Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

[I can see dad's cock stretching her... fuck, it looks so thick...] Her thoughts grew more frantic. [The way it disappears inside her... the way her pussy grips it... I can practically feel it...]

[And the sounds... oh god, the sounds they're making...] Her mental voice was desperate. [The wet slapping... the way Mom moans when he bottoms out... I can hear how much she loves it...]

[My nipples are so hard they hurt...] Her thoughts became more explicit. [I keep imagining what it would feel like... to have a cock like that stretching me...]

[The way Mom's face looks... so desperate... so needy...] Her mental voice was thick with arousal. [I want to look like that... I want to feel that good...]

[Fuck, why does this turn me on so much?] Her thoughts grew more frantic. [Watching my own mother get fucked like this... it's so wrong... but it feels so right...]

[The way his hands grip her hips...] Her mental voice was thick with arousal. [The way her ass jiggles when he slams into her... I can see his balls slapping against her...]

[Oh god... I can see his cum dripping from her...] Her thoughts grew more frantic. [The way it coats her thighs... the way it glistens... I want to taste it...]

I started moving toward the door, my cock still buried deep in Julie's asshole as I carried her with me.

[Fuck, they're moving closer...] Hannah's mental voice was thick with arousal, her fingers slipping deeper into her panties. [I can see everything now... the way his cock stretches her pussy... the way Mom's asshole grips him so tightly...]

[But I can't see Dad's face...] Her thoughts grew more conflicted, her breath coming in ragged gasps. [It's completely behind Mom... hidden by her body...]

[I need to touch myself...] Her mental voice was thick with arousal. [I need to cum... but I can't stop watching...]

[Oh fuck...] Hannah's thoughts swirled with forbidden desire, her pussy throbbing with need. [The way his hands grip her hips... so possessive... so strong... I can see his fingers digging into her flesh... marking her... claiming her...]

[The way her body responds to him...] Her mental voice grew more desperate, her nipples hardening painfully against her shirt. [Her back arches so perfectly... her tits bounce with every thrust... I want to respond like that... I want to be fucked like that...]

[I want to be stretched like that...] Her thoughts became more explicit, her breath coming in ragged gasps. [I want to feel a cock that big splitting me open... filling me completely... making me scream...]

Julie's moans filled the room, growing more desperate with each brutal thrust. "Ahhh fuck... omg... aaaaaaah Jack... aaaaah" Her voice was raw with need, her body trembling violently against mine, her pussy dripping with arousal.

[Fuck... I can see everything...] Hannah's mental voice was thick with arousal, her hand slipping between her legs. [The way his cock stretches her asshole... the way her asshole grips him... I can see his cum dripping from her...]

[It's so thick... so white...] Her thoughts grew more frantic, her fingers circling her clit. [The way it coats her thighs... the way it glistens in her pussy... I want to taste it so bad... I want to lick it off her...]

[I need to cum...] Her mental voice was desperate, her fingers moving faster. [I need to cum so bad... but I can't stop watching...]

Suddenly, through the haze of lust, Hannah's thoughts took a surprising turn, doubt creeping in:

[Wait...] Her mental voice was confused, her fingers pausing. [Why does Mom keep saying Jack's name...? Is she really into roleplay...? Or is it really Jack...? Who is with my mother...?]

[But they look so perfect together...] Her thoughts became more conflicted, her fingers resuming their frantic pace. [The way he handles her... the way she responds to him... It's like they were made for each other...]

[But that can't be...] Her mental voice was desperate, her breath hitching. [Mom would never... would she? But the way she's moaning his name...]

[It's like she's in love with him...] Her thoughts grew more frantic, her fingers slipping inside her panties. [But that's impossible... isn't it? But the way they're together... the way they fit... It's like they were made for each other...]

[But that's impossible... isn't it?] Her thoughts became more explicit, her fingers slipping under the waistband of her panties. [Mom would never cheat on Dad... would she? But the way they're together... the way they fit... It's like they were made for each other...]

Julie's moans filled the room, growing more desperate with each brutal thrust. "Yes! Fuck yes! Right there, Jack! Your cock feels so good!" Her voice was raw with need, her body trembling violently against mine, her pussy clenching around my cock like a vice.

Hannah's doubting thoughts continued, her fingers slipping deeper into her panties: [And if that person is Jack... then where is Dad?] Her mental voice was conflicted. [Shall I go look for Jack... if he's in the other room, then this must be Dad... but it doesn't sound like Dad...]

[But if it's not Dad...] Her thoughts grew darker, her fingers finding her dripping pussy. [If it's really Jack with Mom... then what does that make me? Watching them like this... getting off on it...]

[I'm such a pervert...] Her mental voice was desperate, her fingers slipping inside her. [But I can't stop... I can't look away...]

As I activated my AI Lens, it meticulously captured every intricate detail of Hannah's clandestine pleasure. I cautiously leaned over Julie's shoulder, my gaze shifting stealthily towards the door to ensure Hannah remained unaware of my observation.

Through the lens, I could see Hannah's fingers pressing urgently against her panties, the fabric noticeably darkened by her growing arousal. Her entire body quivered with intense tremors as she fought to stifle her moans, her free hand clamped tightly over her mouth.

[Let me... hmm... watch them for just a little longer...] Hannah's thoughts swirled with conflicted desire, her breath coming in ragged gasps that made her chest heave enticingly. The scent of her arousal was so strong I could practically taste it through the screen, her musky perfume mixing with the sounds of our coupling.

Her free hand covered her mouth as she tried to stifle her moans, but I could see the way her throat worked, could hear the muffled sounds of her pleasure. Her eyes remained glued to the scene before her, wide and dark with forbidden lust.