Chapter 407: Hannah's Investigation 2

Chapter 407: Hannah’s Investigation 2

I could feel Hannah’s presence like a physical weight beside the bed, her eyes burning into my naked form with an intensity I could practically taste.

The night lamp cast a golden glow over my body, highlighting every obscene detail – the way my cum still glistened on my skin, the thick veins pulsing along my cock, the faint sheen of sweat from my recent exertions with her mother.

[I need to be quiet…] Hannah’s mental voice was thick with tension, her thoughts spiraling with conflicted emotions. [I don’t want to wake him up…] But even as she thought it, I could sense her eyes tracing over my body, lingering on the most intimate details.

[Did he come here while I was looking for him…?] Her thoughts grew more confused, her mind racing with possibilities. [But it’s impossible…] Her mental voice was thick with growing realization. [If he came out of Mom’s room, we would have crossed paths…] The truth settled over her, making her body tremble with forbidden understanding.

[But his cock…] Her mental voice was thick with fascination. [And even his abs…] Her eyes traced over my body, taking in every detail. [They look absolutely the same…] Her thoughts grew more explicit as she compared what she’d seen through the keyhole with what was before her now.

Hannah’s mental voice was thick with conflict as she stood beside the bed, her eyes tracing over my naked form. [Shall I go to peek in Mom’s room…?] Her thoughts spiraled with dark curiosity, her body trembling with forbidden excitement. [To see if that person is still there…] The possibility made her pussy clench with shameful arousal.

[I…] Her mental voice was thick with growing realization. [Yeah, I can’t take risks with my family…] But even as she thought it, her eyes remained glued to my naked form, her mind racing with forbidden desires. [But what if he’s not there…?] The thought made her body tremble with dark excitement.

Hannah’s mental voice was thick with growing realization as she stood frozen beside the bed. [I…] Her thoughts spiraled with dark curiosity, her body trembling with forbidden excitement. [Yeah, I can’t take risks with my family…] But even as she thought it, her eyes remained glued to my naked form, tracing over every intimate detail with shameful fascination.

[But what if he is still there…?] The thought made her pussy clench with dark excitement, her mind racing with forbidden possibilities. [Then that person must be Dad…] Her mental voice was thick with growing certainty. [As there are only 2 males in the house…] But even as she thought it, her body reacted to the sight before her, her breath hitching as she took in every detail.

I heard Hannah’s thoughts through our telepathic link, her mental voice thick with growing realization. She wanted to go back to Julie’s room to check things for sure, her mind racing with dark curiosity. I let my cock throb hard, jerking back and forth with deliberate slowness, the movement surprising Hannah.

I heard her subtle moan, a soft “Umm” escaping her lips as she took in the sight. [It’s throbbing…] Her mental voice was thick with growing arousal. [Is he awake…?] Her thoughts grew darker, more explicit. [Or pretending to be asleep…?] The possibility made her body react, her pussy clenching with shameful excitement.

[If that person with Mom and Jack is the same…] Her mental voice was thick with growing realization. [Then…] Her thoughts trailed off as she processed the possibility, her mind racing with forbidden desires.

[Then his cock must have…] Her mental voice was thick with growing arousal. [Mom’s taste in it…] The thought made her pussy clench with shameful excitement, her body reacting to the possibility. [But…] Her thoughts grew darker, more explicit.

[Omg, the thought is making my pussy itch…] Her mental voice was thick with growing arousal. [So much…] Her body trembled with forbidden excitement, her mind consumed with the image of tasting her mother on my cock.

I could feel Hannah’s internal struggle intensifying through our telepathic link, her moral outrage at what she’d witnessed warring with the undeniable arousal coursing through her body.

Her fingers hovered just above my skin, trembling with the need to touch, to confirm what she was seeing. The scent of sex was thick in the air, evidence of my activities with her mother, and I could sense it affecting her deeply.

[Should I taste it…?] Hannah’s mental voice was thick with forbidden desire, the thought alone making my cock jerk involuntarily. Her eyes traced over my naked form, lingering on the most intimate details, her mind racing with dark possibilities.

The golden light from the night lamp illuminated every obscene detail of my naked body as I lay sprawled on the bed. My thick, veiny cock stood proudly erect, still glistening with Julie’s juices mixed with my cum.

The head was swollen and purple, pre-cum beading at the slit, dripping down the thick cock that pulsed with every heartbeat. The veins stood out in stark relief against my skin, throbbing visibly as Hannah knelt beside the bed.

[Oh god…] Hannah’s mental voice was thick with awe and growing arousal. [His cock is… massive…] Her eyes traced over every inch of my obscene length, lingering on the thick veins that stood out against my skin. [So thick… so veiny…] Her thoughts grew increasingly explicit as she took in the sight before her.

[I can see it pulsing…] Her mental voice was thick with fascination. [It’s still hard… still wet…] Her thoughts grew more explicit as she imagined what it would feel like. [I can smell Mom on it…] The realization made her pussy clench with shameful excitement, her body reacting to the sight before her.

[I want to taste it…] Her mental voice was thick with forbidden desire. [I want to lick it clean…] Her thoughts grew darker, more depraved. [I want to taste Mom on his cock…] She imagined wrapping her lips around the thick head, her tongue tracing over the sensitive underside, tasting the evidence of our activities.

Her fingers trembled closer to my cock, her breath hitching as she took in the sight before her. [It’s so big…] Her mental voice was thick with awe. [Bigger than anything I’ve seen…] Her thoughts grew more explicit as she imagined what it would feel like. [I want to feel it…] Her mind was consumed with the image of her hands wrapping around the thick cock, exploring every intimate detail.

[I shouldn’t…] Her mental voice was thick with self-loathing. [But I can’t stop…] Her thoughts grew darker, more depraved. [I want to touch it…]

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