Chapter 234 - 235: Holy D*ck

Chapter 234: Chapter 235: Holy D*ck

"Ngn... ahn... ahnn... Thank you so much, Savior..." she let out a deeply lewd, trembling sound as Owen slowly pulled his thick, dripping dick out from her thoroughly abused rear hole.

"That’s only natural. Before I let you rest and enjoy your entire night, I need to properly reward this sucking MILF right here first," Owen declared with a smirk. He considered himself a fair and just man, so giving an equivalent, lavish treatment to all of his devoted followers was simply part of his personal standards.

Owen bent his knees slightly and affectionately caressed the sweaty, tangled hair of the middle MILF. His massive cock was still completely full of raw vigor, standing as rigid and unyielding as ever. He didn’t give a single damn about the wretched husbands trapped in their own dark cells below. They could stroke themselves into oblivion and imagine whatever pathetic scenarios they wanted for all he cared.

Enjoy this little show, hehe. It’s truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you losers, after all, he thought to himself with quiet amusement while playfully slapping the flushed cheek of the kneeling MILF.

"Suck my dick properly, Devotee. It would be such an absolute waste not to give you what you’ve been starving for all this time."

"Thank you, Savior... This is everything I’ve been looking for... Eheh... slurp... slurp..." She didn’t hesitate for a single second, opening her mouth wide to swallow his length and greedily licking up the thick, warm remnants of cum smeared around his heavy shaft.

"Are you not worried at all that your mask might accidentally slip off and reveal your real face to the crowd, my lovely little slut?" Owen taunted smoothly, his free fingers simultaneously wandering down to roughly tease and stroke the soaked, begging pussy of the woman beneath them.

"Ngn... slurp... Why would I ever worry about that? I don’t care about my boring husband anymore... I love your magnificent dick infinitely more than anything else in my life..."

"Wow, so wonderfully bold of you. Tell me, do you mind if we just rip that mask off right now and broadcast your real, respectable face to the entire crowd? That would certainly make for some hot viewing," Owen joked. It was never his actual plan to do such a reckless thing—not in a million years, since the secrecy was half the fun—but her unhinged response proved just how far gone she truly was.

"Hehe... slurp... slurp... I honestly don’t mind in the slightest. As long as I get to keep enjoying your holy dick, Savior... slurp..." She immediately resumed bobbing her head up and down, slurping up every drop of the thick seeds clinging to his frenulum with a frantic, addictive rhythm.

"That’s the kind of bold attitude I like. Keke, but I won’t actually do that to my favorite devotee. I don’t have any grand plans to recklessly share my personal property with other men. That includes your pathetic spouse, of course." He grabbed her delicate chin, pulling her face close to his, and drove his thick dick deep into her mouth in a sudden, punishing reverse position.

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

"Ahn... ahn... yesh... I will faithfully follow whatever you desire, Savior, because I am entirely yours. Hehe, please don’t worry about a thing; I’ll keep this absolute secret for as long as you want me to," she managed to gasp out between frantic strokes before sucking on him with an intensely addicted expression. Why on earth would she worry about getting caught now? It was finally her precious time to experience true bliss.

She had already mentally prepared herself for the inevitable fallout at home, knowing it was only a matter of time before her oblivious spouse found out anyway.

"Ohh, fuck, that feels so good! Deep-throating your mouth... this is easily one of the greatest pussy-mouths in existence." Owen pumped aggressively inside her, his eyes closed tightly beneath the dark shadow of his festival mask.

"Savior... Please reward me too... Ahn, I want to taste your dick as well... Please don’t leave me out," the third woman from the bottom started begging pathetically. Her awkward position underneath the human pile made her feel entirely left out compared to the other two, so she was desperately craving a heavy pounding of her own.

"Just wait a second, hehe. You’re such an eager, impatient MILF. Fret not, I will thoroughly satisfy your raging libido soon enough," Owen promised, speeding up his rhythmic thrusting. This reverse blowjob technique really was something else—easily one of the finest, most skilled oral services in existence.

"Nng... Okay, then please at least tease my soaking pussy using your bare feet while you do that. I’m begging you..."

"Wow, are you really that desperate for attention? Alright, alright, I’ll give you a little taste. Look how utterly desperate and pitiful you’ve become." He shook his head in mock disappointment, though he couldn’t hide his satisfaction.

A sweet MILF who actually knows how to beg properly. This is fantastic for me; I can satisfy this group of wives way more than I originally expected, he thought, briefly turning his sharp gaze back toward the shadowed crowd. He was immensely pleased to see that most of the audience members were still paralyzed in stunned silence, too hypnotized to cause any real trouble.

Hehe, that’s right. Good viewers always stay completely silent... and just quietly handle their own business in the corner. Keep it up, boys—we still have a very long night ahead of us, he chuckled gently to himself before pulling his thick dick out from the hot, stretching mouth of the middle MILF with a wet pop.

"Pwah... Savior...? Give it back to me, please... I’m not nearly satisfied yet..." she whimpered softly.

"Just chill out for a moment, my dear devotee. You’re starting to act like a spoiled little slut," he chided, giving her soft cheek another light, disciplinary slap to remind her of her proper place.

"S-sorry... I didn’t mean to talk back like that. I just wanted to make sure I got my fair share..."

"Oh, don’t you worry about your share. I will give you plenty... just chill." He lowered his heavy foot further down, pressing his sole right against the raised, dripping wet folds of the bottom MILF’s pussy, realizing it was finally time to properly taste a real woman’s slit with his foot-play.

"Nng... o-okay. I’ll be waiting right here..."