Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

As I stood there watching Kate's internal struggle play out across her beautiful face, I could practically taste her conflicted desires in the air. The way her fingers nervously played with the hem of her dress, how her breath came in shallow little gasps - it all painted a picture of a woman torn between loyalty and lust.

[Yes...] Her mental voice was thick with determination. [Why didn't I think of this sooner?] Her thoughts raced with excitement. [I don't even need to spell it out for him...] Her mental voice carried a note of cunning. [Just need to create the right situation...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with anticipation.

I watched as her eyes glazed over slightly, her pupils dilating as her mind conjured vivid images. [Just enough to make Barry wild with jealousy...] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Seeing me with another man...] Her thoughts raced with dark excitement.

The way her cheeks flushed deeper told me exactly what kind of images were playing through her mind. [Then Barry would be eager to fuck me hard...] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Like Jack fucked Jennifer...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with bitterness. [Yes...] Her mental voice was thick with resolve. [If Barry saw me getting close to Jack...] Her thoughts raced with determination.

Her eyes flicked to me, then away, then back again as her mind raced. [Or in our bed...] Her mental voice was thick with need. [He would lose his mind...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with hope. [Getting rid of his erectile dysfunction...] Her mental voice was thick with resolve. [At least that's what I found in those anonymous searches...] Her thoughts trailed off briefly.

I could practically see the gears turning in her head as she formulated her plan. [Or what that doctor said...] Her mental voice was thick with need. [About jealousy being a powerful motivator...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with determination.

Kate looked at me, her expression hesitant, but her eyes burning with dark excitement. "Jack," she began, her voice carrying a note of vulnerability that didn't quite match the wicked thoughts I could hear. "I want to invite you to our house for dinner..." She paused briefly, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her dress in a way that made the fabric ride up slightly, revealing more of her toned thighs.

[Yeah...] Her mental voice was thick with satisfaction. [Inviting him to dinner is perfect...] Her thoughts raced with excitement. [And Jack won't suspect a thing...] Her mental voice carried a note of cunning. [I just need to tease him a bit...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with anticipation.

I smiled, my lips curving into what I knew was a predatory expression. "Yeah," I said, my voice low and intimate, letting it carry just enough suggestion to make her breath catch. "I thought it was something serious... You scared me there for a second," I paused briefly, my eyes lingering on the way her nipples pressed against her dress. "Okay, that is a good idea," I continued, my voice carrying a note of authority that made her shiver slightly.

[I'm a genius...] Her mental voice was thick with satisfaction. [This will work perfectly...] Her thoughts raced with excitement. [Barry will be so jealous...] Her mental voice was thick with anticipation. [He'll want me so badly...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with need.

As we exchanged numbers, I made sure my fingers brushed against hers in a way that was just a little too intimate. The way her breath hitched slightly at my touch made my lips curve into a dark smile. I used my Hand of Arousal ability as our hands touched, watching with satisfaction as her pupils dilated and her cheeks flushed darker.

Kate's thoughts raced with conflicting desires. [Oh my god...] Her mental voice carried a note of surprise. [My pussy...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with need. [It's dripping again...] Her mental voice was thick with arousal. [Fuck...] Her thoughts raced with frustration. [My thighs...] Her mental voice was thick with need.

[They are also wet...] Her thoughts turned inward, laced with desire. [I need to leave...] Her mental voice was thick with resolve. [Otherwise...] Her thoughts trailed off, her mind clearly processing this new information.

I could see the way her thoughts were already turning to how she would stage this little performance for her husband's benefit. The way her eyes kept flicking to me told me she was imagining scenarios that would make any proper wife blush.

Kate then said goodbye to me, her voice carrying a note of vulnerability. She left me alone, her body swaying slightly as she walked away. The scent of her arousal lingered in the air, making my nostrils flare with appreciation.

I walked around the villa, my eyes scanning the area with predatory interest. I found Ava, Angela, and Jenna had settled inside their room and were taking a shower.

I didn't disturb them but went back to our villa, my cock throbbing painfully in my pants. As I entered the dimly lit bedroom, the sight that greeted me made my cock throb painfully against my pants.

The massive bed was a tangle of sleeping beauties, their party dresses riding up to reveal tantalizing glimpses of flesh. The air was thick with the scent of arousal and expensive perfume, making my nostrils flare with appreciation.

Karen lay sprawled on her stomach, her dress hitched up to reveal the full curves of her ass. The thin fabric of her thong did little to hide the shadow of her pussy lips, the material already damp with her arousal. Her blonde hair fanned out around her face, her lips parted slightly as she breathed deeply in sleep.

Julie was curled on her side, her dress riding up to expose her toned thighs. The way the fabric strained against her tits made my mouth water, the dark circles of her areolas visible through the thin material. Her fingers were curled against her cheek, her expression peaceful in sleep.

Jessica lay on her back, her dress riding up to reveal the tempting curve of her hips. The way the fabric clung to her pussy made my cock twitch, the shadow of her lips visible beneath. Her dark hair contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, her lips parted slightly as she breathed deeply.

Olivia was curled on her side, her dress riding up to expose her toned thighs. The way the fabric strained against her tits made my mouth water, the dark circles of her areolas visible through the thin material. Her fingers were curled against her cheek, her expression peaceful in sleep.