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

"I see...So you won't even mind if I do something like this?" I asked to see to what extent Camila was willing to let go of her daughter, and I shoved my hands into Bella's pants until I could feel the warmth of her soft butt on my hands, which made Bella grip my shoulders when she suddenly felt her ass get groped.

"Of course, Kafka...Since you're going out of your way to help us out when you're already so busy, I guess it's fine that you can be the first man to touch my daughter's cute little butt~" Camila said with a smile on her face as she gave her daughter's ass a little slap, like she was telling me to have a good feel.

And because Bella looked like she wanted to protest as to why she was the one sacrificing herself for a favour when both of them needed help, Camila took one of my hands out of her daughter's pants and instead pushed them into her pants to her daughter's shock, so that her Bella didn't feel like she was the only one losing since her own mother was involved as well.

"You can also have a feel of my ass as well, Kafka, if my daughter's buttocks that are still in the process of developing to become as big as her mother's aren't enough to satisfy you..." Camila made sure to slide my hand underneath her underwear, where I could feel her bouncy meat in one hand, while I groped and pulled on her daughter's soft flesh with the other hand at the same time.

"B-But mom, as much as you only treat Kafka as a child and don't really care if he touches you in a certain way that is rather i-intimate, are you really fine with the son of your next door neighbour seeing you in a vulnerable state and feeling you up in such embarrassing places?"

Bella asked with a flushed look on her face as she watched me squeeze her mother's butt right in front of her while Camila whimpered with a devious smile on her face like she was enjoying it, which made her wonder how her mother had become so frivolous since the last time she saw her when she would never do such immodest and awfully audacious activities before.

"Of course, I won't act the same way as I do with Kafka to anyone else that's as old as him, Bella, as such uncouth and sultry behaviour as if I'm a loose woman is beneath the dignified lady I am..." Camila said as she proudly gestured towards herself, while Bella rolled her eyes, thinking where her dignity was when she was lying half naked in the hands of a boy who was twenty years younger than her.

"...But Kafka here is someone special to me that I've developed a special bond with over the time you weren't here, who's helped me appreciate myself more than I've ever in my whole life and made me feel genuine happiness, which I haven't felt in a long time."

"And because of all the satisfaction and genuine joy he's given me over the short span since I met him, only he can receive the current treatment he's getting right now and get spoiled by me so graciously since he deserves it and so much more...So don't make your mother out to be a woman who goes around hugging random strangers, since Kafka here is the only one who deserves to get embraced in my bussom by me and not anyone else, including my own husband..." Camila said as she gave me a big hug and pushed my head into her gigantic milkers until only my eyes weren't submerged in her blubber, which I could use to see the shock in Bella's eyes when she heard her mother's words that were so obviously revealing our relationship to her daughter and the disdain she had for her own husband.

"And of course I won't forget you, Bella, as you, being my adorable little daughter and my flesh and blood, who I've held in my belly for nine months, can also get free hugs from me anytime you want!~" Camila exclaimed in an excited manner and pulled her daughter in for a hug as well; with me being pressed into her left breast while Bella took the right and her hard nipples poking both our cheeks, while having a certain satisfaction in her beautiful blue eyes that were twinkling at the moment, like she was hugging the two people she loved most in the world.

And this loving gaze of her mother's, the fact that Camila didn't even mention her own husband when she talked about the people she cared about the most, her blatant despise towards her husband, and the understanding she had about her parents horrible relationship with one another were more than enough to make her understand that I wasn't just a simple neighbour that Camila liked to spend time with like she did at first.

And was someone who had a much higher place in her mother's heart, who Camila even put above her husband, whom she spent most of her life with, and also along the same line as herself, her own daughter.

This made Bella glare at me while we were both looking at each other face to face while being smothered in Camila's breasts, to which I quickly looked away from her vengeful gaze as if she blamed me for stealing her mother away, as I really didn't know what to say to her since I never intended for Bella to learn about my relationship with her mother so soon and I could only let Camila finish the problem she started.

Seeing as to how I wasn't answering her and even ignoring her, Bella turned her head while rubbing her face against the warm flesh of her mother's bossom to look up at Camila's ravishing visage, who was the main culprit that revealed all the information that gave her daughter enough clues to get suspicious of our relationship.

The only reason I could think of for Camila revealing such things to her daughter was because she wasn't afraid of her husband finding out anymore since her daughter was on her side now.

And also because she didn't want to keep a secret for too long since she didn't really like keeping her daughter, who stepped up to save her in a moment of crisis in the dark and wanted to be open about everything, which seemed like something Camila would do with how bold and fearless she was even when it came to revealing to her daughter that she had a lover who was still living in his mother's house.

I also sensed another hidden agenda for Camila to tell her daughter about such things, which had something to do with offering her daughter up to me so easily when she wasn't willing before, that I couldn't figure out just yet.

"Can I ask you a question, mom?"

Bella asked as she looked up at her mother with a determined look on her face, and I immediately knew that she was going to ask the million-dollar question, which I honestly didn't know how it was going to make her react when she got the answer and hoped that she wouldn't freak out too much and throw a fit.