Chapter 586: Juicy Indian Mother Daughter Are Needy

"Didn’t you miss me, Asha?" I said, kissing softly over her panty line. Her pussy scent mixed with the soft powder that she used.

Warm, intimate fragrance rose from between her thighs as my lips pressed against the damp cotton. I kissed along the edge of the panties, right where the soft skin of her lower belly met the fabric, breathing her in.

"I missed you so much," Asha said as she held my head while I kissed her body. Soft fingers slid into my hair, holding me against her.

Maya came closer while I was kissing her daughter.

"Sir... I missed you too," Maya said, moving herself closer as she stood beside her daughter. Both mother and daughter missed my cock so much. The thick Indian MILF stepped in until her soft body pressed against Asha’s side.

Heavy breasts strained against the tight blouse of her saree as she watched me kiss her pregnant daughter’s panty-covered pussy.

The two of them stood together in front of me, mother and daughter, both already claimed, both clearly aching for the same thick cock that had put a baby in Asha’s belly.

"Did you take the pregnancy test, Maya?" I asked her, as I put my left hand on Asha’s hip and my right on her mother’s.

Soft, warm flesh filled both of my palms, one younger and already carrying my child, the other mature and still empty. My fingers squeezed lightly, holding both mother and daughter in place between my legs while they stood in front of the sofa.

"Yes, Sir. When Asha was feeling nauseous, I bought two pregnancy kits. Only Asha’s was positive," Maya said, sounding a little sad. She knew how much it meant to her and how much value she felt she would have if she became pregnant with my child.

Soft disappointment mixed with quiet acceptance in her voice. Her dark eyes dropped for a moment toward Asha’s belly before rising again to my face.

The thick Indian mother had clearly hoped both tests would come back positive.

"And your daughter got pregnant before you, huh?" I said, a little smiling as I saw Maya’s reaction. My thumbs brushed slow circles over both of their hips, one over the soft skin above Asha’s lowered salwar, the other over the thin fabric of Maya’s saree where it hugged her wide, mature curves.

The contrast between the pregnant daughter and the still-empty mother made the moment even hotter.

"Sir... you took us both at the same time. I should have gotten pregnant too," Maya said. Soft frustration colored her words.

The memory of the beach house, of both of them taking my cock, of both of them getting filled, clearly still lived fresh in her mind.

"Yeah... about that. I may have paid Asha a surprise visit in your room back at the beach house when you cooked pasta for me," I said, smiling, letting Asha’s mother know that I had cum a little more in her daughter than her.

The quiet admission hung in the clean apartment air. Extra loads. Extra time. Extra chances for the younger, tighter pussy to take my seed while Maya had been busy in the kitchen.

"Oh... Asha, you didn’t tell me." Maya said, looking at her daughter. Soft surprise mixed with something hotter crossed her face.

"Don’t worry, Maya. Sometimes it takes days before you feel anything," I said as I moved my finger on her hip where her saree was revealing.

Soft, warm skin met my fingertip where the fabric had shifted. I could already feel how much eager Maya’s body was. The thick curve of her hip pressed back into my hand, clearly craving the same attention her pregnant daughter was already receiving.

"Mom... you didn’t tell Dad, right?" Asha asked her mother. Soft worry entered her voice for the first time. Her fingers still rested lightly on my shoulders while she stood between my legs, salwar pooled at her ankles, white panties damp from my earlier touching.

"No, baby... how could I?" Maya said. The answer came quickly and firmly.

To be honest, I wanted to see the look on Maya’s husband’s face when he found out that his sweet young daughter was pregnant at such a young age.

The look on his face when he found out that I was going to cum in his wife and her daughter every night. Make them do things that they never even imagined. Make them moan throughout the nights like cheap whores. How I was going to use their bodies. They would be asking for my cock in their holes day and night. The thought alone sent a shiver through me.

I squeezed Maya’s huge ass as I was hungry now. My fingers sank deep into the thick, heavy cheek through the thin fabric of her saree. Soft, mature flesh overflowed my palm. I gripped and kneaded the juicy curve openly in front of her daughter, reminding both of them exactly who owned these bodies now.

"Don’t worry, Asha. We’ll let your father know his wife and daughter are in safe and capable hands," I said, smiling darkly. My voice stayed low and calm. The words carried a clear edge of possession.

I stood up in front of both mother and daughter. I couldn’t be patient anymore. I wanted to take them both right now. Soft morning light filled the clean apartment as I rose to my full height. Both of them had to tilt their heads slightly to keep looking at me.

The thick, hard bulge in my pants was impossible to miss. Asha’s watery eyes flicked down to it for a second before rising again. Maya’s dark gaze stayed on my face, already knowing what was coming.

"Why don’t we call your husband, Maya? Let him know you have moved into a good place?" I said as I lowered my pants and revealed my massive cock, which bounced heavily.

The suggestion hung in the quiet air between us. Both mother and daughter stared at my monster cock with their mouths open.