He just care about her body

He removed the bowl from her hands, only to first wipe her hands on the head of his cock to remove any remaining cum, feeling that her hands were still covered in his cum from lubricating her peaches earlier. Then he wiped them on her cheeks and placed her on his slippery balls so she could cup them in her delicate hands. He tucked them together into his already too tight trunks, along with his penis, so that her tender hands were caged with his balls of hair.

– Olivia, hello. Is anyone here? - he knocked on her head

– Blph... Grrlp... Khheg... - was the only sound Olivia made

– The sound of emptiness. What did I even expect from you? Phi!

WHAT A FUCKING BASTARD. It's understandable that you can lose yourself in Olivia's fabulous body, but there should be some bit of empathy left, and this piece of garbage was still mocking her to her face. He didn't care at all what happened to her. He just cared about her body.

– It's still warm, why waste it?

He grabbed the center of her orange bra and began to pull it down very slowly, recording it. Finally her breasts popped out, hitting each other with a fleshy squelch. Her dark juicy nipples and large halos were wonderful. He grabbed the right nipple and started kneading it like a cat. Pure plump pillow this tit. he grabbed it from underneath and started throwing it up in his hands and watched it wave hypnotically, he did the same with his left one. After groping her tits, avoiding the upper parts because of his cum, which he himself was disgusted by. Otto finally placed his disgusting dry lips on her aureole, played with her nipple in his mouth with his with a worm's tongue and sucked very hard like a baby.

– It's a pity you don't have any milk, you stupid cow

His sucking created a vacuum in his mouth, causing Olivia's nipples to press and impale against his rotten yellow teeth. He decided to bite this fruit once, thoroughly and hard

– Eeek - the muffled squeak she let out

Otto was even afraid for a moment that she woke up, but no, she still had no signal. He let her go with loud.

*POP*

Leaving a visible and probably painful bite mark. The fat guy hadn't eaten anything for a really long time and he started growling with hunger, he knew it was time to end the fun, but he still had the strength to play for a while. He did the same barbarity to her left nipple. He leaned back, still sitting on and cupping Olivia's thighs, doing this to get a perfect view of her. Still frozen in time with a squint and widened lips, her entire chin, neck and breasts from above bathed in mustard-mayonnaise semen congealing on her skin like candle wax. In addition, her nipples have become swollen, which only increased their abnormal size with teeth marks. He took a bowl and began scooping the remains of Otto's disgusting ice cream onto his finger and smearing the yellow mucus on Olivia's nipples like a balm. Of course he took a photo of each nipple separately then of the whole breasts. He started pulling on the center of the bra again, but instead of gently applying it to the nipples, he pulled it like a slingshot. He was pulling so hard that the fabric was starting to resist, so he had to help himself by grabbing Olivia's neck.

– Ghhhl... Gulp... Eeegh...

Her gurgling became more aggressive, which meant Otto had to slightly **** her. When the elastic bands of her bra were really pulled out, he let go.

*Smack*

The material of the bra hit Olivia's violated and swollen nipples with all its ****. Her entire breasts trembled from the blow, and a shiver ran through her body like a current that turned on her disabled mind. Her eyes returned to normal from the squint, and she dragged her protruding slimy tongue into her mouth, making a sour face because Otta's yellow sauce was still on her tongue.

– What happened, where am I? - Olivia was confused, but before she could figure it out herself, Otto made sure he was in charge of her consciousness.

He grabbed her cheeks and started squishing them hard, forcing her to make pucker lips.

– Well done, little Olivia, you ate the whole bowl and won the game, tell me, how did your ice cream taste?

The painful, stinging bite on her nipples, the bitter taste on her tongue, the bad breath from Otto's mouth exhaling into her face, and the aroma of Otto's slime on her breasts, which had already begun to evaporate into a thick fog of a terrible smell just under her chin, took its toll. Her body immediately ordered her to do something about it, it was even a primitive survival instinct.

– Dave, get off me, I have to go to the sink quickly – She said that with tight squished lips. The poor girl wanted to rinse her mouth.

– Repeat it because I don't understand - mock her and tight up her lips even more

Her subconscious wouldn't even allow her to hurt her new stepson, so she didn't throw him off, and she could have easily done so. Despite everything she believes in her goldfish brain, she was squirming a little, she slightly tossed her boobs in the air. To her surprise, she had limited movement in her upper limbs. She didn't know what she was touching, but it was like a rough wire sponge, logic told her to start feeling it to recognize what it was.. What she was actually doing was massaging his gross balls. She wanted to peek at her paws, but Otto grabbed her by the hair as before and lifted her face.

– Olivia, wait, you have to answer me. Did you like the ice cream?

Overwhelmed by the whole situation, she quickly replied with difficulty through pursed lips, and the fact how chubby they were didn't help.

– Yes, Dave, the best I've ever eaten in my entire life

– You sure, because you don't look like you mean that

– I love them. The best ice cream I ever taste and its all because of you - she smiled to show her gratitude as she still try to figured out with what she was playing with in her hands

– I'm glad, even if I don;t know why you are in such a hurry

He slowly began to climb off of her, freeing her poor but still thicc and delicious thighs from his fat ass, still holding her hair so she wouldn't notice him tugging at the waistband of his swimsuits, so her hands could free themselves from hairy slop balls but remained tainted.

– Please, you are allowed you to go

– Thank you, Dave

She got up

– Oh, there is thing Olivie. I'm hun...

She ran to the kitchen, grabbed the bra area for her huge nipples to feel how sore they were, and Otto just watched as her ass played a wonderful symphony.

*Clap*Clap*

But still shocked.

–"You dear run from me when I'am talking to you? You dirty ungrateful slut, don't forget whose presence you are in."

Otto follow her to the kitchen with next plans and meals for her.