Ravel felt his warm cheek. Altair's hand was rough, but he touched her with incredible gentleness. She almost melted at his touch. 'He's a pervert!' she told herself to regain her composure. She felt a finger touch her lips, and perhaps because she had had his penis in her mouth before, it was easy for her to open her mouth and begin to suck.
"You look angry, Lady Phenex," Altair said, surprising her.
Her mother had that same look she had every time her father went out with one of his mistresses. That look of jealousy and resentment. Why did her mother look at her like that?
'I know it's not pleasant to see your daughter in such intimate circumstances, mother, but please bear with it,' Ravel thought that her mother did not enjoy seeing her daughter stoop to such horrible activities. But it had been her mother's plan for her to become pregnant with Altair's child.
"I'm furious!" her mother said. Soleira immediately covered her mouth, as if afraid to say anything else.
"Why?" Altair asked. Ravel saw a devilish smile on his handsome, attractive face.
"Because you treat her well!" her mother spat, her tongue unable to control itself as if under a spell.
"Ravel is a good girl," Altair said. Ravel blushed at his words. She didn't know where he got that conclusion from; she had tried to be the most unpleasant person in the world. "Do you want me to mistreat her?"
"Yes," her mother shouted. Ravel watched her struggle for a few seconds, as if she wanted to shut up and go to a corner. "Why don't you slap her like you did me? Huh? Why do you caress her, when you fucked me you made a spectacle of my body, slapping, biting, you even strangled me," she seemed to give up as she yelled at Altair, her index finger extended as she spoke.
Altair's hand went to her neck. Ravel was startled. She almost let out a scream. He held her firmly, but not tightly. She had to admit it felt good. Altair lifted her by the neck, gently. Then, when she was standing, he took her by the waist and lifted her until they were face to face. And he kissed her.
Ravel felt her face about to explode with embarrassment. Not even when she sucked his penis did she think this ashamed.
"Why are you treating her so gently?" Even though her mother was being so aggressive towards her, Ravel felt sad when she heard her speak. She seemed hurt, as if she really couldn't explain.
"She'll be my wife. You're just another slut I fuck," Altair said. Ravel pulled away from the kiss abruptly.
"She's my mother, not a slut," Ravel growled. The kiss felt good, his hands felt good. But she didn't like her mother being insulted at all.
"See? She's an impertinent brat! Punish her!" her mother shouted.
"Why do you want to see me suffer?" Ravel asked as Altair put her down on the floor.
Her mother opened her mouth, but found an enormous capacity for restraint.
"Answer her," Altair's hand gripped Ravel's hips. The blonde glared at him, and he slapped her butt.
"Because your birth ruined everything!" Those words shocked Ravel. She couldn't help but take a step back; luckily, Altair's hand held her firmly by the butt, otherwise she might have fallen. "Ruval, Reiner, Riser, and Ignatius. THEY ALL LEFT ME," she shouted.
"Mom is jealous of me?" Ravel was surprised.
"Even now... can't you even stop stealing men? I can't fuck anyone because you'll come and take my place?" Her mother seemed surprised.
Ravel began to get irritated. Her mother's words were nonsense. She didn't ask to be born, and what her brothers and father did was not her fault. 'No, it's not,' she dismissed the slight feeling in her chest.
"Jealousy won't get us anywhere, Lady Slut," Asia stood up.
The nun had her palms pressed together over her chest. An angelic sight, marred by her destroyed appearance. Her face a mess and her pussy dripping semen.
"Shut up, you little slut!" her mother yelled at Asia.
"Mother!" Ravel was shocked.
"It's okay," Asia said with a smile. "I'd rather you take your anger out on a stranger than your own daughter," Asia approached her mother. "But I also think you don't deserve to be blessed by Altair tonight," Asia said, then looked at Altair, who had the final say.
Ravel looked at Altair's serious face. He seemed angry, and she didn't know if it was because of her mother yelling at her or at Asia. 'Both, maybe?' she thought as she blushed.
"Lady Phenex," Altair called her formally. "Sit down," he said, pointing to a wooden chair. "You will not participate today. You cannot remove your arms from the armrests," he said.
Ravel thought her mother would protest, but it seemed that Altair had complete control over her mother's body and actions. She obeyed.
"What the fuck?" her mother read something written on the chair. But she didn't stop; she sat down right there. Leather straps wrapped around her hands.
"Please, Lord Altair, continue blessing your future wife," said Asia. "Lady Slut. Before receiving, you must learn to share. Loving is sharing," he said to Ravel's mother, as if it were a monologue at mass.
Ravel let herself be led by Altair. The man's hands got lost in her nightgown. She felt her heart flutter a little with excitement. It was as if she were about to enter a whole new world.
Altair's hand wandered toward her crotch.
"Husband~," did that embarrassing sound come from her own throat?
"Husband?" Altair seemed to mock her words.
Ravel couldn't say anything else. Altair's mouth plunged onto hers while his hand continued to caress her hot pussy. She got used to the kiss as much as she could. Then she slid her hand down Altair's chest to his crotch. She held that solid member that she couldn't give a proper blowjob to.
"I want... to suck you," she said when she broke away from his kiss.
"Whore," she heard her mother say, her voice thick with jealousy.
Altair lay down on the bed. Then he put her on top of him, not face to face. In front of Ravel's face was the crotch of her future husband. So big and virile that the pure smell made her dizzy.
"Ahhh~," she moaned as she felt her panties being pulled aside and he began to eat her pussy. Altair's tongue ran up and down her. "By Satan!" she moaned as she arched her back, her juices bathing Altair's face.
Slap!
"Please, Miss, give and take," she heard the nun say, who was standing next to the bed, watching intently. Despite her innocent appearance, Ravel saw something in her eyes: desire.
Ravel lunged to lick the penis beneath her. She didn't take it into her throat; she didn't want to make a fool of herself again. Although the image of her mother simply taking it all the way made her jealous.
Gluck!
She couldn't take it.
Gluck! Gluck! Gluck! Gluck! Gluck! Gluck!
But that didn't mean she was going to stop trying. Every movement of her head was aimed at taking it deeper and deeper. With that constant effort, she was able to make significant progress. Her hands didn't remain idle. Although she had to hold on with one, she brought the other to his balls, caressing them with her nails.
She watched the saliva fall from her lips to his balls and used it to wet them. She felt them throbbing, harder and harder.
"Aaj!" she suddenly groaned as Altair shot his semen into her throat without warning. She almost got angry about that. 'But I didn't warn you when I came on your face either,' which stopped her from complaining.
She looked down at the cock.
Loving is sharing.
'Maybe this will bother her.'
"Asia, Altair's penis is dirty now. Will you help me clean it?" she asked the naked nun. Asia was surprised, but smiled before climbing onto the bed. Without a word, the girl went to lick Altair's balls.
"Thank you for sharing, Miss Ravel," the girl said with her face buried in Altair's balls.
"You're welcome. It's thanks to you that I learned the importance of sharing," she said mischievously as she looked at her mother.
Both continued cleaning the cock while Altair devoured Ravel's pussy. When the member was glistening with saliva, Asia withdrew, her face stained. She walked towards the woman in the chair.
"What do you want, little prude?" her mother asked.
"Even though you've been selfish... God teaches us to share even with the worst people," Asia said as she extended her hand. In it was semen mixed with saliva.
Ravel didn't think her mother was going to take it. Altair pushed her off and was now prepared to enter her lubricated pussy. Ravel smiled at him over her shoulder, thinking that maybe Altair wasn't so evil.
She felt Altair behind her, tearing off what was left of her clothes, her ass exposed to him, presenting her pussy and anus on a silver platter.