Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties
Chapter 388 - 388: Hannah's Dirty Imagination

I followed Julie closely, my body nearly pressing against hers, the heat of my raging hard-on seeping through my pants and burning against her ass.

As she reached the kitchen, I moved in even closer, my hot breath washing over her neck like a wave of pure lust. I could feel her entire body shiver in response, her breath hitching with that delicious mix of fear and arousal that made my cock throb painfully.

With agonizing slowness, I reached out and hooked my fingers into the hem of Julie's scandalously short shorts. The fabric was sinfully soft against my fingertips, but nothing compared to the scorching heat of her bare skin beneath. I could feel the dampness already gathering between her ass cheeks as I began to tug the fabric down.

[Jack... no...] Julie's mental voice was a desperate whimper, but I could taste the lie in it - the way her thoughts trembled with excitement even as she protested. [Hannah is right there... she'll see...]

I pulled the fabric down just enough to expose the perfect curve of her right ass cheek, watching in dark satisfaction as goosebumps erupted across her flesh. The cool kitchen air hit her bare skin, making her shiver deliciously. I could see the way her muscles flexed slightly as she tried to resist the sensation, but failed.

The fabric caught in the crease of her ass, pulling taut against her left cheek as I tugged it further down. I could see the way her skin stretched slightly, the way her muscles tensed and released as I exposed more of her. The way her skin pebbled under my touch sent a jolt of pure lust through me.

I pressed my throbbing cock against Julie's ass, feeling the fabric of her tiny shorts grow damp with my precum as I nestled between her cheeks. The heat radiating from her bare skin was maddening, searing through the thin material like a brand. My breath came hot and heavy against her neck, each exhale carrying the promise of what I wanted to do to her, what I would do to her.

[Jack, what are you doing? Don't... Hannah is just in front.]

Julie's body trembled violently at my words, her thoughts swirling with shame and dark excitement. To regain control, she grabbed the plates and moved toward the dishwasher, putting some distance between us.

But I remained right where I was in my invisible form, watching as Hannah's eyes followed her mother's movements, her gaze lingering on the scandalous shorts. I listened to her thoughts.

[Mom's ass looks... different today...] Her thoughts swirled with confusion and something darker. [The way those shorts cling to her... It's like she's trying to show off... to tempt someone...]

I could practically taste the arousal in the air as Hannah's mind raced with forbidden thoughts. [Mom must be trying to get Dad's attention since she is back after so long...] Her mental voice carried that shocked tone that made my cock twitch violently. [But how can she be so careless with Jack here, too? Doesn't she realize how... how exposed she is?]

I chuckled darkly to myself, listening to Hannah's imaginative thoughts. She had no idea that her mother wasn't trying to seduce her father at all. No idea that Julie was mine, completely and utterly mine.

Hannah looked at Julie as she moved further, putting the plate in the dishwasher. I stood back, invisible, as I heard Hannah's surprised voice: "Mom... look at you being so careless... How can you wear things like that..."

Julie's breath hitched as she felt her daughter's eyes on her. [She's looking... my daughter is looking at my ass... at how exposed I am...] Her thoughts swirled with shame and dark excitement. [Does she know? Can she tell how wet I am?]

I watched as Hannah moved closer, adjusting Julie's shorts that had ridden up to expose the perfect curves of her ass cheeks. The way her fingers brushed against the damp fabric made my balls ache with need.

[Mom's skin is so...] Hannah's mental voice was a shocked whisper, her thoughts swirling with confusion and something darker. [So soft... and warm... and...]

"Mom... you aren't wearing anything beneath..." Hannah's voice trailed off, her face flushing crimson as she realized exactly what she was seeing. "How could you...? Jack is in the house too..."

As Hannah reached to adjust her mother's shorts, her fingers brushed against the dampness between Julie's ass cheeks - which was my precum that had soaked through the fabric when I poked my hard cock there. Hannah's face flushed deeply as she felt the unexpected moisture.

"Mom... you're sweating down there..." Hannah said, her voice trembling slightly as she tried to make sense of what she was feeling.

[Oh gods...] Julie's mental voice was a desperate whimper. [She's touching me... my daughter is touching where Jack's... where his precum is...]

The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife, that delicious mix of risk and arousal that made my cock throb painfully in the air.

Hannah was still staring at her mother with wide eyes, her gaze lingering on the scandalous shorts. The way her thoughts swirled with confusion and something more exciting made my cock twitch violently. The way her face had flushed slightly as she realized exactly what she was seeing made my balls ache with need.

Julie's mental voice was a desperate whimper, her thoughts swirling with shame and dark excitement as Hannah's fingers lingered on the damp fabric between her ass cheeks. The way her daughter's touch sent shivers through her body made my cock twitch violently. I watched with dark satisfaction as Hannah's expression shifted from confusion to realization.

Hannah's fingers trembled slightly as they brushed against the fabric stuck in her mother's ass cleft. [Mom's shorts are...] Her thoughts raced with growing understanding. [Stuck... in between her...] She hesitated for just a moment before carefully hooking her fingers into the damp fabric.

Julie's breath hitched as she felt her daughter's fingers tugging at the material wedged between her cheeks. [No... Hannah... don't...] Her mental voice was a desperate whimper, but her body betrayed her words, arching slightly as Hannah's fingers brushed against her sensitive skin.