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

"I also didn't randomly suck on your skin and made sure to suck on it at a certain level of intensity."

"The higher intensity of suction gives a darker tone of purple, like you see here on this side of your back." I pointed at the outline of the flower, which was the darkest part of her back, and then pointed at the insides of the petals, which were lighter shades, and said, "And the lower intensity giving a lower tone of purple, that slightly looks like it's a mix of violet and blue."

"I see...I didn't know such a barbaric way of marking someone's body could be used to create such a beautiful picture on my back that will definitely make everyone's eyes focus on my back if I were to ever walk around in a backless dress." Camila said as she twisted her body around to get a better look, and she actually looked like she was shamelessly admiring how beautiful she looked at the moment.

"How long do you think this painting is on my back? I assume that it's not going to last forever."

"Yeah, it should wear off and disappear in a few days or at most a week. Why do you ask that?...Do you not like how it looks on your back?" I asked with a bitter smile on my face, knowing that I would actually feel a little sad if Camila said she wasn't fond of it, as it was technically my first gift to her.

"No, rather the opposite."

Camila said as she stroked her back and looked at her back like she was looking at a treasure she wanted to safeguard and protect with her life on the line.

"I want this little pseudo-tattoo to stay on my back for the rest of my life, as even though it's quite shameless of me to admit, I think I look so much more beautiful than I looked before without it on my back, and just can't stop myself from admiring myself because of how pleasing I look to the eye, like my body was a canvas that was meant to be painted by the Gods."

"I also don't want something so precious that you've given me to be washed off in a week or two and want it on my for the rest of my life, to remind myself and whoever sees my back who I belong to." Camila said as she looked at me with a solemn look in her eyes that was full of so much love that it even made me embarrassed at how she was looking at me affectionately, and look away.

"...Y-You don't have to worry about it, since if you want, I can do what I did to your back anytime and give you a chance to admire yourself again..."

I was supposed to say that in a confident and domineering manner, but the sincere look in Camila's eyes made me unable to face her brazen feelings and made me act like a shy little boy trying to put moves on an older lady.

"I see...Then I'll call you to my home when the picture on my back wears off, so that you can do what you did to my back once again." She said as she pushed herself into my embrace even more, to the point that her breasts were lying flat on my chest, and she was looking at me with a sultry gaze, like she was provoking me out of love, which I honestly couldn't handle and made me take a step back.

Camila giggled at my shy demeanour that she didn't see that often, without even caring that her breasts were right in front of me and jiggling around every time she chuckled and looked more interested in seeing my flustered image, which made her want to pull on my cheeks and spoil me in return for being such a cute little boy.

"Oh right, I forgot to ask, but how did you know that Purple Camillias were my favourite type of flowers?" Camila asked with a curious look on her face, wondering what else I knew about her.

"With a first name like 'Camila', it's not that hard to figure out what your favourite flower may be." I said, which made her give a wry smile, realising how obvious it was.

"I also saw all the Camilla flowers you had planted in your garden outside and figured out that you really liked that flower and thought it would be a good idea to put that image you love so much on your back, which fortunately worked out."

"You even saw that small detail and found out what I like just by seeing that?!" Camila asked in shock and looked at me as if she were staring at an enigma.

She then looked at me with a suspicious gaze in her eyes and asked,

"Just who are you and why are you so different from the men in this world, who couldn't even be bothered to remember what their wives favourite food or colour is?"

She then came forward while her tits flapped around in the open, and she poked my chest with her finger, like she was checking if I was real and actually existed in reality and wasn't just a figment of her imagination, and asked,

"Are you actually a member of this world, or are you an alien that came from a different planet?"

Camila didn't just look smart and sophisticated; but she was actually really intelligent and was quick on the uptake, as she had just revealed my biggest secret with absolutely no effort at all.

"Or maybe you're the Child of God or an angel from the heavens who was sent into this world to comfort the poor women that lived here." She said as she rubbed my cheeks and joked around, not knowing that what she was saying was absolutely right.

"Well, even if I were an angel sent to this world, then know that I was sent with the purpose of snatching you from this cruel and dark place and taking you all the way to heaven with me." I said as I pulled her into my arms and gave her a big hug, as I looked down on Camila's beautiful face that was looking up at me as well, with love-filled eyes that were brimming with happiness and comfort.

"Oh, so you know where heaven is?" Camila said and pushed herself towards me, asking for a kiss on her forehead.

Chu!~

"Of course I do..." I said after giving her a kiss and let my hands slide up to her butt, and to her surprise, I carried her up in my embrace until her legs were wrapped around me. "...Heaven is in the bedroom, and that's exactly where I'm taking you right now."

I did just as I said and carried her towards the room that looked to be the room she shared with her husband.

"Noo!~ You can't do that!~ I'm a married woman!~~" Camila shouted coquettishly, knowing that I wouldn't do anything, and I was just joking around with her.

"Married woman or not...A lecherous woman like you who goes around flaunting her bare chest to young men like me needs to be fucked day and night until you gasp in my hands to show that some people aren't meant to be provoked." I said like a tyrant while suckling on her neck to give her even more hickeys for her to remember.

Suck~ Suck~

"Fuck me?...Y-You want to fuck me?" Camila whimpered as she felt her neck get sucked on. "B-But I'm already bound by an oath that's already written down on paper~ S-So you can't do such a disgraceful thing to a woman like me who already has a daughter your age!~"

"Well, I'll just tear through that paper like how I'm going to tear through your pussy tonight, if that's the only thing that's stopping me from having a taste of you~" I said as I proceeded to go towards the bedroom.

"Noo~ You can't do such a thing when my husband is not around~" Camila went along with the act and shouted like a pityful little wife that was being forced on by the neighbour next door, who looked so innocent but was actually a beast in disguise. "You especially can't do anything since the neighbours are coming over here in a little bit for a neighbourhood meeting~"

I thought Camila was joking at first when she said that the neighbours were coming.

But I quickly realised that she wasn't when I saw how drastically her face changed to that of shock and fear, as if she had just remembered that someone was coming over after saying it out loud, which made me stare at her in dismay wondering if she was actually as smart as she was or was also just as clumsy as my mother in certain aspects.