Chapter 205 - 204: Best Snack

Chapter 205: Chapter 204: Best Snack

"Do you want to clean my cock for me, Auntie Pam?" Owen delivered a light, humiliating slap across her blushing cheek.

"Yesh... I want to suck your cock clean so badly."

"Then act like a good little dog for me. Bark for me, and then I’ll decide if you’re worthy enough to clean my cock."

"Arf! Arf! Arf! I am a good dog... eheh... I want to clean my Master’s cock. Please give me your cock, Master... I will lick it spotless for you..." She let her tongue dangle out shamelessly, fully committing to her role as a obedient dog.

"Hmm... don’t you care about the man waiting right outside? He might get suspicious if we take much longer." Owen forced her mouth open, playfully dragging her soft cheek to the side with his fingers.

"Ngnn... he won’t notice a thing. I will do it superfast, Master. Arf... arf... I’ll lick it completely clean in a matter of seconds..."

"Then do it fast, or else this is going to end in a complete disaster." Owen glanced toward the doorway and saw her husband scratching his head in confusion.

’Just wait a little longer, man. Your sweet wife is just busy sucking my cock for you, so don’t be so impatient.’ Owen casually plucked a ripe grape from a nearby bowl, leaning back to watch her filthy display unfold.

Guck... guck... guck...

"Clean it faster, Auntie Pam. He’s getting really antsy out there now. Pick up the pace if you want to save your precious marriage," Owen whispered down to her as the man outside finally stood up from his chair.

’Time for my clueless guest act—let’s keep the mood completely natural.’

Creak...

"Oh, Owen! What’s taking you two so long in here? And where is Pam?" The man stepped toward the kitchen entrance, setting his newspaper down.

"Ahh, just another moment, Uncle. Auntie Pam said she was having a little trouble finding the special snack hidden in the back of the cabinet. I’m just waiting for her to finish grabbing it." Owen casually swallowed another grape, acting entirely innocent.

"Hmm, do you need me to step in and help? I can try looking for it—it feels quite rude to order our guest around like this, after all."

"Please don’t worry about that at all, Uncle. This place feels like a second home to me anyway. Just relax and do your thing out there. Auntie is just about done."

"Ahh... alright then, I’ll head back outside. Don’t take too long—the coffee is going to get cold." He waved his hand dismissively and walked back out, completely unaware of the filthy scene occurring just out of sight.

"Don’t worry, we’ll be right out, Uncle." Owen gently patted her head as his Auntie worked tirelessly between his legs.

Guck... guck... guck...

"Faster, Auntie. You only have a few seconds left to finish up."

"Slurp... slurp... ahh... okay... I’m almost completely done."

"Good. Don’t forget to actually bring out that special snack, too. He might sniff out that something is off if you walk out empty-handed..."

"Slurp... I’m done..." She licked her lips thoroughly, looking completely satisfied that she had licked every drop of his cum off his shaft and swallowed it down. ℴℴ𝘮

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"Ahh, I was starting to think something went wrong there! So, did you manage to find the special snack, honey?" He beamed with a warm smile as they stepped back into the sunlight.

"Y-Yes, dear... I brought it out for us to share," Pamela stammered slightly. Owen was standing right beside her, his hand brazenly groping her soft ass cheek underneath her skirt.

"Thanks for your patience, Uncle. We ran into a small issue tracking down the special snack, so it took us a bit longer than expected."

"Don’t sweat it at all, Owen! I’m just thankful you were here to help Pam out. That’s more than enough." The man waved off the apology, utterly clueless that Owen was actively playing with his wife’s rear directly in front of his face.

"Oh, thank you for understanding, Uncle."

"Haha! Come, let’s take a seat and enjoy the morning sunrise together. I really want to have a pleasant morning." The man offered a bright smile, gesturing toward the chairs.

....

Five minutes passed quickly.

"Well, it’s about time for me to head back, Uncle." Owen stood up from his seat, casually dusting off his hips.

"Leaving so soon...? Why don’t you stay for a little while longer, Wen?" Pamela instinctively reached out and grabbed his arm, having nowhere near enough. A single morning creampie? That was nowhere near enough to satisfy her craving.

"Yes, Owen, stay a bit longer if you can."

"Haha, I’d love to, but my schedule is pretty tight today. I’ll definitely drop by to visit again tomorrow, though. Once the festival concludes, I’ll have plenty of spare time on my hands." Owen flashed a subtle wink toward Pamela. She desperately needed another relentless pounding—Owen knew it all too well—but her husband was getting close to noticing something unusual.

"Alright then. Thank you for giving us some of your free time today, Owen. I’m really glad you stopped by... and what great timing, too! My daughter should be coming back home tomorrow or the day after."

"Then that sounds absolutely brilliant, Uncle. I’ll make sure to visit tomorrow, don’t worry." Owen turned his gaze back to Pamela, his eyes locked onto hers.

"Don’t worry, Auntie Pam. I’ll visit tomorrow and make sure to make you very, very happy... whatever your heart desires." Owen gave her lush ass one final, forceful fondle without that pathetic, clueless fool noticing a single thing.

"Yes... eheh... I’m certainly expecting to have a wonderful time with my dear Wen tomorrow..." She bit her lower lip tightly to prevent a needy moan from escaping her throat.

"Then I’ll take my leave now. Thank you so much for the coffee and the delicious snack, Uncle... and Auntie Pam. Your pussy truly makes for the absolute best morning snack... there’s no doubt about that." Owen gave a final wave of his hand, turning on his heel with a smirk as he set off toward his next destination—the village grape farm!