leonardwarren Chapter 412 Trust No One
Chapter 412 Trust No One
"Phew...That took a while...I wonder who's coming over to indulge in this over the top breakfast I've made."
I said as I sat down on the dining table chair and removed the apron I had on with cute animals on it after making all the dishes needed for having an extravagant breakfast.
I didn't make any complicated or complex dishes for the sake of it and made all the basic breakfast items, thinking that it would be much better to keep the dishes simple, while at the same time serving them in a 'exotic' manner.
"Kafi!~...Kafi!~...Save Mommy!~...Save Mommy from Camila!~"
Just when I was wondering where my primary 'ingredients' were and who exactly was coming to my house like the Gods said, I heard my mother crying out for me from what seemed to be the bathroom. I then heard the sound of the door opening and quick footsteps like my mother was running towards me at the moment.
"Ah, Kafi!~ You're here!~"
Just like I had predicted, my mother ran out of the corner and entered the kitchen. When she saw me casually sitting on the chair, her eyes lit up like she had finally found hope in a desperate situation, and she desperately ran behind me and ducked behind me like she was seeking asylum in my presence.
What surprised me the most wasn't the fact that she was hiding behind me, saying that Camila was out to get her. But it was the fact that she only had a towel wrapped around her wet body, leaving most of her voluptuous body out for me to see.
From her plump thighs to her juicy ass that was sticking from under the towel or her brown breasts that were spilling out, since such a flimsy towel couldn't handle their hefty weight, my mother was fully exposed at the moment.
Other than her dark brunette hair that was still neatly braided with two ribbon-like strands hanging from the front, her body was still covered in droplets, giving her skin a glossy glow, which made her already irresistible body even more sensual.
My mother knew better and deeply understood that she should never expose herself like this in front of me, unless she wanted me to drag her off and devour her body like what happened a couple of nights ago, which led to her bruised asshole.
So the fact that she still decided to risk her purity and hid behind me while resting her moist milkers on top of my head meant that the threat that scared her was quite formidable.
"What's wrong, mom? Why are you so scared?" I asked as my mother hugged onto my head from behind me and smothered me with her plump breasts. "What exactly did Camila do to you for you to be so frightened?"
"Camila...She...She did..." My mother hurried to catch her breath from running all the way from the bathroom in one sprint.
But before she could even properly utter a single set of words, another pair of footsteps were heard coming towards the kitchen, and a cool voice sounded from that very direction, which made my mother hug me even tighter.
"Oh, Abi~ So you're here~"
Camila entered the kitchen in a poised manner and smiled when she saw my mother, which made my mother shake her head like she wanted nothing to do with her. She then continued saying as she wrapped the towel even tighter, which was keeping her snow bunnies from falling out ,
"I thought that I could help you rebraid your hair like any caring older sister would do, after finishing our bath...But it seems like you can't even stay apart from your darling son for an even minute, seeing as to how you ran to him the first chance you got."
Camila was also only covering herself with a towel right now, which meant her flawless legs and her bountiful cleavage were exposed to me.
Camila also looked at my mother with a look of intrigue on her face, like she was interested in what she was going to say.
My mother blushed and continued explaining what happened in a coy manner,
"Everything was going normal at the beginning, and we were helping one another wash each other...But I don't know what got into Camila, as when she started applying some soap to my chest, a fervent look appeared in her eyes, and she started to rub my breasts more vigorously, unlike how gentle she was at the start."
Camila had a little smile on her face, not denying or accepting the accusations thrown her way.
"I thought that she was simply trying to get me as clean as possible at first...But as time went on, she became a lot more aggressive with the way she was handling my chest, and it almost felt like you were groping my chest, Kafi." My mother looked at me and compared the lecherous way I groped her chest to explain her naughty experience.
She then looked back at Camila in a wary manner and said, "I thought I could handle it at first since I've already experienced so much worse in your hands."
"...B-But it was when Camila started touching my n-nipples in a weird manner that I understood that there was something wrong, and I ran away without turning back, afraid that Camila would catch me and start grabbing me strangely again."
My mother held onto my head and pushed her breasts into my head until I could feel the entirety of the back of my head warm up, using me as her shield to protect herself from her older sister.
I thought Camila would make some excuses to cover up for her mischievous behaviour. But surprisingly she shrugged her shoulders and honestly admitted to what she had done, like she couldn't bother lying about such silly matters.
"Well, it really can't be helped, Abi." Camila said, like it was only natural that she suddenly acted like a pervert when she was faced with my mother's monstrous tits.
"When you have such large breasts that look like they weigh a couple of kilograms each and feel so good to squeeze in your hands like they're the perfect stress balls, it's only natural that even a woman like myself let's herself go to play with your basketballs hanging off your chest."
"...As for me teasing your little buds, I honestly just wanted to see how you would react when I did so, since the reactions you give are always so adorable and make me want to gobble your cute self up."
Camila seemed like she had found a little bunny that she couldn't help but want to play around with all the time because of how cute it was. My mother shivered when she saw the teasing look in Camila's eyes and looked at me with a pleading look on her face, asking me to help her out.
"I get it, Camila...I totally get what your saying."
I nodded my head to my mother's utter shock and agreed with what Camila was saying, which caught my mother off guard since she thought I would side with her. I then continued saying, as I shimmied my head into the abundant breasts behind me,
"Whether your a man or woman, dog or cat, it really is hard to hold yourself back when you got such wonderful breasts in front of you that are not only as soft as a cloud but as warm as a bag of hot milk."
Camila nodded her head to what I was saying, which ended up with both of us supporting one another's statements, casting my poor mother's opinion to the side.
My mother took a step back with a absurd look on her face, seeing as to how there was no one in this household she could completely trust. Even Camila, who she thought was on her side, seemed to have a hungry white wolf hidden inside of her that came out when she saw a little prey that she could play around with for her own amusement.
This only made her want Olivia, my other mother, to come home as quick as possible, since my mother knew that with Olivia by her side she wouldn't have to worry about the two predators of this household since her long-time best friend and my second mother were a silent and rather dangerous predator herself, who the men of this world didn't even dare to look at her straight in the eye with how terrifying she seemed...