Starting With Aunt, All Milf Are Mine
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Chapter 4: Mira and -- This ... This is Too Much Mike
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 4: Mira and -- This ... This is Too Much Mike - Erik, a mid-level office worker, had a simple dream:"Graduate college.Get a job.Screw MILFs." But reality wasn't so kind to him—black company—a corporate hellhole that literally made employees work to death-he died. Yet, reality wasn't entirely cruel either. He suddenly transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old—young, energetic, muscular, and brimming with vitality. And best of all? "What? I'm transmigrated sleeping right next to my step-aunt?!"
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Aunt Harem Anal Sex First Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Slow
“No matter.”
Mike gripped her curly hair down there with both hands, bunching thick strands into his fists. Some slipped through, some tore free, but most held firm.
His voice was calm—almost teasing.”We’ll see if you’re awake or not.”
Then, softer ... a glint in his eye, lips curling as he murmured:”Aunt Mira.”
He yanked.
Hard.
Mira’s whole body spasmed—her fingers twitched, jerking upward as her spine arched violently.
Splat.
She sprayed again, a hard stream gushing from between her thighs, drenching the sheets below. The scent of her arousal filled the room—thick, musky, raw.
Her hands flew to her head, clawing at her own hair, mirroring his grip. Her gasps turned into cries—eyes still shut tight, but her mouth was wide open, desperate for air ... and unable to hold back the scream.
A choked yell tore out of her—half-moan, half-shock—her entire body unraveling under him.
Mike grinned.”Awake.”
He leaned in, head tilting, mouth already parted. Then—without hesitation—he crashed into her.
Lips met lips.
His mouth pressed hard against hers, sealing her gasp, swallowing her moan. One hand yanked on the curly hair between her thighs, the other gripping her waist as he kissed her—deep, raw, tasting the slick heat of her breath. Lavender clung to her skin, flooding his senses, intoxicating.
He couldn’t get enough.
His body followed—his cock grinding firm against her bare waist. Skin to skin. The thick shaft dragged across her belly in slow, aching strokes, smearing pre-cum with every rub.
Each pull of her hair ... each roll of his hips ... every push of his tongue into her mouth fueled the rhythm.
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