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Chapter 39: Birthday 2
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Muffled Moans: Milked By My Stepbrother Chapter 40: Birthday 3
NARRATIONWith a collected composure, Estelle made her way to the table where the guys were drinking. She was determined to achieve her goal, and nothing was going to stand in her way.When Estelle reached the table, she was shocked by what she saw. Mavis was engaged in a physical altercation with Jason, and it looked like the later was getting the worst of it. His face was bruised and bloodied, and Estelle could see that he was in pain."What's going on?" she asked, taking Mavis'hand. "Mavis, what happened?"Mavis turned to her, his eyes filled with rage. "He insulted Isabel," he said in a low but dangerous voice. "I won't stand for it."Jason, his face bruised and bleeding, looked up at Estelle. "He's lying," he said, his voice weak and pained. "I would never say anything to hurt Isabel."Estelle looked back and forth between the two men, trying to make sense of the situation. Something didn't feel right. Mavis seemed too quick to anger, and Jason too quick to defend himself. She nee
Muffled Moans: Milked By My Stepbrother Chapter 41: Birthday 4
NARRATION Mavis drove through the Beachside. He was looking for a place to park his car, but he couldn't help but admire the beauty of the scene before him.He spotted a small parking lot and pulled in. He shut off the engine and turned to Isabel. "Are you okay?" he asked. Isabel forced a smile, trying to hide the turmoil she was feeling. "I'm fine," she said. "Let's just step out and take a walk around."Isabel's words were tinged with sadness and disappointment. "I thought today was going to be a special day," she said. "I thought it would be a day of celebration, but instead, it's been one disaster after another."Mavis reached for her hand. "I know it's been a tough moment," he said. "But it's not over yet. Maybe we can turn it around."Isabel gave him a weak smile. "I don't know how," she said. "I feel like I've lost my spirit.""See the area over there?" Mavis pointed out to the Beach. "I do," She replied."What do you see there?""Umm, wow, what a beautiful Yacht, it should
Muffled Moans: Milked By My Stepbrother Chapter 42: The Beach
NARRATION Mavis wrapped his strong arms around Isabel and carried her up the stairs of the yacht, like a prince carrying his princess. Isabel felt weightless in his embrace as if she were floating on air. They reached the top of the stairs and Mavis gently set her down, never breaking their gaze. Mavis' eyes never left Isabel's as he descended the stairs, his fingers holding the zipper of his jeans in place. He reached the bottom of the stairs and dashed to the other side of the room, reaching for a small box that was hidden under a chair. He picked it up and hurried back up the stairs, his heart pounding in his chest. Isabel's eyes followed his every move, her curiosity growing with each passing moment. She couldn't help but wonder what was in the box As Mavis opened the box, Isabel's eyes widened in surprise. Inside were items she would have never expected: a chain, a lock, a rope, and a blindfold. Her heart began to race, her mind spinning with questions. What did all of thes
Muffled Moans: Milked By My Stepbrother Chapter 43: Blindfolded
ISABELThe bed in the room was a sight to behold. It was the center of attention, standing tall and regal with its intricately carved headboard and footboard. The fabric canopy draped down, adding a touch of elegance to the already luxurious bed.I gasped in surprise as Mavis lifted me effortlessly off the ground, his arms wrapped firmly around my waist. He carried me toward the bed like a prize. I felt a sudden desire as he laid me gently on the soft mattress, his eyes filled with an intensity that took my breath away."You are so beautiful," he said in his husky voice. "I've waited so long for this moment."He made toward the box he brought in earlier and began to pick out the items in it. Mavis moved away from the bed, his eyes never leaving my face. He reached for the box that he had brought earlier, and I watched with anticipation as he began to remove items one after another. First came the rope, which he coiled in his hands, running his fingers along the silky length. Then he
Muffled Moans: Milked By My Stepbrother Chapter 44: Cut Short
MAVISAs I slipped a finger into her pussy, the shrill ring of Isabel's phone shattered the moment, reminding me that the real world still existed beyond the intimate sanctuary we had created. I shot a glance toward Matilda's daughter, ensuring she remained unaware of the intrusion, and reached for the phone. A glance at the caller ID sent a jolt of alarm through me.“Who is it?" She asked, her voice laced with fear seeing that I couldn't speak up immediately. "It’s umm..." I hesitated. "A video call from Mom," I replied, trying to keep the edge from my voice.The magic of the moment dissipated and was replaced by a creeping sense of dread. I could almost feel Isabel's heart racing in tandem with mine as we both struggled to process the disruption to our carefully crafted scene.The call stopped but as soon as it did, it came again. The brief silence was shattered as Isabel’s phone rang, her mother’s name flashing across the screen. Isabel let out a small whimper, her entire body ri
Muffled Moans: Milked By My Stepbrother Chapter 45: Away From The Inn
ISABEL"Dad and Mom will be returning by tomorrow, very early in the morning," I said, joining Mavis in the bed. Mavis’ body tensed slightly at the reminder of our parents’ imminent return. He paused for a moment, gently stroking my hair as he processed the news. "Early morning, huh?" He murmured, his voice tinged with a hint of worry. "We’ll need to be more careful then."I nestled my head against Mavis’ chest, "We’ll figure something out. I’m not ready to say goodbye just yet."As the hours ticked away, we clung to each other in the dark room. Mavis’ fingers traced soft patterns on my skin, his heart pounding with the bittersweet knowledge that the morning light would bring a change.In the quiet stillness, my mind danced with the memory of our secret rendezvous at the Beach, the words "un poco loco" swirled out of my mouth. Mavis laughed at my attempts to use my limited Spanish vocabulary."Why did you say that?" He asked. "Do you remember how crazy it was when we snuck away from
Muffled Moans: Milked By My Stepbrother Chapter 46: The Return
ISABELNathan sped toward the airport instead while I leaned on the car seat to meditate on the News from the radio. The radio hummed softly in the background, providing a subdued soundtrack for my racing thoughts. As Nathan weaved through the traffic, my mind reeled with the implications of our parents' arrival. My stepfather’s return to Los Angeles seemed to be heralding a shift in the tides, a turning of the wheel that would send ripples throughout my stay in the Mulan's mansion. Soon, we got on the airport road. We would be arriving at the airport in a few minutes. The airport road loomed ahead, the iconic signs of Los Angeles International Airport (LAX) rising from the horizon like beacons in the distance. Nathan smoothly navigated the twists and turns, skillfully avoiding the chaotic tangle of traffic. My gaze drifted to the passing scenery, the familiar sights of the city rushing by in a blur.Stepping out of the car, I glanced around the bustling airport. The air buzzed wit
Muffled Moans: Milked By My Stepbrother Chapter 47: Drastic Change
ISABELAmelia burst through the front door, her eagerness to greet Mr. Mulan visible on her face. As Nathan attempted to assist with the luggage, Amelia stepped forward, gently plucking the briefcase from his grasp with a dazzling smile. "Allow me," She said with a gracious nod of thanks, her gaze fixed on me as she waited for the couple to step out of the car.In a graceful motion that spoke volumes of her learned respect, Amelia sank to one knee, her posture straight and proud as she spoke. "Welcome home, Mr. and Mrs. Mulan. It’s a pleasure to have you back at the estate," She said giving them a warm smile.The gesture was a rare display of deference. As Mr. Mulan acknowledged Amelia’s gesture with a curt nod. She rose to her feet at once and dashed into the foyer.As we stepped through the doorway, I felt the weight of my mother's hands resting gently on my shoulders. She suddenly asked, "Were you able to repair your broken shop?"I paused, considering my words carefully, before cr
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