OP Milf System: Every Moan, I Grow Stronger!
Chapter 172: Indoor Night Session 4
*Guckkk!...*
Her eyes opened wide, rolling back as she received no verbal cue, it’s too sudden that she almost lost her focus.
They were being reprimanded for growing entirely too demanding; he had no intention of repeating his commands over and over.
They were becoming increasingly spoiled as time passed, but he was the absolute authority here, and he was the one who set the rules!
Then again, it was largely his own doing for thoroughly dominating them non-stop until they transformed into this state.
Who could ever return to a mundane existence after experiencing something so divine?
Even an ordinary individual dealing with standard vices wouldn’t be able to cope, let alone these women who had completely transformed into devoted worshippers of his monstrous cock that refused to buckle even if all of them do the deed for many days...not stopping and not limping.
It’s like a bastion that stood like immovable fortress for countless eons and still standing strong without wavering.
Well...it won’t waver even if a tide of hungry sucking MILF wanted too!
Spurt... spurt... spurt!!!
Utilizing her incredible throat-opening technique, Lilith swallowed every drop in a single, continuous gulp, completely filling her stomach with the hot, viscous, milky white cum... savoring it’s smell and taste.
Lilith was overjoyed as she felt like winning a lottery ticket with the prize amount of billions!
Seeing that the timing was ideal, Quinn called out to Zero... signaling both his fingers for her to crawl to him.
"Zero... come over here." His voice was laced with smooth assurance, drawing the docile target right into his inescapable snare.
He had no desire to delay any longer, wanting to thoroughly wrap up the current objective before embarking on his mission tomorrow; perhaps the interface would grant him an entirely new quest by then.
"Okay..." she murmured, her eyes brimming with intense anticipation.
Watching Lilith withdraw, she was already eager to claim her own dedicated time...it’s finally her time to shine!
’Hehe... this is precisely why I adore mature women.’ Quinn nodded approvingly in his mind as he watched Zero advance toward him like a hungry predator.
Experienced women definitely possessed a bold streak once they were exposed to true intensity.
With a virgin, there were always far too many questions and unnecessary hurdles required just to persuade them. But a mature cock sucking MILF?
They had been craving this level of satisfaction for years, so acting bashful was completely absent from their vocabulary...
Being shameful won’t feed you...and everyone believes that.
So why act shameful? Just show everything and express you wild shameless side for everyone to see.
"Crawl onto the mattress just like you did before," Quinn commanded, lightly patting Lilith’s head like a caring man...to her docile MILF.
Receiving the praise, Lilith turned, inadvertently showcasing her crimson undergarments that’s barely covering her pussy..
The fabric was so incredibly minimal that it barely covered her rear and her core, serving as the absolute barest layer of concealment for her private areas.
Fortunately, the bed was exceptionally large, allowing each of the voluptuous beauties to have ample space of their own.
Lyra occupied the left side near his shoulders, Alice rested on the right, and Lilith positioned herself lower down on the left near his hips.
Meanwhile, Zero settled directly between his thighs, maintaining her crouching posture as she observed the bulging, rigid, ten-inch pillar displaying its absolute dominance.
Its so big that her face was almost covered...the shadow casted by his cock was enough to cover her entire face..making her looked at the monstrosity that only existed in the fantasy.
Gulp...
Zero swallowed hard, completely unable to control her instincts as she inhaled Quinn’s potent, masculine scent, which was now blended with the residual milky white cream coating his heavy cock...every possible corner is covered by his own cum.
"Do you like what you see, Zero?" He didn’t waste a single moment, noting how her gaze burned with intensity.
Perhaps it was her deep seated longing for intimacy, or simply the shock of witnessing such imposing dimensions for the very first time...
"Hmmmnn..." Zero nodded, offering a muffled hum of agreement with anticipation hidden beneath.
"Is this truly your first time witnessing this big cock Zero?" he asked, reaching out to gently tidy her hair, brushing the strands behind her ears.
Her locks had become slightly disheveled from her eager movements and her advance across the sheets.
"Yes... it’s so big and smells so g-good. So thick and incredibly long..." All semblance of modesty vanished as she answered him, her breathing ragged and heavy.
Quinn could actually feel the warmth of her breath brushing against his skin... which only made him eager to start the whole thing.
"Do you wish to taste and worship it just like the others did?" Zero was genuinely striking...her features easily rivaling the rest of his gorgeous companions. Her dark pupils, typically devoid of warmth, were currently locked onto his length with unrestrained, primal desire. What rendered her look truly breathtaking was her cropped, raven-black hair, which perfectly complemented her sharp, stoic assassin aesthetic.
"Yes... I want to taste it..." A tiny remnant of self-consciousness lingered, causing her gaze to dart nervously from side to side to avoid Quinn’s highly amused expression.
"Hehe... you know, I already caught you pleasuring yourself back in the woodlands~" Quinn teased, eager to gauge her reaction as he smoothed her hair back. His revelation hit the mark perfectly; her eyes widened in absolute shock as a deep, brilliant crimson completely flooded her cheeks.
"D-did you...?"
"Of course. You looked like a woman utterly desperate to receive a divine pounding," Quinn countered, striking her right at her core. Her cold, professional assassin persona shattered completely under his direct provocation.
"I-I am not desperate... I am simply..." Zero stammered, entirely unable to finish her sentence. She possessed absolutely no valid excuse to escape her current predicament, never imagining that her stealthy, hidden indulgence had been completely exposed from the start.