Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties-Chapter 957: Gabriela’s Blindfold Betrayal Revealed

Gabriela pretended to be angry, her voice rising in dramatic outrage as she stood at the foot of the bed—still naked, skin glistening from the shower, massive tits heaving with every sharp breath, cum still slowly leaking from her own well-fucked pussy in thick white trails down her inner thighs.

"OMG... You... are actually..."

She pointed a trembling finger at Samantha—whose body was still half-hidden under the blanket, thighs spread wide around my hips, my cock buried to the hilt inside her spasming cunt.

One last, powerful spurt erupted from me—hot and thick—splashing directly against the soft, open mouth of Samantha’s womb. Her entire body seized, eyes rolling back in her head as the sensation overwhelmed her.

"Aaah... fuck... hmmmm..."

Her voice cracked into a long, broken moan—high and desperate—her pussy clamping down like a velvet fist around my shaft, milking the final rope deep into her womb. Her walls fluttered wildly, cervix fluttering open to drink every drop, until her belly felt swollen and full, the pressure building until a fresh gush of her own squirt sprayed out around my cock—hot jets soaking the blanket, my thighs, and the sheets beneath us in messy, obscene arcs.

I groaned low—hips jerking once more—then slowly pulled out with a wet schlurp. My cock slipped free—still hard, glistening with her juices and my cum—and a thick river of semen immediately poured from Samantha’s gaping pussy, running down her ass crack and pooling on the bed in creamy white puddles.

I looked up at Gabriela—face carefully schooled into guilty innocence—and let my voice drop low, apologetic.

"Wife... I’m sorry... I couldn’t hold back... and don’t blame Samantha... it was just that she was helping me wipe my body as I was feeling itchy... so this accident happened..."

Gabriela’s eyes narrowed—pretending fury—but the corner of her mouth twitched with barely contained amusement. She crossed her arms under her heavy tits, pushing them up until they nearly spilled over her forearms, nipples still dark and swollen from earlier abuse.

"Hm... It’s all my fault... for not being able to satisfy my husband... I don’t blame you..."

She let the words hang—voice dripping with mock sadness—then suddenly her lips curled into a slow, wicked smirk. She stepped closer—still dripping cum herself—leaning over the bed until her massive breasts swayed inches from Samantha’s flushed face.

"Husband..." she purred, eyes locked on Samantha’s wide, dazed ones. "Don’t you think her pussy feels familiar...? Similar to mine...?"

Samantha froze—breath catching—her thighs still trembling around my hips, pussy twitching and leaking more of my load onto the sheets.

I understood instantly—Gabriela wanted to tease her, to twist the knife of jealousy and humiliation.

I played along—tilting my head as if genuinely considering it—then nodded slowly.

"Now that you say it... I really feel it’s the same... the same tightness that I felt... before..."

Gabriela’s smirk widened—dangerous, delighted. She reached down—fingers sliding along Samantha’s inner thigh, gathering a thick glob of my cum that had leaked out—and brought it to her own lips, sucking it clean with a slow, deliberate moan.

"Mmm... husband... actually... the truth is..."

She leaned closer—tits brushing Samantha’s cheek—voice dropping to a sultry whisper that both of us could hear.

"Last time... when I blindfolded you... It was actually me who asked Samantha to replace me... as my pussy was swollen... but I didn’t want to leave you unsatisfied... so..."

Samantha’s eyes flew wide—shock, shame, arousal crashing across her face all at once.

Gabriela continued—relentless—fingers trailing through the creamy mess still leaking from Samantha’s cunt.

"I told her... ’Take care of him... let him think it’s me... let him bury himself deep... let him cum inside you like he would inside me...’ And she did... so well... didn’t she, husband? She took your virginity... let you spill everything into her virgin asshole... while I watched... listened to her muffled moans... knowing you thought it was me..."

Samantha whimpered—small, broken—her pussy clenching around nothing now, pushing out another thick glob of my cum that ran down her ass crack.

"I... I didn’t mean... Madam... I just... wanted to help... Sir was so hard... so needy... I couldn’t say no... aaah... please don’t be mad... I... I loved it... feeling him stretch me... fill me... thinking I was you... oh god... I’m sorry... but I’d do it again... nnh..."

Gabriela laughed—low, dark, triumphant—then leaned down and kissed Samantha hard—tongue plunging into her mouth, sharing the taste of my cum still on both their lips.

When she pulled back, Samantha’s eyes were glassy—tears of humiliation and arousal shining.

Gabriela whispered against her mouth—voice dripping with filthy possession.

"Good girl... you did so well... taking him for me... letting him breed your little womb while I watched... but now... now he knows... and he’s going to fuck you again... right here... while I watch... while I play with these pretty little tits of yours..."

She reached down—cupping Samantha’s smaller breasts through her uniform polo—pinching the nipples until Samantha arched and moaned.

"And this time... no blindfold... no pretending... he’s going to look right into your eyes while he fills you again... while he breeds you properly... while I make you squirt all over his cock..."

Samantha sobbed—half shame, half desperate need—hips rocking forward instinctively, pussy clenching around nothing.

"Please... Madam... Sir... yes... breed me... use me... punish me for deceiving you... aaah... I want it... I want him inside me again... knowing it’s me this time... knowing you’re watching..."

Gabriela smirked—then looked at me—eyes blazing.

"Husband... what do you say...? Shall we give our cleaner the breeding she’s been craving... right here... right now... while Yuko’s still downstairs... none the wiser?"

I grinned—slow, dark—reaching down to guide my cock back to Samantha’s dripping entrance.

"Get on your back, Samantha... legs wide... show your Madam how well you take her husband’s cock... while she watches... while she plays with your clit... while she makes you scream..."

Samantha whimpered—already moving—lying back on the bed, skirt hiked to her waist, panties shoved aside, pussy spread and leaking.

"Yes... Master... Madam... please... breed me... ruin me... make me yours..."

Gabriela climbed onto the bed—kneeling beside her—fingers finding Samantha’s clit and rubbing slow circles while I lined up and pushed inside—slow, deep—breaching her womb again with one long thrust.

Samantha screamed—high, broken—legs locking around my waist.

"Aaah—yes—inside my womb again—fill me—breed me—while Madam watches—while she rubs my clit—oh god—I’m yours—both of yours—nnh—harder—deeper—cum in me—mark me—aaah—!"

Gabriela laughed—pinching Samantha’s clit—then leaned down to suck one of her nipples through the polo.

"Cum for us, squirt while he breeds your womb... while I watch... while I make you scream... let the whole hotel know who really owns this tight little cunt..."

Samantha shattered—pussy clamping down, womb fluttering, squirt spraying in powerful jets across my stomach and Gabriela’s hand—screaming my name as I flooded her deepest place once more.