NTR: Mommy Will Help You! Chapter 292 292: I Miss Your Touch so Badly, Oliver...

His declarations caused Brenda's heart to race, yet she had no intention of retreating, especially with desires she was eager to explore.

Taking a deep, steadying breath to quash her jitters, she offered a cunning smile and began dragging her soft thigh against Oliver's crotch. She could feel his swelling rigidity intensifying with every passing moment.

"I have a much stronger interest in something right here..." she murmured in a low, seductive tone, pouring as much invitation into her voice as she could muster.

Oliver observed her with an amused glint in his eyes before letting out a soft laugh. "Hmm... Is that so? Very well then, proceed."

Granted his approval, Brenda dropped to her knees immediately, glancing up at Oliver while flashing her most innocent expression.

Even then, she could perceive the burgeoning hardness in Oliver's pants as her trembling fingers began to work the belt buckle.

By the time the belt gave way, his bulging form was pressed directly against her face, prompting her to wrap her hands around the fabric covering his shaft.

The sheer firmness she felt beneath her touch made her pulse skyrocket.

The other women watched the scene in complete silence, utterly captivated by the spectacle.

With palms shivering from pure adrenaline, Brenda popped open his zipper and freed his member.

Her gaze shimmered at the sight of how rock-hard he was right before her.

The sheer scale of his thick manhood held before her face only ignited her excitement further.

"Damn it... You've grown even larger since last time... I just want to devour you..." Brenda whispered in hushed disbelief, gripping him and pumping in rhythmic motions while she licked her lips.

Linda, unable to contain herself, let out a soft giggle as she sashayed toward them. She knelt beside Brenda, staring at Oliver's throbbing rod with unbridled desire.

After drawing a sharp breath, she looked at Brenda. "Let's give him a proper sucking, then."

Without waiting for a response, Linda leaned forward, her plump lips encircling the thick tip of Oliver's member.

She began to slide her mouth up and down, rolling her tongue over his sensitive peak to savor every drop.

Brenda didn't remain a spectator; she leaned in, pressing her soft, moist tongue against his warm, smooth skin.

Soon enough, they settled into a fluid rhythm, alternating between pleasuring the length of his shaft and the sensitive head that leaked drops of precum.

The sight drove Maya to such a state of arousal that she discarded her clothes without a hint of modesty, sauntering toward them with swaying hips to display her soft curves to everyone.

"Hey Oliver... want to play with these?" she teased, kneading her breasts and fixing a lustful gaze upon him.

Oliver didn't offer a verbal answer; instead, he reached out and grabbed her soft tits. Maya let out a moan, meeting his gaze while continuing to tease her sensitive nipples.

"Mhmm... You're so wicked, Oliver... How could you ignore me for this long after we just became a pair...?" She pouted before leaning in for a lingering, soft kiss.

Oliver kissed her in return while continuing to massage her breasts and gently tugging at her nipples.

He held her gaze, whispering with a husky, lustful edge, "They say distance only makes the heart grow fonder, doesn't it?"

"Y-you're right... I've missed your touch so much, Oliver..." Maya gasped, her voice trembling as she felt the heat pooling between her legs, leading her to pull him into a deeper, more fervent kiss.

Their tongues twined in a wet dance, lost to the intensity of the moment as they ignored everything else, wrapped up entirely in their passionate make-out session.

Meanwhile, Emma succumbed to the overwhelming temptation, shedding her dress and lingerie to expose her naked form completely.

Moments later, she had maneuvered herself next to Oliver, kneading his shoulders to demand his attention. "Oliver... would you please tend to me as well?"

Oliver let a free hand wander to her rounded posterior, pulling her firmly against him with a squeeze.

The sensation of his hands on her bare flesh sent shivers of excitement through Emma, and she glanced down at his cock, which Brenda and Linda continued to service.

It hit her then just how long it had been since she had felt a connection that intimate.

Her pussy ached for him with every passing second, but she forced herself to wait patiently for her turn while the others were preoccupied.

Throughout it all, Rebecca remained transfixed by the unfolding exhibition.

The scene of her classmate receiving oral pleasure from a mother-daughter duo while simultaneously fondling Maya's body, only to have Emma join the fray, was far too erotic for her to tear her eyes away.

She could feel her own desire bubbling up, her body answering to the lewd atmosphere, and she couldn't deny her yearning to be part of the action, to feel his touch herself.

However, she hesitated, unsure of how to bridge the gap. Oliver was already managing so many, and she felt uncertain about how to intervene.

At that moment, she noticed Sarah staring at her boyfriend, Ron, with wide, innocent eyes, whispering a request into his ear.

"Honey... could we go over there and join in the fun?"

Hearing her request, Ron's face brightened, and he nodded at Sarah.

With an exhilarated tone, he replied, "I'm game, babe! But just so you're clear, I'm only interested in watching while you do as you please."