Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties-Chapter 353: Jennifer’s Wet Panties

Kate's presence, however, added an interesting layer to the situation. Knowing she was there, watching us, made the moment feel even more charged, more intense.

It was as if we had an audience, someone who was witnessing the depth of our connection, the raw emotion that was passing between Jennifer and me.

Jennifer's presence was intoxicating. She slowly opened the door completely, making it look like an accident, revealing her body. "Oops..." she said, a hint of mischief in her voice. Her wet panties clung to her, outlining the shape of her pussy, the fabric almost transparent with her arousal. Her bra barely contained her full, round breasts, her erect nipples poking through the fabric, begging for attention.

She stood there, her body language exuding confidence and sensuality. Her hips swayed gently, drawing my attention to her long, toned legs. The way she looked at me, with that mix of innocence and knowing, made my heart race. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and her lips were slightly parted, inviting me to lose myself in her.

As I handed her the towel, our fingers brushed against each other, sending a jolt of electricity through me. Jennifer's touch was soft and warm, and I could feel the heat radiating from her body. She took the towel with a slow, deliberate motion, her eyes never leaving mine.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice a sultry murmur that seemed to wrap around me. She stepped closer, her body almost touching mine, and I could feel the warmth of her breath on my skin. The scent of her perfume, a heady mix of jasmine and vanilla, filled my senses, making me dizzy with desire.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Kate peeking in with wide eyes. I could hear her thoughts as if she had spoken them aloud: [This bitch doesn't she have any shame? How can she seduce him like this... OMG!!, her panties are wet... and her tits are barely contained in her bra...]

I decided to make Kate more horny and let her see my game. I also activated the ability Scent Of Lust to intensify her lust. I could see that Jennifer was also being affected by it.

Jennifer looked at me, biting her lips. I clearly heard her thought: [Why does my pussy itch more and more as I look at Jack... fuck. I want him so bad. I can feel my panties getting wetter just by looking at him. I want to feel his hands on me, his mouth on me, his cock inside me. I want him to fuck me hard and make me cum over and over again.]

She stepped forward and grabbed my crotch, pressing it hard, and said, "What you got here..." Her voice was a low, teasing whisper, but I could sense a hint of hesitation, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.

[Oh my god!!! How can I be so bold... Does Jack think I am some kind of slut who fucks around... but I can't hold back. The way he looks at me, the way he touches me, it drives me crazy. I want him so badly, I can feel the heat pooling between my legs, the wetness, the desire. I want to feel him inside me, to feel his cock filling me up, to feel his hands on my body, exploring, claiming. But what if he thinks I'm easy, that I'm just some girl who will spread her legs for anyone...]

I noticed Jennifer's thoughts and the internal struggle playing out in her mind. I saw the hesitation in her eyes, the way her confidence wavered for just a moment. She gently pulled her hand away from my crotch.

"I... don't know... what happened to me... I am sorry, Jack... I..." she stammered, her voice filled with a mix of embarrassment and regret. "I don't want you to think that I'm... you know... that I'm easy. I'm not that kind of woman, Jack. I have standards, I have boundaries. But when I'm around you, when I see you, I can't help it. I can't help the way I feel, the way my body responds to you."

I looked at her, my eyes soft and understanding. "Jennifer," I said, my voice gentle and calm. "It's okay. You don't have to apologize. I understand. And I don't think you're easy, or a slut, or anything like that. I think you're a woman who knows what she wants, who isn't afraid to go after it. And that's a good thing, Jennifer. It's a part of who you are."

She looked at me, her eyes wide with surprise and relief. "You do?" she asked, her voice filled with a hint of hope. "You really don't think I'm... you know..."

I shook my head, my expression firm. "I don't think that, Jennifer," I said. "I think you're amazing, just the way you are. And I respect you and your boundaries. And I want you to know that you can be yourself around me, that you can express what you're feeling, what you're wanting. It's a part of the journey, a part of the adventure."

She took a deep breath, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "Thank you, Jack," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "I just... I don't want you to think that I'm... you know... that I'm just some girl who will spread her legs for anyone."

But as I stood there, lost in the moment with Jennifer, I heard Kate's thoughts, a sharp contrast to the warmth and desire that was flowing between Jennifer and me. [This bitch... I didn't think she was this scheming. She isn't just seducing Jack... she even wants to win his heart...]

But the next thought of Kate made me even more excited to tease her. [But Why do I feel it's getting so hot... and I am sweating too much... and... why is my pussy throbbing... and my nipples are so hard... Am I becoming a pervert watching Jack and Jennifer fuck around... Like a Peeping Tom...]

I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of Kate's internal struggle, her conflicting emotions. It added a layer of complexity to the moment, a sense of intrigue and anticipation. I knew that I had to tread carefully, to navigate the dynamics with a sense of awareness and respect.

I knew that it must be the effect of the Scent of Lust, making both Kate and Jennifer lustful. The thought sent a shiver of excitement through me, knowing that the scent was amplifying their desires, their passions.