God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem-Chapter 151: Cherry Slip

Click~

Before she could even finish her sentence and ask if she heard properly, she heard the sound of some latch being twisted open.

But the thing was that Camila had heard that sound way too many times in her life, since she was the one who would always put that latch on every day so that she didn't have her breasts hanging around everywhere, and she immediately found out that her bra had just been unlatched by me.

Slide~

She didn't know how I took off her bra without her even feeling the touch of my fingers on her back or how I moved so fast that she could barely catch my movement. But she did know that her strap was falling off her back at the moment, and all she could do to prevent her breasts from spilling out from her bra and into the open was to catch and hold her bra from the front.

Swish~

But just as she was about to push her blue bra into her breasts to cover them up with whatever fabric she had left on her, she suddenly felt her bra slip out of her hand and fly out from her chest at full speed, which she couldn't catch no matter how quickly she reacted.

And once her bra was pulled out from the top of her chest, she was left completely naked from the top and had zero clothes covering her chest.

Slap!~ Slap!~

The intense sound of meat colliding into a stiff object was heard when Camila quickly slapped her hands onto her breasts so that her full fruits wouldn't fall out into the open and used them to cover up her breasts as much as she could.

But her hands, being as small as they were, could barely compare to the size of her milk bags, which were massive in volume, which ended up making her reveal most of her milky white skin on the outside of her ample breasts. And she could only cover the most 'important places', which were probably 'poking' the bottom of her palms right now.

When she turned back to see just who the culprit was that stripped her naked in a matter of a few seconds, she saw me holding up her bra to my face and observing the flower patterns on the cups, which were larger than full-grown apples.

"Kafka! Why did you take my bra off!?" Camila screamed in fury and turned back towards me to try and take her bra from my hands.

"Like I said before, it's because I need a canvas with no obstructions on it, whether it be your blouse that's covering your body or your bra that holds your tits, which is suprisingly quite warm to touch like it's fresh out of the oven." I said as I tossed her bra around like it was a steaming bun and at the same time avoided her claw-like hand that was trying to snatch it from me.

"Careful now...You don't want to act too hastily and accidentally reveal 'everything' to me by doing that." I said with a grin on my face while I watched Camila stretch her hand behind her to grab her bra, while her other hand held up her breasts.

Two hands already weren't enough to fully cover and hold her massive jugs, so it was quite obvious that one hand was going to do even more of an ineffective job, to the point where I could see more and more of her bountiful breasts get revealed to my eyes every time she moved around.

I especially saw an unexpected sight for sore eyes when she tried to swipe the bra that was above my head and ended up revealing the top of her pink nipple; which was perky as a thorn and as small as a cherry, which slipped right out of her hand, which was holding her breast on the right.

Shiver~

Camila only realised what happened when she felt a chilly sensation on her chest when her nipple popped out of her hands and quickly pulled back her hand that was trying to grab her bra back from me to cover herself up with a flushed look on her face, which was brimming with shame and humiliation for showing off her nipple to a boy who was younger than her daughter.

Camila was fuming at the moment that I was playing around with her bra after snatching it off her, and also felt deeply embarrassed that she showed me a treat that I wasn't meant to see any time soon since it was too early in our relationship.

But no matter how angry she was and wanted to take back her bra to cover herself up, she didn't dare to turn around and try again, afraid that she might show her other nipple along with her round areola as well, which was somewhat bigger than normal and looked like it would be the best place to put your lips on and suck all you want.

"Sigh...If you wanted me to take off my bra, then you could have just asked me to do so...Why did you decide to act so rashly and take it off on your own?" Camila looked back and asked in a grumpy manner, irritated that she couldn't do anything to me and had to come to a peaceful compromise through words if she wanted her bra back.

"Oh, don't even try to act like you would've taken off your bra if I asked you to do it, since we know that's not happening no matter how I would've begged you to do so." I said which made her look away, unable to deny what I was saying since she knew it was true. "That's why I decided to take it into my own hands and swipe it off without your knowledge."

"But that still doesn't mean you can take it off without even telling me about it." She tried to reason with me while eyeing her bra in my hand.

But I, being the unreasonable person I was, gave her a reply that she did not have in mind.

"Well, get used to it since you'll be seeing a bunch of your clothes getting stripped off your body when you're with me, since a body like your's deserves to be appreciated by someone like me and not just kept under covers for it to lay without any of the attention it deserves."

I shamelessly said while eyeing up her buxom body that had curves in all the right places, like I was indirectly telling her that I wouldn't even let her wear a single piece of clothing if I stayed in her house, which made her cheeks blush and look away.

And even though Camila was angry that I was being so unreasonable and taking advantage of her, she also had a glint of joy in her eyes that someone found her body that she had thought had gone past its prime as she grew older, to be attractive and something one would go out of their way to look at specifically.

Droop~ Peek~

And I don't know if her hand simply slipped or if she unconsciously loosened her hand after hearing just how much I wanted to see her in the nude. But I could see the sides of her sloppy breasts leak out of her hand, and I saw her side boobs from the back that looked pudgy to touch, showing just how big her breasts were that I could still see them even though I was right behind her.