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

"Kissing your own finger that's been inside of such a place...Isn't that something that's really dirty and vulgar to do, Kafka?" Nina asked again, since, as horny as she might be, she didn't want to force Kafka to do something that might disgust him.

"Like I said earlier, Nina, there's not a part of your body that I actually despise, no matter how crude it may be." Kafka said with a convincing look on his face as if Nina's body was the pinnacle of purity and knew no imperfection. His lips then curled up as he continued saying, "If you still don't believe me, watch me prove it right in front of you."

To prove his words were true and also show that he was much more of a pervert than Nina could ever dream of being, he slowly pulled his fingers out of Nina's hole.

Pull~

Nina's tight anus was holding onto his fingers with quite the grip after hearing about what he was going to do, and her lower ring bit onto his fingers even more when it felt him pulling out, like it didn't want him to leave it alone.

Suck~ Pull~

But no matter how much it sucked onto his fingers with its delicate flesh, there was no way it could overpower Kafka, who was trying his best to carefully pull out his fingers.

In the end, along with his fingers that were slowly coming into the light, her anus also grabbed onto them really tight and was pulled along until her rims were stretched out as much as possible.

Pull~ Strech~

The suction of her asshole was so much that along with how her rims were being stretched outwards, the inner walls that were bright pink in colour were also starting to reveal themselves from the insides.

Strech~ Pull~ Strech~

Nina could feel her anus getting pulled out into the open as Kafka pulled his fingers out.

But she couldn't do anything to stop it, as her body seemed to have a mind of its own and refused to let go of Kafka to her deep embarrassment that dyed her face a shade of red.

It also made her nipples turn extra perky from all the intense stimulation her ass was going through, which was a rather amusing sight that Kafka noticed.

Pop~

Finally, after an arduous battle between finger and anus, Kafka finally pulled his hand out of her round butt, and just as he did, a popping sound was heard, almost as if someone popped open a bottle of champagne.

With nothing else to hold onto, Nina's darkest hole also sunk back into her butt and waited quietly to receive the kiss it was promised in the eternal darkness underneath.

After pulling his hand out of Nina's firm ass, Kafka revealed his two fingers that had a thorough time fingering her tight hole right in front of Nina, letting her witness his fingers that were covered by a glimmering fluid, which almost seemed translucent when light hit its shining surface. Experience new stories with M V L

From the very tip of his fingernail all the way to the bottom of his finger, his fingers were smeered in a viscous fluid that created tiny threads when he put his fingers together and pulled them apart. Having his entire finger drenched meant that so much of his fingers were inside of her body a moment ago, which she couldn't believe because of how preposterous it sounded.

Nina then witnessed Kafka bringing his fingers closer to his lips with a carefree expression on his face, like this was nothing in his everyday life, and under her watchful gaze, he held his fingers like he was holding a cigarette and gave them a kiss.

Kiss~

After seeing how her fluids still stuck onto his lips after he pulled his hand away and how he licked the aftermath off his lips like it was nectar, Nina resolutely concluded that Kafka was a man of his word and did what he said no matter how outrageous it may seem.

She also knew that Kafka wasn't lying when he said that there wasn't a part of her that could make him look away. This and the way he always looked at her like he was looking past her appearance and was staring straight into her heart gave her the belief that Kafka would still be by her side, even if her entire face were to be ruined in its entirety.

Even if she was caught in a fire and had horrible burns all over her body, she was confident that Kafka would be right next to her, nursing her back to health with a smile on his face, unlike the rest of the men in this world who would run away at the sight of such a monster.

This realisation lit a spark in her heart that made her want to devote herself to such a person who cared for her more than she could ever care for herself in her lifetime.

Even though she couldn't leave her relationship for him because of the deep complications behind it that were holding her back from removing the silver ring on her finger, she would do anything else for him even if she had to dig her heart and give it to him, as at the day of it was him that made her feel like she was truly alive and not her heart, which had slowly been growing cold as the years passed by.

But right now, she wasn't in the mood to sacrifice her own life as she was on cloud nine with Kafka around, and by chance she wasn't going to let anyone get in the way, even if it were the reaper himself who was calling her to the underworld.

Rather, she was more interested in Kafka's fingers, not because she wanted to know how her own secretions tasted but because she knew that they had just touched Kafka's lips.

Why?...Well, that's because that mark of his lips on his fingers was the only way she was going to have a chance of tasting his lips without actually kissing him, and she was by no means going to let that opportunity go.

"How was that, Nina? Didn't I say that you're a pure existence with no flaws whatsoever? You should trust what I say more or else...W-Wait?! What are you doing?!"

Kafka was casually speaking when all of a sudden Nina caught him off guard by using both her hands to grab his wet hand, which he was going to wipe with a handkerchief, and pulled his hand towards her.

He thought that she was curious about what was inside of her body and was going to take a closer look at the fluids that were starting to drip down his finger.

But who would've thought that instead of observing his fingers after bringing them closer to her face, Nina would actually bring her pink lips right to the top of his fingers, which she was firmly holding onto so that he didn't escape and actually gave his fingers a kiss.

Chu~

Right on the spot where Kafka had left a mark earlier, Nina puckered her lips and gave a quick peck. Kafka's fingers were already feeling warm from being covered in a hot fluid that came from her bum, and they only turned even more warmer when Nina's soft lips left their own mark on his fingers.

And just when he thought that Nina's moment of heat was over, Nina decided to take her desperate horniness, like a cat at the peak of oestrus, to the next level, and under Kafka's petrified gaze, she took the tip of his finger into her mouth in one go and started sucking on it like it was a piece of candy covered in the sweetest nectar...