Free Web NovelChapter 19: Chapter 19: O-okay... Don’t Make Another Sound, Little Wen
’H-how... it’s... too... massive!!!’ Morenne breathed laboriously as she marveled at the sight before her.
It was nearly the length of her hand to her forearm. Her mind completely malfunctioned.
Even Owen’s unique man fragrance was entirely intoxicating, rising straight to her nostrils like an exotic perfume as she bend her body while frozen in dazed.
Now, she truly believed in the old adage...
There is always a bigger fish in the vast ocean.
The only remaining question was... would it taste just as good as it looks?
Well, that was exactly what she was about to found out...
"Hehe, don’t freeze up, Aunt. Do you want us to get caught?" Owen murmured, nudging his length against her hands, which had completely ceased moving.
’Keke... I can never get enough of the look on a hungry MILF face when she sees a divine thing... calling it the greatest sword, Excalibur.. Gaze upon it, appreciate it, and become my devotee, Aunt~’ Owen thought to himself.
Seeing her stunned expression alone was enough to satisfy his ego as a man.
"O-okay... your Auntie will help you now with everything she’s got, Little Wen..." She regained her bearings after hearing his warning and slowly exerted her absolute best effort to deliver the most masterful handjob she could muster to satisfy such a monster in front of her face.
Morenne even secretly sniffed the smell, making her face red as riped tomato.
"Hehe... I can hear something approaching, Aunt. I think you need to accelerate your pace right now!" Owen caught the distant rumble of an engine... likely her husband’s farming tractor, the pathetic man is about to reach the barn.
He still recalled the golden grain fields of the village, so it was only logical that they have machinery.
"..." She was so desperate to reach the finish line now that she didn’t utter a single word, simply stroking him with rapid speed.
’It’s already been minutes, so why hasn’t he reached his limit yet? My husband can barely last for four seconds... even less.’ Her thoughts ran wild at the ridiculous stamina of Little Wen’s weapon.
Calling him ’Little Wen’ felt incredibly bizarre when he was packing an enormous pillar between his legs.
...
"Honey! I’m back... where are you?" A booming male voice echoed through the property as the man called out, searching for his lovely wife.
It was Morenne’s husband, completely unaware that his wife was currently busy providing an intense handjob service at the back of the barn with the boy he treated like a nephew.
"Work harder, Auntie, if you don’t want us to get caught~" Owen whispered again.
Her eyes widened with pure desperation as she channeled every ounce of her strength into finishing the task as fast as possible.
’Ahh... faster Aunt, I don’t want my prize asset sliced off by a rusty sickle!’ Owen prayed internally, while small beads of sweats come out to his forehead...
Well...if Owen is sweating a grain, then Morenne is sweating buckets!
Both could hear the heavy footsteps growing louder; her husband was about to breach the barn!
Morenne was moving her palms like a busty MILF possessed.
She even briefly contemplated using her mouth since that technique was highly effective on her husband, bringing him down in two seconds flat!
But she ultimately decided against it because she wasn’t confident she could accommodate that massive girth without her jaw locking up entirely.
Sniff... sniff... sniff...
Talk about a bizarre twist of timing!
A dog suddenly wandered right into the clearing where the scandalous deed was taking place.
Forcing Owen to stopped breathing.
Thankfully, the dog merely watched, tilting its head in curiosity as it observed the wild events unfolding between the two humans. frёewebnoѵēl.com
Morenne frantically pumped her hands, even slicking his shaft with some saliva to ease the friction.
Meanwhile, Owen’s breathing completely hitched.
In all seriousness, holy shit!
He wasn’t playing around anymore; his life would be forfeit if her husband caught sight of this entire ordeal.
Ding!
[The dog highly approves! 100/10... keep up the spectacular work! (◠‿◕)]
The system chimed like a true entity of culture.
Even Owen couldn’t argue with the system remarks this time, as it was completely bullseye.
"Oh, so you’re around the back, Honey... what are you doing back there?" the man called out.
He was clearly inside the barn now, totally oblivious to the drama transpiring just on the other side of the wooden wall, even though his pet was watching the scene with deep fascination.
"I’m almost there, Aun just move faster..." Owen’s voice was barely a whisper now, just loud enough to encourage her.
"O-okay... don’t make another sound, Little Wen," she whispered back.
Her mind spun into overdrive as the sheer thrill of their dirt little secret made her pussy incredibly warm.
’Argh... so incredible! Just a little more and I’m about to release my first load in this world!’ His toes curled as he felt himself right on the precipice of a great explosion that’s about to unfold.
"I’m close, Auntie!.." he growled quietly to alert her.
Then, like a seasoned professional, her hands shifted straight to the crown...cupping it like a sacred artifact, terrified of wasting a single drop.
Spurt!!! Spurt!!! Spurt!!!!
Thick, milky white cum was released, filling her small palms, overflowing past her fingers while a few stray meager drop painted the blades of grass below.
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"Oh! There you are, honey. What are you doing out here?" The man smiled warmly as he walked around the corner, looking directly at Morenne’s flushed face while her hands remained hidden behind her back.
Her face still smoldered with a trace of a shiny, sticky substance, but it wasn’t overly noticeable as she swallowed something with great difficulty.
"Oh... it looks like a rat made a hole out here. Hehe, I know how strict you are about keeping the property safe." The man moved past her, inspecting a freshly burrowed tunnel in the ground near the wall of the barn
Gulp...
Morenne swallowed the final remnants, successfully concealing the evidence just in time.
