Godfather And Godson

Regardless, Ram certainly gives a good, s.l.u.tty showing as his ball sacks smack against her until eventually, she gets the third release out of him.

Swallowing down everything he has to offer like a true champ, her neck convulsing and spasming as she swallows and swallows and swallows, until finally there's nothing left to drink down. Not a single drop of Harry's seed escapes her lips as she pops his meat out of her mouth and gives it two hard stokes and looks up at him with her innocent doe eyes.

"Oh-ho-ho," Harry chuckles, "you are really going to get it tonight, Ram. Look at how hard you got your Master going," he utters as he points at his shaft which is back to full mass right away.

There is only fate that awaits this shrew little doxy— to be ravishing into oblivion until she is a drooling, incohesive mess.

"Can't wait," she answers back with a light smile as she laid back down on the bed. Then spreading her legs wide as her dripping wet p.u.s.s.y was on full view, waiting for him to enter her, she adds in a sultry voice, "I am all ready, for you now Master~"

Making his way over to her, Harry had one thought, and one thought on his mind— to thoroughly ravish her into blissful senselessness.

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Groggily walking up the next morning, Harry felt a wet s.u.c.k.i.n.g sensation down at his lower region. Rubbing at his eyes to get the sleep out, Harry got up on his elbows and looked over at his crotch and saw a familiar blue hair bobbing her head up and down his shaft.

"Good morning, Master~" Rem greeted as her small hands strokes up and down his sizable length while giving him a wide smirk.

"Right back at you, you naughty little s.l.u.t," Harry greeted back as he patted her head.

Purring like a little kitten, the blue-haired maid nuzzled his shaft against her mouth and cheeks, rubbing his c.o.c.khead as it drips with prec.u.m. "The sun is up and the day has started. How do you want to start your day?" she asked sassily.

"I think," Harry answered very slowly, "I would enjoy it if you continue on with your dutiful task for your master."

"Mhm," Rem m.o.a.n.e.d as she ran kisses down his giant shaft, "look at you being all commanding and what not. We have yet to mold you into the perfect lord."

"What can I say," Harry chuckled, "with you two little she devils in bed, it hard to resist ordering you around. Now," he said with a raised eyebrow, "don't make me wait. Get to it, my little brother is getting a little lonely."

"Hehe, right away Master," she replied as she got back to the task at hand. Her tongue slips out from between her lips and she l.a.p.s at Harry's prick cutely. Her eyes never leaving his and he couldn't help but watched on with a massive grin on his face as she continued with her work.

There was no way he would have imagined that things would turn out like this. NO cross that, he never imagined that his life would take such a massive turn.

Who would have thought, he, puny little Potter who has been abused by his so-called relatives, look down on by everyone, and belittle by his enemies would be here in life today. Being pleased by beautiful women and having all his dreams come true.

"Mmm, yes my Lord," Rem m.o.a.n.e.d as he started pinching her n.i.p.p.l.es. They were a dark red like ripe apples for the picking and he couldn't help but to play around with them.

"Thank you, Master," Rem continued, "for giving me the chance to worship your magnificent c.o.c.k. Thank you for gracing your unworthy servant with this awe-inspiring c.o.c.k."

Chuckling at her frame of mind, and her lofty praises, Harry replied back with, "Only the best for my most loyal servants!"

Just as things were picking up and Harry felt like unloading his seed into Rem's waiting, c.o.c.k-hungry mouth, the door that lead to his master suite slowly opened wide. Heart pounding in his c.h.e.s.t and his palms getting sweaty, Harry thought for a single moment that maybe it was his godfather walking in on this debauch scene.

Throwing the sheets over the very n.a.k.e.d maid, Harry tried his best to collect himself and make himself presentable. However, he wasn't too sure that would save his a.s.s since his room was a wild mess. Riped up clothes were laying everywhere, his seed and the two girls' s.e.x.u.a.l fluid were all over the bed, the sheets, the floor, the table, the desk, and even the walls.

Objects laid upturned, pillows were scattered everywhere with feathers spilling out, and all in all, it was a total mess.

Turning around to face whoever walked in, Harry was ready to face to music, but instead of who he was dreading to walk in, it was totally someone else.

"Good morning, Master~" Ram greeted as she walked in with a giant mound of stacked up pancakes. The small pile was dripping with butter, whip cream, and maple syrup as the scent of it wafted through the room and Harry's stomach growled.

Of course after last night's debauchery activities, he would have a monstrous appetite. Still, he let out a long sigh of relief and uttered, "Oh, it is just you."

"Are you not happy to see me, Master?" the pink-haired maid asked as a pout formed on her lips as she set down a whole jug of milk and the pancakes beside his bed.

Harry was about to answer her until the wet s.u.c.k.i.n.g sensation came back on his c.o.c.k. Grinding his teeth to hold back from the grunt on his lips, Harry tried his best to play it cool. This mischievous s.l.u.tty maid underneath his sheets will be getting it soon.

"N-no, I am v-very ha-happy to see you. You br... bring the sunshine and the pep in my step each mor-morning."

Staring at him then staring at his bed and at the slight mound in his sheets, Ram asked in a plain simple tone, "My sister is under there, right?"

"No," Harry tried to deny, but before he could act, the pink hair threw his sheets away, revealing her sister. She had been quite the busy bees as she was lapping up his c.o.c.k like it was a lollipop while saliva and pre-c.u.m leaked out.

Looking up at her sister like a kitten caught in the act, she froze in her step and weakly smiled at her sister. Poping his shaft out of her mouth, she tried to best present herself and said, "Hi, sis."

Shaking her head sadly, the older sister of the two uttered, "Look at you sister, you got one taste of our master's man meat, and now you can not even stave off from it to do your duties."

Looking like a little petulant child, Rem answered back, "What can you tell me you can resist this magnificent, exalted pillar of a man meat?" she asked as she gave his two firm strokes up and down his length to emphasize her point.

Sniffling with her head held head, the pink-haired answered back with, "unlike you, sister, I have a bit of self-control and self-respect."

"Ha," Rem barked out, "where was this so-called self control and self respect when you were acting like a wanton s.l.u.tty whore last night."

Before they could both break out into cat fights, Harry held out his hand to calm them and uttered, "Now, now, girls let's not do this, okay? You are both sisters and should get along. Ram, there is no need to be uptight in front of me, I am your master and you can act like yourself in front of me. Rem, do not press your sister's button, okay?"

"Okay," they both answered.

"Now, let's eat, huh?"

"Sounds good to me," Rem answered as she had on a mischievous smirk. Once he saw that, he knew she was up to something.

"Master~" the blue hair asked in a sweet innocent tone, "would you like me to feed you?"

"No, I am good," Harry answered as brought the stack of pancakes before him. He still wasn't too sure about that kind of stuff.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like to eat out of me?" she quizzed in that same innocent, sweet voice as she dribbled a some of the maple syrup on her b.r.e.a.s.ts and spread some whipped cream on her n.i.p.p.l.es. "I am sure that I taste sweet and wonderful."

Staring at her, Harry had no words to express himself but his little brother did all the talking as it from flaccid to full mast in just a few seconds. "You know what," Harry said as he collected himself, "I think I would like that very much."

Then without a word he attacked her like a hungry wolf going after a pure innocent rabbit.

Immediately he goes for her rip and ready n.i.p.p.l.es as he attacks her right one and starts suckling them like a little baby at the b.r.e.a.s.t. Not wanting to leave her other bosom hanging he reaches out and mauls them, kneading and groping them as hard as he can.

The wanton m.o.a.n of the beautiful blue hair's voice is unmistakable as she lightly sucks on one of her fingers. Taking some more of the whipped cream, Harry spreads more of it on her b.r.e.a.s.t and hold out his own finger for her to suck.

"Mhmmm, Maaaster~" she m.o.a.ns as licks and kisses his proffered hand.

Wanting to appease his appetite, Harry grabbed a fork and pinched a whole pancake, "Open wide," he called out to the s.l.u.tty little maid. Doing as commanded she bit into one corner of the pancake and he did the same from the other side.

Slowly he chowed down on it, eating the larger portion of it until their lips came together and the flat cake was finished. As their mouths pressed up against each other, the two of them broke into a kiss, exchanging salvia and tongues.

After a while, Harry broke away from it which got a m.o.a.n of disappointment from out of the maid, but he ignored it. Now he wanted to move on to the main course!

"Bottoms up," he called out as he lined up his hard, prick to her waiting wet snatch.

Grunting as he forces his way into her open door, he goes in deeper. As Rem squirms and yelps beneath him, Harry fills her up with his c.o.c.k, until eventually his nut sack is bouncing against her a.s.s and he has buried in her poor little c.u.n.t.

Reaching out, Harry grabs onto her bouncing c.h.e.s.t and his hands fitting well around each of them as he gives them a hard squeeze with his fingers digging in. Gripping and kneading Rem's little behind, the young man slowly pulls back, inch by inch, just like how he went in.

A relieved groan leaves the blue-haired maid's throat, but Harry only gets about halfway out before he thrusts into her poor little snatch once more. The groan is cut off by a cry, and then Harry is pounding into her, his c.o.c.k thrusting in and out of her as she shrieks in ecstasy.

Harry keeps on plowing ahead, grunting in time with each of his thrusts as he rails his newest maid's tight c.u.n.t. Listening to her m.o.a.n in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e as she actively enjoys his c.o.c.k buried in her p.u.s.s.y, it is music to his ears.

Rem whimpers as he enters much deeper inside of her, Harry comes in closer to her until his hot breath is beating against her ears and whispers.

"You love this, don't you, my little s.l.u.tty maid?"

The only thing that his maid can give in answer was a pathetic mewl, m.o.a.ning loudly and squeaking out whenever his c.o.c.k hits a particularly sweet spot in her inner bowels.

With Harry slamming home into her tight c.u.n.t again and again, Rem soon finds it impossible to contain herself anymore. Eventually, her control over herself slips into utter ruins and the blue maid shamefully climaxes to the pounding she was receiving.

"M-mmmm, Ahhhh!?~"

Soon the cute little maid's p.u.s.s.y juices explode out of her c.u.n.t as her eyes roll back in her head and her tongue lulls out of her mouth. Harry peers at her face and sees the wonderful ahegao she is making.

That more than anything, coupled with how incredibly tight her tunnels got as she o.r.g.a.s.med. Harry couldn't hold back anymore.

With a grunt, he manages to pull back and slam in home, causing one final loud, long, wanton m.o.a.n to leave the maid's lips. In three quick thrusts, his end comes for him as well and his release arrives.

With his seed pumps into her w.o.m.b, it floods into her system, painting her wall white and filling it to the brim. All Rem could do is accept it as she is far gone to anything about. Once he is done releasing everything he has, he lets her collapse to the bed as if her strings have been cut.

Giving his handy work one final glance, Harry turns around to see the uptight pink hair fingering herself. It comes to him as a surprise when she yelps like a caught kitten as his gaze settles on her. A wicked grin spreads across his face and the maid realizes she has been caught red-handed with her hands right in the cookie jar.

Saying nothing, Harry gets up from the bed and does a few stretches, looking over at the maid who is trying to do her best to make herself presentable. Harry voices, "You know what, I will take you up on your offer of bathing me."

"I never..." she tried to argue as she could already sense what he wanted. But Harry cut her off with a raised hand.

"Didn't you say you will carry out all your duties to the best of your abilities?" he asked with a stern look.

"Yes," she slowly nodded.

"Then get to it," Harry said as he dug into his pancakes and took a swig from the jar itself as some of the milk spilled down his b.a.r.e c.h.e.s.t.

Looking to see his erect shaft, Harry could see that he could do with another makeout session. Still he did not know where he was getting this ungodly amount of energy, but he was thankful for it because there was no way he would want to miss any of this.

Once he cleaned his plate, Harry headed to the bath, he could already hear the running water from her and simply just entered the room like he owned it, which in this case he did.

"Is the bath ready?" he asked once he was through the door.

Nearly jumping off her feet, Harry found great enjoyment in making her jumpy, unlike her sister who didn't mind what she got herself into. Ram clearly wanted a way out and knew when she was in over her head.

However there was no way he was letting go of her once he had her in his grasp.

"Yes, Master," she answered as she stepped back giving him ample room.

Saying nothing, Harry walked over, n.a.k.e.d as a babe and settled himself in the bath. The bath was quite large indeed almost the size of a small swimming pool, on top of it were petals that Ram threw in giving the water a nice scented smell. Plus the area was deep enough to fit your whole body from head to toe, with a bench built in at either side.

Enjoying the warm water and letting it wash away all the dirt and fluids from his body, Harry opened one single eye and asked the maid. "Why are you not washing me?"

"I..." she tried to began, but Harry cut her off once again and asked in a disappointed voice.

"Don't tell me I have to tell you how to do your job?"

"I will get right to it, Master," she replied as she held her head low.

"Take off your clothes when you come in," Harry finished with as he closed his eyes once again, removing her from his thoughts and letting her squirm by herself.

If she walked into the bath, she already fell into his spider trap and there would be no way out of it.

Then just as he expected, she tiptoed into the small pool and come over to his with a small towel to wash him.

Harry felt like grinning, she made it sooo easy for him.

"Began with my back," he called out, doing his best to give nothing away.

Following his command through like a loyal maid, Ram began with washing back, after that she went to his shoulder and then arms. She carried her task in a brisk, robotic manner and made sure to avoid one single spot, his crotch area.

Once she was done, she tried to pull away, but Harry called out, "Where are you going?"

"I am done, Master," she answered in her best polite voice.

"You missed an area," he replied as he tried to stop the grin from splitting his face.

This time there was no argument from her as she seem to learn her lesson, there was no saying any no to him.

Getting to his the final spot, it wasn't long before his little brother was at full mast under her administration, but Harry said nothing nor did she since he remained silent.

"Can I leave now?" she asked once she was done.

"Sure," Harry said with a wave of his hands.

At that response, she seemed a bit surprised, but quickly schooled her features and briskly nodded her head, and walked out of the bath.

Just as she was getting to the door, Harry called out, "but I must say, you have deeply failed at her tasks as a maid. Leaving your master this unsatisfied and restless, ahh, how low you have fallen."

"I... I did not fail in my duties," she answered in a growl as if he hit a nerve.

"Then what do you say to this?" he asked as he pointed to his erect c.o.c.k under the water.

Mumbling under breath like a mad demon, the pink haired maid threw up her hands and shouted, "Screw it! I will show you a thing or two about p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e."

This time Harry broke his facade and had a wide grin on his face. Ahh, he must say, he really loved it when they fell into his trap. Ha, he is going to be having so much fun with her soon!

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