CHAPTER 145: CHAPTER 144: MOTHER-DAUGHTER PERVERSION

Madness knows no bounds, especially when uninterrupted and fueled by escalating excitement of young people.

The mother and daughter had completely broken down, in the most depraved sense of the term.

Two days later, at some point in the day:

"Mom... you’ve been at it for two hours straight. Shouldn’t it be my turn?" Anna complained bitterly as she watched her mother enjoy herself.

"Absolutely not! How could two hours satisfy our Master? If I fail to conceive his child, can you bear the responsibility?" The chairman, Sophia was even more displeased with her daughter’s lack of understanding of the situation. What kind of daughter interrupts her mother while she’s trying to conceive for her lover?

"Of course I can bear it! Your Master is also my husband. Shouldn’t I, as his wife, be the one to carry his child first?" Anna retorted angrily. Bearing Roland’s child was her birth right, and it was she who should be the one to do it!

She wanted to conceive first, before her mother, and when her mother also conceived after her then they could both flaunt their pregnant bellies together!

"Don’t talk nonsense," Sophia scoffed, rolling her eyes. "I’m his mother-in-law! How can a mother-in-law not give her son-in-law few children before even considering anything else?"

"Few children? You’d better start popping them out then! Let me see, if you can do it!"

"Isn’t that exactly what I’m trying to do, my dear daughter?"

"Don’t be ridiculous! We agreed on half an hour each, and you’ve already gone way over!"

"Well, you were having a wild time between the bathroom and the bed earlier. What’s the harm in letting your own mom enjoy a little extra ’sex time with her lover’?"

"That’s a huge problem! How can a daughter just stand by and watch her mother being fucked like this?"

"So you want to kick Master out? For his onahole, you’ve got quite the nerve."

"Who said I wanted to kick him out? It’s only natural for Master to use his onaholes. But to protect your honor, Mother, I’m willing to take on this suffering for you."

"Oh, it’s so painful~. So painful to even think that someone was toppled over by Master before, and she was moaning like a bitch in heat."

"As if you’re not! You think your voice is good? Every time you were pushed hard by him, you scream until your voice crack, and faster he goes more perverted your expression became, and even your saliva came out." Anna retorted angrily with a sarcastic tone.

How dare her mother mock her about this? When they were both beneath the Master, they were all the same—equally ravaged.

And her mother had even rolled her eyes back, stuck out her tongue, made a peace sign with her fingers, and flashed an ahegao face—a hundred times worse than her own expression!

A mother, no less, yet she couldn’t maintain her composure in front of her own daughter. Sometimes, she’d even deliberately stick out her tongue in ecstasy, as if desperate to flaunt how thoroughly their Master was pleasuring her through his heavenly dick.

What was her mother even thinking? Anna had already experienced the sensation of that hard burning cock pressing against her body. Did her mother really think she didn’t know how utterly addictive their Master’s touch was?

If she, the good daughter hadn’t seen her mother looking like she’d die without their Master’s favor, she wouldn’t have bothered pulling out and letting her mother take over.

And you wouldn’t believe it—when that hard dick was pull out, a torrent of hot, thick semen spilled out like a stream. These precious baby batter should have been absorbed by her womb, but because of her mother, some of that filthy, dangerous, yet invaluable semen had been wasted.

How could her mother ever make up for this?!

"My precious daughter, don’t you enjoy kissing master, Roland like this?" Sophia said lewdly to her naked daughter, her lower body writhing beside her.

"We’re still mother and daughter, right?" Anna said, speechless. When her mother got aroused, she really dared to say anything.

Though Anna wasn’t much better herself. In the heat of passion, she had once told her mother to watch her being penetrated in doggy position.

And her mother had actually done it, only to have her face sprayed by Anna in her Sprinkling Princess form.

"Then what about us sleeping with the same man? Why don’t you mention that?" Sophia’s retorted, rolling her eyes at her daughter naivety.

"That’s different! We were born to serve Master."

"So if Master orders us to serve him like a reall you do it, will you agree, my dear daughter?"

"Well..."

"What? You dare hesitate when Master commands?"

"Who’s hesitating?! If Master orders it, I’ll be toilet every day the moment I get home! Not just being his meat toilet— I’ll bath him, sleep naked together, even doing bsdm—I’ll do anything!"

"You said it yourself, my precious daughter~. Mom’s going to show you just how much she loves doing it with you!"

"Your beloved daughter already knows that, but it only counts if Master commands it. We can only obey Master’s orders!"

"Then, Master, what do you say? Would you allow us mother and daughter to fulfill your fetishes privately, we’ll always be ready to welcome you into our bodies with burning passion?" Sophia asked eagerly.

It seemed that after just few days of fucking with her daughter, even her maternal love had been forcibly twisted into sexual desire under the influence of extreme continuous pleasure.

This mother was now desperate to gain the right to savor her share of pleasure with her daughter daily, a right only their Master could grant. For neither she nor her daughter belonged to themselves anymore—they were Master’s!

"Of course, my little slut," Roland replied, his heart swelling with delight. "But on one condition: you must record the most thrilling parts of each encounter for my viewing pleasure~ so when the time comes we can watch it together."

Sandwiched between the mother and daughter, each calling him "Master" with every breath, the feeling was simply sublime~.

"Master, please rest assured. Whenever you desire, my daughter and I can perform live for you, right, Anna?" Sophia gaze had taken on a disturbingly feverish quality.

Though she spoke calmly, it was as if she were speaking normally while her eyes swirled with dizzying spirals. On the surface, everything seemed fine, but her inner self had long been corrupted.

"Yes, Mother. After all, we are Master’s toilets, and our priority should be to ensure Master’s pleasure," Anna replied. Her eyes were no better than her mother’s—a chilling calm born of being broken, with a faint pink heart still visible in their depths.

This was particularly evident in the Sophia case; her pink heart had turned crimson.

"Master, may I make a request?" Sophia couldn’t resist the urge to indulge in something more extreme.

"Speak," Roland permitted.

"I sense that Master doesn’t thrust with full force, as if holding back. I wish to experience the sensation of being thrust into with Master’s full power. Will you grant me this honour?" Sophia’s heart-shaped eyes shimmered, while she tightened her lower body to grip her master cock harder.

"Hoh hoh, you’ve noticed that? It seems the slutty Chairman truly understands me now."

"Yes, Master, I’ve been completely molded to your shape inside. Please, Master, fulfill me!"

"Very well, then prepare yourself. What lies ahead is pure hell."

"But it will be a blissful hell! Anna, you’ll pin Master down from his back, so his thing can thrust into me with all its might. Once I’m thoroughly fucked, it’ll be your turn." Sophia’s turned to her daughter with another demand.

"I’m in! Master, fuck my mommy hard! Then I want to experience being completely fucked too!" Anna’s eyes lit up with excitement as she eagerly joined forces with the Master to overpower her mother.

The room erupted with inhuman cries of pleasure, punctuated by cries that begged for him to stop—yet somehow sounded like pleas for him to thrust harder. Finally, the Sophia’s body convulsed violently, nearly dying from the sheer intensity before collapsing into a complete stupor.

"Ah... that was... amazing..."

Those were the Sophia last satisfied words before losing consciousness.

Now, Roland faced petite Anna, she had almost same figure as Yuki but Anna has B-cup breasts and now she was panting heavily, her eyes burning with the same desperate longing, waiting to be fucked senseless.

Very well, then follow in your mother’s footsteps.

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