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

Chapter 254: Could You Please Spit On Your Daughter...

"Hmm!?~ Gulp!?~ Gulp!?~ Swallow!?~"

Bella was also fine with Kafka giving both of them kisses at the same time, as she thought that it was quite sweet of him to consider both of their interests when men in this world couldn't care about their one single partner.

And thought that he could actually have the capability of handing both her and her mother in a relationship, which immediately made her shake her head as she couldn't allow her mind to be poisoned by her mother's vulgar ideas of sharing him together.

But once she felt an abundant amount of sweet and salty saliva being pushed down her mouth and into her mouth by Kafka's tongue, which she was defenceless against because of how long and strong it was compared to the little helpless tongue she had that surrendered whenever her mouth was breached, she panicked as she wasn't used to such intimate kisses where she was basically gulping down her partner's fluids when she had just had her first kiss a few minutes ago.

"Quaff!?~ Ohhh!?~ Quaff!?~ Swig!?~ Mmm!?~"

And the worst part of it was that she knew that it wasn't Kafka's drool that she was taking into her body but someone else's, since she was also familiar with Kafka's taste now and knew that such a sweet essence wasn't his.

Bella then turned to look at the culprit who had given her a surprise gift in the form of her fluids which was her mother, who was smiling at her with a seductive look in her eyes and was mouthing to her daughter the words, 'How does your mother taste, Bella?.

"Swig!?~ Ohhh!?~ Swig!?~ Sip!?~ Mmm!?~"

Bella couldn't believe that her mother was acting so unlawfully and as lewdly as a courtesan who had tasted the scent of a thousand men when she was such a graceful lady before who caught the attention of everyone no matter where she went because of her refined and sophisticated nature.

But at the same time, it kind of made sense, as she had been told that love makes a person go crazy.

And after the loveless marriage her mother had been in for a long time, where there wasn't even a single time where she saw her mother and father hug one another, it was inevitable that she would completely let go of herself when she truly found someone who appreciated and cherished her like Kafka did.

"Slosh!?~ Ahhh!?~ Slosh!?~ Sip!?~ Mmm!?~"

Bella had to accept that she was a pervert with some really bizarre ideas that she had lately found. But she wasn't perverted enough, or at least not at the time, to easily taste her mother's mouth to the point where her own lips gave off her mother's aroma, so she tried to back away from the kiss.

"Slurp!?~ Ohhh!?~ Slurp!?~ Guzzle!?~ Yum!?~"

But she couldn't do so no matter how she tried since Kakfa had an iron grip on her chin and was making sure she was taking all the fluids down her throat, like it was his duty given by his mistress Camila, who was watching from the side with a flushed expression on her face, as she too didn't expect the current scene to be so lewd.

She only wanted her daughter to have a little taste of herself but didn't expect Kakfa to take a step further and do so much more, which made her wonder if she was going to taste her daughter's saliva next since Kafka always made sure that nobody was left out.

"Slosh!?~ Ahhh!?~ Slosh!?~ Sip!?~ Mmm!?~"

But fortunately or unfortunately for her, which she couldn't exactly decide since she did want to have a taste of her daughter but also didn't want her mouth to be full of her saliva since that was simply too much for even her, Kafka stopped kissing Bella.

He left her panting with her lips glistening in drool, which leaked down from the sides, and her eyes exhausted and trembling like she had just run a marathon, and he didn't seem like he was going in for another kiss with either of them since he seemed to have realised that he had forgotten why he was doing all of this in the first place.

"Damn, I got so caught up in both of your whims that I totally forgot that your chests still have toxin on them..."

Kafka sighed as he supported Bella since she was quite weak after that last kiss and looked like she was going to topple over her indigesting so much of her mother's fluids, which made both mother and daughter realise as well that such a problem was going on that they had forgotten as well, since their minds were clouded by sheer pleasure and ecstacy.

"Well, it doesn't really matter anyway since it's a slow-acting toxin that won't do you much harm, so I can even continue now without having to worry about anything..."

Kafka said as he looked like he had enough kissing for now and bent down towards Bella's naked breasts like he was going to take a bite of the tip.

Bella looked down with expectant eyes as well, ready to feel the sensation of a tongue on her teat for the first time in her life.

But just when he was going to swallow her perky nipple whole into his mouth, he stopped, looked like he thought of something, and then looked up at both of them with a contemplative gaze. He then looked at Camila and asked, with a straight look on his face,

"Camila...Could you do me a favour?"

"Of course, Kafka~ Anything for you who helped me mend my relationship with my daughter~" Camila said in a loving manner, as she was currently on a high at the moment, and hugged Kafka into her bossom to show just how ready she was to do anything he said.

"Anything?... Even if I'm asking you to let your drool drip onto your daughter's chest?" Kafka asked with his eyes raised, which made Camila freeze in place while Bella's eyes went wide like she had just heard wrongly and made her almost cough out the drool she just swallowed.

"K-Kafka...Did you just ask me to d-drool onto my daughter's breasts?" Camila asked, knowing she didn't hear anything wrong since she was used to him saying such absurd things.

"Well, you can drool on her or directly spit on her chest, as long as there's some fluid on her chest...But yes, I did ask you to do that." Kafka casually confirmed, which made both of them gulp in fright at what he was trying to do.

"...And the reason why I'm asking is because my mouth is starting to run dry from kissing you both for so long, and I'm in need of some extra 'help' to detoxify the toxin, since I'm not confident the minute amount of saliva in my mouth will be able to degrade the toxin on your chests, and it would be helpful if I got some extra 'detoxifying agent' from the side."

"W-What if you're lying?...What if you're just saying that to make us do something dirty for your satisfaction, Kafk-...No, I mean, D-Daddy?"

Bella stood her ground and asked, as unlike her mother, who believed everything her lover said, she still doubted his every move, knowing that he was as sly as a snake and always needed to be on guard against.

She also called him 'Daddy' to keep her end of the promise, which sounded quite unnatural with how hesitant she was to say it and made it seem like she was asking Kafka if he was her father, which wasn't the effect Kafka was going for when he had requested such a thing.

"Sure, you can take it as you will. But do you really want to risk it thinking that I'm playing around and have some remnant toxin on your chest?" Kafka said with a confident smile on his face, even though he knew what Bella was saying was true and was simply asking for such dirty requests for the fun of it.

And just like he thought, Bella had no way of refuting it, as she didn't want to risk anything that involved her's and her mother's lives and could only be frustrated at how Kafka somehow always had a hold on her and made her feel like she was the ignorant junior here, when he was actually the youngest in the house.