God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

Chapter 21: Remarks From The Gods

This was what I intended to do from the beginning, as she wouldn't really be able to notice me feeling up her butt when I was supporting her entire weight on her buttocks. And she wouldn't be able to feel anything off, even if she felt my hand squeezing her buttcheeks, since it was natural for my hand to move around while I spun her around.

She would've understood that her weight wasn't something that was as easy to carry as I made it out to be, even though it actually was, and simply would've thought I was moving around my hand to adjust her position while I was spinning her around.

Even now, as I spread her buttcheeks apart through her clothes and partially let them go so that her mounds of meat could collide with one another, she wouldn't really notice anything wrong other than her buttocks feeling warmer than usual.

I also wasn't simply using my whole hands to grope her butt, but was also using my fingers to pinch her pulpy flesh and twist whatever I got in between my fingers, like I was trying to squeeze out the most in her skin. This made her jump up a bit in my arms and let out some weird noises, but ultimately she didn't notice anything and continued to hum her tune on my chest.

Although her mind was distracted with joyful thoughts about finally getting closer to her son, her body was reacting to my touch as I could feel her ass tighten and loosen its muscles whenever I groped it roughly.

Her juicy buttocks would contract themselves when I gripped them tightly, as if they were trying to protect themselves from my claws that were trying to pry them open. And when I loosened my grasp on her flesh, her butt also loosened up and expanded to become a bulbous amount of meat that you just couldn't help but want to take a bite of to see how it tasted.

My fingers also went a little deep into the area between her cheeks, but before they could reach any unexplored areas that might interest me, they were blocked by a layer of her clothes.

I wanted to rip off her clothes and give her deepest crevice a visit with my fingers, but I knew that there was no way my mother would not notice her bare bottom, so I controlled myself.

But I still took the opportunity into hand, and grabbed onto a whole lot of flesh while her cheeks were still spread by me, and cupped them into my hands until there was no space left.

But seriously though, with ass like this, I really am tempted to finish off her husband or my 'father' so that I can make this kind, playful, and gorgeous woman my own. If she were mine, then I'll just say that there wouldn't be a day that goes by that she wouldn't have a handmark on her cheeks.

I'd play with her buxom buttocks so much that they would instinctively quiver and jiggle like jelly whenever they felt the sensation of my finger on their skin.

So to the Gods up above, if you can hear my thoughts, please give me a request where my loach of a father accidentally runs off a cliff because his car's brakes malfunctioned. I'd be eternally grateful to you if you could grant me that wish.

Ding~

And just as I was sending a message to the Gods, the Gods sent a message back in return. But it wasn't the message I was hoping for.

[Request Completed: You have earned the God of Storms Synthia's appreciation and satisfaction]

[The God of Love Amora likes the way you groped her ass]

[The God of Health Fiona loves how you spread your mother buttcheeks wide]

[The God of Stars Noella thinks your mom has a bigger ass than her and is jealous]

Not only did I get a confirmation that I successfully completed the request, I also got a bunch of remarks from the Gods for my performance, which made me wonder if all the Gods were actually perverts with how vulgar their statements were.

You would normally expect Gods to act high and might and talk in an elegant and sophisticated manner, like the supreme beings they were. But here they were complimenting me about how I groped my mother's buttcheeks, and were even comparing butt sizes with a mere mortal.

Goddammit, if you want to have a bigger butt, why don't you just change its size? You're a God, aren't you? When you can make a whole world like this for a simple trial, why can't you just add a few more pounds of meat on your back like you desire?

Why do you have to get jealous of this poor woman in my hands?

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