Chapter 410: Hannah's Jealousy Unleashed

Chapter 410: Hannah’s Jealousy Unleashed

[I’m such a dirty slut…] Her thoughts grew darker, more depraved. [Letting his huge cock slap my face…] The memory of the contact made her body tremble, her mind racing with forbidden possibilities. [And loving it…] Her fingers traced her lips where my cock had made contact, her body reacting to the memory of the sensation.

Her other hand crept toward my cock, drawn by some dark compulsion. [I need to feel it again…] Her mental voice was thick with growing need. Her fingers wrapped around my thick cock, testing its weight and girth.

The veins pulsed beneath her touch, my cock twitching in her grip as she explored every inch. [So heavy…] Her mental voice was thick with growing need. [So thick and veiny…] Her thoughts grew more explicit as she traced the prominent veins that stood out against my skin.

[It’s throbbing so hard…] Her mental voice was thick with fascination. [I can feel his heartbeat in his cock…] The realization made her tight pussy clench, her body reacting to the forbidden contact. I could feel her arousal growing through our telepathic link, her juices dripping down her thighs as she explored my length.

With a dark chuckle in my mind, I activated my Scent of Lust ability. The air between us immediately thickened with an intoxicating aroma – a blend of musk and something darker that would make her horny to the point of madness. I watched with dark satisfaction as her pupils dilated, her breath coming faster as the scent took effect.

Hannah suddenly snatched her hands away as if burned. [Oh my god…] Her mental voice was thick with shocked realization. [If that person was really Jack…] Her thoughts spiraled with dark understanding. [Then Jack must be pretending to be asleep…] The realization made her body tremble, her mind racing with forbidden possibilities.

[And just now…] Her mental voice was thick with growing outrage. [His cock slapped my face…] The memory made her pussy clench with shameful excitement. [As he turned over…] Her thoughts grew darker, more explicit. [So he knows I’m here…] The understanding made her body react, her breath hitching as she processed the implication.

I felt her eyes on my face, tracing over my features with dark curiosity. [Even though he’s handsome…] Her mental voice was thick with conflict. [But that doesn’t mean…] Her thoughts grew more explicit. [He can cheat with Mom behind Dad…] The realization made her body react, her mind racing with forbidden possibilities.

Her eyes traced over my face, taking in every detail. [He’s so perfect…] Her mental voice was thick with growing fascination. [But what he’s doing is wrong…] Her thoughts spiraled with dark conflict, her body reacting to the forbidden understanding.

This was going even better than I’d hoped. The game was afoot, and Hannah was playing right into my hands. The thrill of her discovery, the way her mind twisted itself in knots trying to justify her actions – it was all perfect.

Soon, I promised myself silently, I would have them both exactly where I wanted them – trembling with need, begging for my touch, completely mine in every way that mattered.

Hannah’s breath came in ragged gasps, her tits rising and falling rapidly as she stared at my still-hard cock. The thick veins pulsed visibly along my cock, pre-cum beading at the slit and dripping down my length. The scent of sex filled the air – my musk mixed with her mother’s juices, an intoxicating blend that made her pussy drip with need.

[Fuck…] Hannah’s mental voice was thick with horny realization. [His cock is still so hard…] Her thoughts spiraled with dark curiosity as she stared at my throbbing length. [Even after fucking Mom’s ass…] The realization made her pussy clench with shameful excitement.

[I should be angry…] Her mental voice was thick with self-loathing. [But all I can think about…] Her thoughts grew darker as she imagined what it would feel like. [Is how good it would feel…] Her mind was consumed with the image of my cock stretching her tight pussy.

[To have that big cock inside me…] Her mental voice was thick with growing need. [Fucking me like he fucked Mom…] The thought made her juices drip down her thighs, her body reacting to the forbidden possibility.

[No…] Her mental voice was thick with growing determination. [I should be angry…] Her thoughts grew darker as she tried to convince herself. [At him destroying my family…] The realization made her body react, her breath hitching as she processed what she was seeing.

[I shouldn’t lust after him…] Her mental voice was thick with self-loathing. But her body betrayed her thoughts, her pussy growing wetter with each passing second. [But I can’t help it…] Her thoughts grew more explicit as she imagined what it would feel like to have my cock inside her.

Her thoughts became confusing again, spiraling with dark possibilities. [Should I just pretend…?] Her mental voice was thick with growing conflict. [I don’t know anything…] Her thoughts grew darker as she imagined the possibility. [And just let Mom and Jack’s affair continue…] The realization made her body react, her breath hitching as she processed the implication.

[Mom was also happy with Jack…] Her mental voice was thick with growing understanding.

[I bet they fucked all night…] Her mental voice was thick with growing understanding. [In America…] Her thoughts grew more explicit as she imagined the possibility. [Mom riding his cock…] The memory made her pussy clench with shameful excitement.

[Taking it in every hole…] Her mental voice was thick with growing realization.

[Why am I so jealous…?] Her mental voice was thick with growing realization. [Of Mom getting fucked…] Her thoughts grew darker as she processed the feeling. [When I want it just as bad…] The admission made her pussy throb, her body reacting to the forbidden desire.

[I’m such a slut…] Hannah’s mental voice was thick with self-loathing, though her body betrayed her completely. Her nipples were hard little points beneath her thin blouse, and I could smell her growing arousal – sweet and musky and completely intoxicating.

[A dirty little whore…] Her thoughts grew darker as she accepted the truth, her fingers tracing her lips where my cock had made contact.

[And where did Dad go…?] Her mental voice was thick with growing curiosity. [Should I call him…?] Her thoughts grew darker as she considered the possibility. The memory of her father made her body react, her breath hitching as she processed the thought.

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