Reincarnated in the Villainous Lust System!

Boobs hanging below her, I reached around and pinched a nipple. My chest was pressed against her back, warm breath into her ear as I said "good girl. Now I'm going to really make you scream."

I coated the length of my rod in her juice and pressed the top against her cave.

I smacked her ass hard and thrust inside her.

She screamed and fell onto her large tits, but I grabbed her hair and pulled her back up "I don't think so, Mabel. I want your melons bouncing!"

I released her hair and circled a hand around her throat; she panicked quickly before she felt the pressure and realized she didn't choke.

I started pounding into her hard and fast. In, out, in, out, again and again as her boobs bounced under her and she moaned and gasped for air.

Uhmm… Ahhh~

Her wet cave was dripping and heat was building, knotting her insides once more.

I growled and grunted, both hands now on her hips. Smack! I slapped her butt again and her cave clenched.

Ohh… Ahhh~ She moaned.

Both of my hands grabbe her boobs, squeezed and lifted her back to me and Again and again, I pumped into her.

I locked my mouth onto her neck, one hand stayed pinching and pulling her nipple while the other found her sensitive, slick button and circled it.

Her toes were curling as her moans built into screams.

Ohhh….Ahhh…Uhmm~

"Cum for me" I growled and thrusted hard all the way back into her.

She exploded around my hard, pulsating rod, gushing and screaming and moaning.

Her whole body shuddered as i continued to thrust into her once, twice, three times and I felt my own orgasm nearing.

I pulled out and shot ropes of my seed over her ass.

We collapsed on to the bed and I pulled her into my chest, tucked my head into the crook of my neck and kisses her.

Lying there, my body sprawled across the rumpled sheets, I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me like a warm blanket.

Three rounds of vigorous, unbridled carnal action had left me utterly spent, my muscles heavy and languid as I soaked in the aftermath of the mind-numbing bliss that had overtaken me.

And yet, as I lay there, my thoughts drifting in and out of consciousness, a lazy smile tugged at the corners of my mouth.

Yes, I was physically exhausted, but the satisfaction that coursed through me was undeniable.

With a languid, sensuous motion, I rolled off her body and onto my back, my chest heaving as I drew in deep, ragged breaths.

My arms, which had been wrapped tightly around her mere moments before, now fell to the side of my body, their exhaustion mirrored by the rest of my spent form.

And as I lay there, my body still tingling with the aftershocks of our shared ecstasy, I turned my head to gaze upon her, her own chest rising and falling with the rhythm of her breath, her were eyes closed.

With a lazy sigh, I turned my attention towards Mabel, her lithe body still glistening with the remnants of our passionate encounter.

"I'm hungry," I murmured, my words a ragged whisper in the stillness of the room. "Let's get some food."

As I spoke, a low rumble emanated from the depths of my stomach,

Mabel's eyes flickered open at the sound of my voice, a soft smile gracing her lips as she acknowledged my request.

"There's food in the kitchen," she replied, her words a drowsy murmur as she stretched her limbs, the muscles of her body rippling beneath her skin. "I can bring you something if you like."

Sitting up, I swung my feet over the edge of the bed, the coolness of the hardwood flooring a welcome contrast to the warmth of the sheets.

"I'll come with you," I said.

Mabel's eyes flicked downwards, her lips curving into a bashful grin as she pointed towards the mess that had been left behind by our shared passion.

"I need to clean up first," she chuckled, her voice a playful lilt that betrayed her amusement at the situation. "I can't go to the kitchen like this. I'd probably give away what we've been up to.

"Just tell me where the kitchen is, I'll find it myself," I said as I rose from the bed, my limbs protesting the movement. "You go back to your room and clean yourself up."

"Okay, I'll do that," she replied, her tone serious as she turned and headed back towards the bed, her steps quick and determined as she retrieved her clothes from the floor.

Just take a left at the end of the hall," she had said as she had pointed towards the exit of the bedroom. "Then it's the second door on your right."

And with that, she gave me a quick hug and darted back to her room.

Just as I had begun to navigate the quiet hallways of the house, the distinct click of a door opening echoed through the corridor, the sound causing me to halt in my tracks.

I turned slowly, my muscles tensing as I waited to see who or what had opened the door behind me.

As the door swung open, the figure that emerged into the hallway was none other than Damon, his trademark smirk firmly in place despite the noticeable traces of exhaustion that marred his features.

He was fully dressed now.

"Where are you going?" He asked me.

"To the kitchen, I'm starving". I replied him honestly.

He shook his head. "We'll get food at the palace, Hugo is not very… fond of you".

As Damon approached me, his smirk widened into a full-fledged grin, the mischievous glint in his eyes intensifying as he drew closer

As Damon's arm looped around my shoulder, I instinctively tensed, my muscles coiling like a spring as I instinctively recoiled from his touch, my gaze locked with his.

"I know where those hands have been," I said, my voice terse and direct as I stepped away from him. Don't touch me.

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