Conquering the Solomon Family

Holly pants, exhausted by her multiple orgasms, while your hand reaches out to Mally’s pussy. Mally is damp and ready for your touch. Your fingers quickly make the inexperienced woman's knees weak. She buckles and leans on your shoulder as she squeezes your hand between her thin thighs.

At this point, your objective is complete. The only thing left is to test out deflowering to make sure it’s safe to use on your daughters. With determination, you shove your hands deep into the identical twins, piercing the last of their innocence. The hymen stretches before falling away easily.

You knew this would be easy. Your hymen breaking was simple as well. You’d heard some horror stories, but while researching for your daughters, you found out your experience was normal. Most pain comes from mistakes due to inexperience. You hear their moans and erotic screams, so it must have worked, you think with disinterest.

You look at the identical twins’ stupid mother. She has a bestial look as she falls to her knees in a shuddering orgasm. Hmm, you aren’t excited for your girls to have other partners, but hopefully they will find someone to love too. Well, it’s better if they love only you, but their happiness is what matters.

Mally and Holly collapse on the bed while twitching with pleasure overload. You walk over to Briley, her panting face just inches from your drenched crotch. You grab her light brown hair and smash her freckled face into your crotch. The woman flails, but her skinny arms stand no chance against a normal person's strength.

You grind your pussy onto the woman's ugly face. "Orgasming because someone is fucking your daughters. What a dirty mom. I'm sure you'd watch their husband's fuck. Choosing a guy to your taste?"

"Mmmhpha," Briley tries to respond, but she is covered in your girl cum and crotch, and it comes out as nothing.

You continue to release your frustration on her, "You actually wanted to fuck me, right? That's why you got so turned on. Imagining that you were your daughters. But you aren't; no one wants you. From now on, you'll just have to live through your daughters."

You pull Briley's face from between her legs as she gasps for air. Her eyes look hurt, but also still full of lust. You spit in her face, "Disgusting. Don't worry, I'll take care of your girls. They fuck all kinds of girls, and you can finger yourself, you pathetic woman."

Briley looks up at you with a face of betrayal and tears streaming down her face. "You said you respected," she chokes out, "I thou hic, thought you understood."

Why is she so upset? I did say that, but she is clearly pathetic; she should have some self-awareness. You pull out your phone and call Olivia. After a short explanation, while Briley writhes on the floor, your sister says, "Sigh, you were indeed quite insensitive."

"Uhg," You mutter while thinking you don't care. You should have just stayed home instead of dealing with this annoying woman.

"I know what you're thinking. I also don't care. But to create a university for the girls, there's a need to be more manipulative."

"Is that so? I don't think we have to worry about people like them."

"HAhahaha, it's not about worrying, it's about our daughters."

"When you put it that way... I'll talk to you later."

"Alright, bye, love you!" "Love you too."

You throw your phone onto the bed and unceremoniously sit on Bryley's stomach. "Uff," Briley grunts, the shock bringing her out of her stupor.

You feel the bones of the woman below you and say, "You really need to eat more. Even rabbits eat more than you," You grope Briley's crotch through her skirt, "You're crying, but you are clearly horny."

"Ah, oh~"

"You know there is nothing wrong with what you did. It's how you're acting now that's the problem," You crook your fingers and shove her skirt and panties deep into her vagina. "Are you listening? I helped you."

"But, Ohn~"

"No buts. Do you know how dumb your plan was? Go away and choose your daughters' husband? That's the same as being abandoned. Will your husband really keep his word?"

"He, prOmissed."

You roll your eyes, "I'm sure he promised a lot of stuff. All you're doing is going into voluntary exile, where Holly and Mally will be sent to marry some ugly old man for benefits." You bounce your butt on her stomach to emphasize your following words, "Where," "uff," "is," "uhg," "your," "oof," "drive?"

Briley curls up, and you grab her and throw her on the bed next to her girls. "Look at how happy they are. Do you think it's better for them to be some plaything and thrown away like you?" You shake your head and answer for her, "No, of course not. Just like you did in your youth, they need to build themselves up. Hopefully, they'll build their own backing and jump over you. Just like I did with my mother, and hopefully my daughters will do the same."

"Ah, I. I don't know," Briley mumbles while covering her eyes.

"Think about it. Do you want to live abandoned or grab on to your own life? When you decide, perhaps I will have respect for you once again," you say as you leave.