"Ahhh!♡~ Yes, Kafi!♡~ That feels so good!♡~...Aughh!♡~...T-The way you're sucking on my breasts is nothing like how my daughter used to suck on them and feels so different and tantalising, even though both of you are doing the same thing!♡~"
Camila whimpered out while watching me alternate my lips between her breasts that were each in my hand; comparing how I was groping and sucking on her chest as if I were trying to squeeze out any milk from them to her daughter, who was probably nibbling on them when she was a baby while her breast were packed full of her milk.
Lick!~ Slurp!~ Lick!~
I was taking my time to savour her breasts and licked each nipple one at a time, like I was at a tasting session, both of them being savoury and sweet at the same time. And something told me that the sweetness of her skin wasn't from the curry but from how her tender nipples actually tasted.
I was about to get a little more adventurous and take both of her breasts in my mouth while seeing how Camila would react. But all of a sudden, I was rudely interrupted by an alarming noise that came out of nowhere, which was ringing in my ear because of how loud it was.
Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong!
Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong!
"Dammit!...Who the fuck is ringing the doorbell so persistently so early in the morning!" I exclaimed in frustration as I looked at the main door, where the jarring sound was coming from. "I swear if it's some deliveryman or door-to-door salesman, I really might kick him in the face before asking what's his business when I open that door!"
I don't usually get angry at such insignificant matters, and I wasn't even that vexed that the person at the door interrupted me from sucking on her breasts, as the second she heard the doorbell, Camila immediately covered up her breasts with her hands in a fright and was looking in the same direction as me in an anxious manner, since she was doing something that she shouldn't be doing, and that to someone that was the least morally ideal because of our age gap.
But I was actually irritated right now since the person at the door was constantly ringing the doorbell without any break, and it felt like someone had left their child to play with it irresponsibly.
Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong!
Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong!
"Well, whatever it is, we can do it later, Camila, so you don't have to fret about it..." I said while patting her shoulders to console her, which made her blush even more, regretting the thoughts she had because of how excited she was.
"...And before we think about any of that, I think you should attend the door first since I really don't want to call your daughter some horrible words on our first meeting because of how impatient she is." I suggested opening the door as quickly as possible, since I couldn't handle the noise any longer.
Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong! Ding-Dong!
"W-Wait, you want me to open the door? You're not going to sneak out from the back?!" Camila asked as she rushed up to me, thinking that I was going to escape from the backyard like she mentioned earlier.
"Why should I?
It's not like we have anything to hide...I mean, if I'm brave enough to get into an affair with a married woman with a family of her own, I should also be courageous enough to face anything thrown my way without ever disregarding our relationship." I said some cheesy words confidently, which seemed to really hit Camila's heart strings with the infatuated way she was looking at me, like she was wondering what she did to get such a blessing of a man, even though the real reason as to why I didn't want to run away was because of all the plates in the dining table that would take too long to clean up and explain to her daughter as to how it came to be.
"I'll handle explaining to your daughter who I am and why I'm at your house so early in the morning, and you should go and welcome your daughter first, and I'll come introduce myself in a minute, since it would be quite weird if she saw both of us together after such a long time of both of you not meeting one another." I said while pushing Camila to the doorway so that she could handle her daughter for the moment while I made some plans of my own.
"Really, Kafka? Will it really be fine if we do what you say?...Are you sure that we won't get caught in the act?!" Camila looked at me and asked in a panic, looking like she was afraid to meet her own daughter after what she had just done with me.
"Trust me, Camila...I'll handle everything without a problem and make sure that the first meeting with my future step-daughter will go without a hitch." Camila's neck turned red when she heard what I called her daughter, and she absent-mindedly went to welcome her daughter while wondering how her daughter was going to react to our relationship when we revealed it to her in the future.
I then sat down and thought about how I was going to put my face in her daughter's breasts and grope them around on our first meeting, and how I was going to slurp off the remaining curry off Camila's breasts while her daughter watched, since I still hadn't completed the request of licking her chest clean because there was still curry in between her chest that I hadn't touched till now.
And I also didn't get to properly enjoy Camila's breasts like I wished to because of her daughter's disturbance, and I was going to enjoy her maturing breasts that were definitely not as well developed as her mom's in return as compensation, while both mother and daughter watched the entire thing happen and give the Gods above a good show to watch since they wanted extra pzazz in the requests I complete.
As to how I'm going to do it...Well I'll just say that I saw a specific picture on the wall that may or may not have given me an idea as to how I'm going to make it happen, and I hoped that it would all work out in the end.