad? What's going on in there? Why were they yelling? Are they okay? She thought, her mind racing with possibilities. [ I hope they're alright. I hope they're not hurting each other. I need to make sure they're okay.]

I looked at Julie, my eyes gleaming with dark amusement. "Julie, our daughter is here... Why don't you say hello to her?" I suggested, my voice dripping with a twisted sense of satisfaction.

Julie panicked, her eyes widening with a mix of fear and concern. "How can I say hello to her?" she asked, her voice trembling. "I can't just... I can't just ..."

I didn't wait for her to finish, my hand gripping her wrist tightly as I pulled her towards the door. I slightly opened the door, pushing Julie so that only her head was visible. "Just say hello, Julie," I whispered, my voice a dark and seductive growl. "She's worried about you. She needs to see that you're alright."

Julie took a deep breath, her voice shaking as she called out, "Hannah? Sweetie, is that you?"

From behind Julie, I couldn't resist the urge to tease her. My hands slid down her body, finding her breasts and squeezing them possessively.

Julie gasped softly, her body trembling under my touch as she tried to maintain her composure. I pinched her nipples, making her moan softly, her body arching into my touch.

I leaned down, my lips brushing against her ear. "Focus, Julie," I whispered, my voice a dark and seductive growl. "She's worried about you. She needs to see that you're alright. She needs to see her mother, not the woman I've made you."

Julie took a deep breath, her voice shaking as she called out, "Hannah? Sweetie, is that you?"

Hannah's voice was hesitant, her words filled with worry. "Mom? Are you okay? I heard yelling, and I was worried. Are you and Dad alright?"

Julie's voice trembled, her eyes filled with a mix of shame and love. "We're fine, sweetie. Everything is alright. Your father and I just... we just had a little argument, that's all."

Hannah scanned the room, her eyes searching for any sign of her father. Elyas was nowhere to be found, and a sense of unease began to creep into her young heart. She turned to her mother, Julie, and asked, "Where is Dad?"

I stood behind Julie, my presence casting a shadow over the scene. I chuckled darkly, my voice a low rumble that only Julie could hear. I leaned in close, my breath hot against her ear, and whispered, "Tell her your dad is behind me, with me."

Julie's body trembled slightly at my words, a shiver running down her spine. She glanced back at me, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and confusion. She noticed that Elyas was still in the bathroom, the door slightly ajar, and she felt a pang of worry. What was taking him so long?

I turned Julie to face me, my grip firm but gentle. My voice was a dark and twisted growl, a sound that seemed to echo through the room. I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, "You see, Julie, I've set him free. Free from the desires that bound him to you. He'll thank me one day."

Julie looked at me, her eyes filled with a mix of pity and satisfaction. She knew that I believed what I was saying, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness for me. "Jack, I hope you're right. I hope he finds happiness, even if it's not with me."

I chuckled darkly, my voice filled with a twisted satisfaction. I could see the doubt in Julie's eyes, but I also saw a flicker of hope. "Oh, Julie, he will. And who knows, maybe one day he'll find someone who truly understands him. But for now, he's learning a valuable lesson, one that he'll thank me for one day."

Julie blushed, her mind wandering to thoughts of Elyas and his struggles. She couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt, as if she was somehow responsible for his pain. But she also felt a sense of relief, as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

Hannah, growing impatient, began to shake the door handle. She wanted to see her father, to make sure he was okay. Julie, seeing her daughter's distress, quickly moved to the door. She peeked her head out, her body still hidden behind the safety of the door. She could see Hannah, her eyes wide with worry, and she felt a pang of guilt for not being able to ease her daughter's fears.

"Your dad is in the bathroom," Julie said, her voice soft and soothing. "He's not feeling well."

As Julie spoke to Hannah, I moved my hands to her buttocks, feeling the softness of her skin and the warmth of her body. I gently spread her cheeks, my fingers brushing against her. Julie jumped in surprise, a gasp escaping her lips. She turned to look at me, her eyes wide with shock and confusion.

Hannah, noticing her mother's sudden discomfort, asked in surprise, "Mom, what happened?"

Julie, trying to hold back her moan, quickly responded, "Nothing, sweetheart. Just a little cramp." She sneaked one hand behind her to stop my hand from moving, but I was persistent.

I slipped my finger inside her, making her let out an involuntary moan, "Aaaah." Julie's mind raced with a mix of pleasure and the erotic thrill of possibly being caught by her daughter. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, heightening her arousal.

Hannah's eyes widened with concern. "Mom, are you sure you're okay? You don't sound okay."

Julie took a deep breath, trying to steady her voice. "I'm fine, Hannah. Really. Your dad will be out soon." She glanced back at me, her eyes pleading for me to stop, but I just smirked, enjoying the control I had over her.

The thought of Hannah catching her in such a compromising position made her heart race, a dangerous mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins.