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Chapter 177: Making A Special Cereal
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Chapter 177: Making A Special Cereal

Each word stretched an extra syllable, shock in her eyes as she locked onto his abs, then quickly down to the swinging cucumber in his underwear from the moment he stepped back and opened the door fully.

’Huh?’

Stunned by her gaze, Miles glanced down and realized he was wearing just his underwear.

’Oh...’

The thought echoed in his mind at the vague outline of his dick in his underwear, understanding the reason she was amazed.

"Unlike his sisters, Miles didn’t act shy or hide it away.

Reaching out his hand, he collected one of the bowls from her hand, and glanced at its contents. Seeing it was cereal, he smiled.

"Thanks mom."

Miles said, planning to close the door with the thought that it was too risky to harbor such ideas, and she could only admire his dragon at the moment.

"Huh? What are you trying to do ? Na, naaah, nah."

Stepping her foot forward, Hannah obstructed the swing motion of the door then sneakily craned her neck to glance at both sides of the corridor with quick caution before waving her index finger from side to side, creating a ’don’t do that’ gesture.

’Is she being for real?’

As a thrill seeking sex-freak himself, Miles was taken aback by Hannah’s audacity instantly realizing she was a notch crazier than him even if it was a hard thing to admit.

"Don’t look surprised. Let’s go in." Hannah whispered, unwilling to be sighted but already launched her hand to grab his warmed cock before she finished speaking.

"Argh."

She slipped in and Miles closed the door with a sudden groan, feeling the firm clench of her grip as if it was her most prized treasure.

"Yeah, that’s my baby boy." She squealed as if his bliss brought her great joy.

"Hurry, come and sit."

She scanned the room and found the study chair next to the computer desk.

Leading him with a firm hold of his dick, Hannah excitedly turned the chair 160° but paused as she noticed the image flickering on the lit screen.

"Dominic City’s cartels and gangs?" She read, raising her brow subtly. "What ? Are you doing some kind of research for school work?" asked.

’Crap!’

Behind her, holding a bowl of cereal with his dick in captive, Miles’ inwardly cursed, preparing a quick lie but Hannah’s next words quickly dismissed his guard and gave him an important clue.

"Whatever. Don’t involve the Brick House Crew in your research. I heard they pretty strict on information circulating about them."

’Brick house.’

Miles zoned out because those two words struck a chord within him as he recalled the tattoo on the bodies of those men he killed. It indeed matched the concept of a brick house.

’I see.’

His eyes secretly glinted with killing intent but before he could form any future scenario, Hannah roughly stroked him through his underwear.

"Okay sit."

She finally let go of his dick and smiled lovingly. Leaning seductively, her back arched down, she placed one hand on his thighs for support, holding the bowl of cereal in the other and shook her tits right before his face with ample view of her cleavage.

"Want some milk?" She teased and Miles’ eyes suddenly lit up. Noticing this, she let out a low laugh and whispered next to his ears.

"Too bad. It’s difficult for me to lactate and it only happens when I’m ovulating."

’If I could milk those titties.’

Miles stared at her hanging melons and softly exhaled to release his desire.

Hannah’s smile brightened and she went on her knees then sat on her heels before him. Placing the bowl of cereal to side, she placed her hands on his thighs and began to rub them.

"You bought me a new car... I checked, it is insanely expensive."

Looking up at him, she kept rubbing his thighs and slowly reached her hands towards his boxers in a seductive manner.

"Da——"

"And don’t tell me Greg kept it for me. It’s okay if you don’t tell me, but I trust that you aren’t doing anything illegal." She said assuringly, lowering her gaze to the nodding bulge with a proud slutty smile, slipping her hands into his boxers.

"My smart baby. Hmmmmm."

She whispered, getting on her knees and inching closer to his groin.

"How sweet of you. Already a sweet handsome young man."

As a woman Hannah naturally felt very good, being spent on and cared for made her feel like she owned the world.

"Argh."

Miles groaned as he felt her fingers wrap around the base of his cock and massage his balls.

"Buh let’s not dwell on that shall we? I came here for something much more important." She said each word slowly, stroking up his cock.

"Argh. What is it?"

Miles asked in a low voice, careful not to attract any passerby.

"I need your kind of milk."

At this point, she withdrew her hands through the space of his legs and began to push down his boxers while hinting at the bowl of cereal with milk. Reveal her intention to drink his cum with it. Free from its cage, a nine inch pumped rod stood upright, like a spear, its tip gleaming with a little bit of gathered precum.

Staring at it with refreshed amazement, Hannah instinctively clenched her thighs to hold back the surging currents inside her and exhaled. Ignoring the part of her that desired to mount.

She didn’t outright grab his cock, she instead grabbed her boobs and shook them a couple of times with a smile then began to untie the straps of her night robe.

She took it off, then raised up her shirt, dropping two mouth watering melons with a distinct clap sound.

"Like what you see?"

She teased and began to rub her titties before his gaze. Groping them in a slutty manner that left Miles almost unable to hold it any more. Fortunately she stopped and leaned closer, stretching out her tongue to lick her boobs then placed them on his cock, burying the shaft of the valiant warrior in the softness of her tits with just the tip to see.

"Hmmmm."

Hannah hummed softly and began to grind him with her boobs.

On the receiving end, Miles closed his eyes in immense pleasure, his breathing heavy as he gritted his teeth to hold himself from groaning.

Hannah didn’t hold back, using her two sets of massive melons, she buried his cock in between and tried to crush it by constantly rubbing them together.

Compared to having her hand do the job, the pleasure was extra fulfilling.

The chair groaned slightly under their weight but persisted.

Hannah juggled her tits around his cock while licking the tip.

"Argh."

Unable to bear it anymore, Miles placed his hand on her head and guided his cock inside her mouth, grabbing her hair, he suckled in a cold breath and she took him in. The slightly rough surface of her tongue and saliva enveloping him in bliss. Miles closed his eyes shut holding her head as she began to slowly bop her head in a rising descending manner while supporting it with a stroke at the base.

"Argh."

Miles groaned, feeling her tits jiggle and his thighs, he reached out with his other hand to grab one side and began to roughly massage it.

"Hmmmmmm."

Hannah hummed softly, lowering her voice to the best she could and downing his cock inside her throat for a slippery deep throat.

"Argghhh."

Groaning a pitch higher this time, Miles arched his waist upwards, burying his cock inside her and Hannah stilled. Choked by the big thing, her face quickly turned deep red from the lack of oxygen.

However, before she could completely give up, Miles let go of her head and she finally had a chance to withdraw. This time she coughed violently, trying hard to recover with a haggard breathing pace.

"Ahhhhh, be gentle— slurp."

Cutting her short, Miles placed his hand on her head and choked her with his cock straight down her throat.

"Hmmmmm’mmmm."

Hannah tried desperately to breathe, holding on both sides of his thighs but failed.

Slurp! Slurp! "Ahhhhhhhhhh."

She rapidly inhaled, face flushed and saliva precum dripping down her lips.

"That’s good enough."

Satisfied with that desire to choke her with his cock, Miles returned to being passive and helped Hannah sweep back the strands of hair by her side.

Cough!

Hannah coughed, recovering a little bit and smiled sluttily. Showing that she loved every moment of being choked by his cock despite the intensity.

Grabbing the base of the glistening cock in saliva and precum, Hannah began to stroke it swiftly, careful not to let out too many slurp sounds as she sucked, deepthroated and licked his balls for 3 extra minutes.

"Argh- I’m going to cum now."

Miles growled, doing everything he could to buy her time to pull out.

Slurp!

Hannah withdrew, stroking his cock with one hand and picked up the bowl of cereal towards his cock.

"Hmmmmmm."

Click!

The next instant, the door pushed open revealing a stunned figure that had been listening for a while now.

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