Chapter 383: Hannah Craves Extra White Sauce

Julie took Hannah’s hand, her fingers trembling slightly as she guided her daughter to the washbasin. The scent of our lust still hung heavy in the air, musky and intoxicating. [This girl… If she knew it was Jack’s cum… no… I will not let her know… fuck, my pussy is still dripping… omg how much did Jack really come inside me…] Her mental voice was a desperate whimper, her thighs pressing together as another droplet of my seed leaked from her pussy.

Julie’s breath hitched, her hands trembling as she tried to wash the evidence from Hannah’s fingers. “You shouldn’t… You shouldn’t just lick things like that, sweetheart,” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.

I noticed Julie’s eyes blushed, and she looked annoyed when she looked over at me, and I couldn’t resist teasing her. “Oh… Hannah,” I said, my voice filled with amusement. “I am glad you liked… it was because of Aunt Julie’s effort that this sauce came about…”

I chuckled inside, remembering the way Julie’s pussy had helped my cock spill out the cum. The way her body had responded to mine, the way her hips had pressed against me, seeking more – it was intoxicating.

Julie’s eyes narrowed, her voice filled with annoyance. “You…” she said, her voice soft and breathless.

I grabbed Julie by the waist, helping her walk out with Hannah, also holding her arm. The way her body trembled against mine, the way her breath hitched – it was too much. I let her sit on the couch, her body trembling as she clutched her legs together, her thighs slick with the evidence of our earlier activities.

Hannah’s eyes widened with innocent enthusiasm. “Mom, it was really delicious! You should make this sauce more often. It’s one of my favorites now!” Her voice was bright and cheerful, completely unaware of the tension crackling between her mother and me.

Julie’s face burned even hotter, her body trembling with the effort of holding herself together. [She wants more… my daughter wants more of Jack’s cum…] Her mental voice was a desperate whimper, her thighs pressing together to contain the steady drip still leaking from her well-used pussy. The way her mind raced with filthy thoughts made my cock twitch violently in my pants.

I couldn’t resist teasing them both. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, Hannah,” I said, my voice low and amused, my eyes lingering on Julie’s flushed face. “Your mother does have a special talent for making delicious sauces.”

Julie’s breath caught in her throat, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red. “Jack!” she hissed, her voice rough with embarrassment. The way her body trembled against mine made my blood heat, my cock throbbing painfully in my pants.

Hannah nodded eagerly, her eyes sparkling with innocent enthusiasm. “Yes! Mom’s sauces are always the best,” she said, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. “You should help her make more, Jack!”

I chuckled, stepping closer to press my body against Julie’s. The way her body trembled against mine, the way her breath hitched – it was intoxicating. “I’d be happy to help your mother make more sauce,” I murmured, my voice low and teasing, my lips brushing against her ear.

Julie’s breath caught in her throat as I sat down beside her on the couch, my body pressing against hers. The way her skin reacted to my touch made my cock twitch violently in my pants, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered. “Especially when you are the main ingredient,” I whispered sneakily in her ears, my hot breath making her shiver.

Julie’s face burned crimson, her body trembling with the effort of holding herself together. [Oh god… he’s saying these things right in front of Hannah… and she has no idea…] Her mental voice was a desperate whimper, her thighs pressing together to contain the steady drip still leaking from her well-used pussy. The way her mind raced with filthy thoughts made my cock twitch violently in my pants.

Hannah looked between us, her eyes sparkling with innocent curiosity. “You two make a great team,” she said, her voice soft and breathless. The way her gaze flickered between us, the way her breath came in soft gasps – it was intoxicating.

I chuckled softly, my eyes locked on Julie’s flushed face. “Yeah… why not?” I murmured, my voice low and teasing. “Aunt Julie will surely… enjoy making more sauce with me.”

Hannah’s eyes widened with innocent enthusiasm. “I can’t wait to taste more of your sauces,” she said, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. “You should make a big batch next time!”

I couldn’t resist teasing them both, my voice dripping with dark amusement as I leaned back in my chair. “We’ll make sure to prepare plenty,” I said, my eyes locked on Julie’s flushed face as I deliberately emphasized the word “prepare” with a suggestive lilt. The way her breath hitched in her throat made my cock twitch violently in my pants.

Julie’s face burned crimson, her fingers clenching into white-knuckled fists in her lap. “Jack!” she hissed through gritted teeth, her voice rough with embarrassment and something darker – something that made her pussy clench around nothing. The way her eyes darted between me and Hannah showed her mounting panic, but the way her hips subtly shifted toward my touch betrayed her true desires.

Hannah’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “I’ll help too!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with enthusiasm. “I can be your taste tester!”

Julie’s body trembled as she watched her daughter, her mind racing with the implications. [Oh gods… she wants to help… she wants to taste more of Jack’s cum…] Her mental voice was a desperate whimper. [The way she’s looking at us… does she even understand what she’s really offering? To be our little cum taster… to have Jack’s seed dripping from her lips…]

I looked at them and said, “I will go finish the remaining dishes…” and walked inside the kitchen to prepare the dish, with Hannah also coming to the kitchen with me, watching me cook with great interest.

As I finished cooking, the rich aromas of the steak and soup filled the kitchen, mingling with the intoxicating scent of Julie’s arousal that still lingered in the air.

The way Hannah’s body brushed against mine as we worked together made my blood boil, my cock throbbing painfully in my pants. Her innocent touches sent electric shocks through my body, each accidental contact making my cock twitch violently.

“Here, let me help with that,” Hannah said, her voice bright and cheerful as she reached for the serving tray. The way her fingers brushed against mine made my breath catch, my eyes lingering on the curve of her neck.

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