Leveling Up by Defiling Milfs

Hours blurred into a thick haze of heat and sweat.

Treesa’s face lay glazed in a white cum mask, her asshole still twitching and leaking thick ropes while her pussy dripped the same mess down her thighs.

She remained sprawled on the bed in missionary, legs parted wide, his cock resting against her lips as she sucked it clean.

*Pat~ Pat~ pat~*

Daniel tapped his shaft against her cheeks, brushing her cheeks, while she smiled up at him.

”It’s already sunset, Aunt. You have your meeting, remember?”

”Oh, right. I should wash myself.” She pushed herself up onto trembling feet, legs still shaking from the aftershocks.

From the cupboard she pulled a towel, then stood before the mirror and cleaned the remnants of cum from her face, tracing the streaks with her finger and licking them clean. Not wasting a single drop.

In the meantime, Daniel pulled on his clothes and dressed before marching forward to her and wrapping his arms around her warm, naked body.

”You’ve got such a lovely body, you know. I would love to fuck you till morning, but it’s time, I have to go now,” Daniel whispered with a soft smile on his face.

Tressa chuckled softly. ”Stop...💅🏻 you’re making me horny again. I need to get ready for the meeting.”

”You’ve always been horny.”

*Slap!*

Saying that, Daniel gave her a firm, possessive spank across her bare ass and stepped out of her room, leaving the Inn behind.

Outside, the sun had almost dipped below the horizon, and dusk cast a soft, faded light across the streets.

Warm yellow street lamps burned steadily around the marketplace.

People carried woven baskets over their arms as they made their way home, their footsteps growing quieter as the evening settled over the town.

*Sigh...*

”Haah...” Daniel let out a long sigh as he scanned his surroundings, giving the area a quick glance.

Just as he turned in a slow circle, a woman carrying a woven basket came into view. A red hood concealed most of her face as she quietly made her way toward a side path.

Daniel narrowed his eyes. Something about her made him suspicious. Her curvy figure, the red robe — and most of all, the way she kept her face hidden.

”Status,” he whispered under his breath.

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Name: Cinderela Roset

Age: 32

HP: 980/1900

Mana: 524/1700

Essence: 100%

Quality: Outstanding

Description: A nonchalant woman who works as a healer in Cinder Town. Despite having a hardworking husband, she continues an emotional affair with the town’s mayor, using his feelings to manipulate him for power.

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Lady Cinderela?

Daniel followed her, keeping a safe distance behind.

Soon, he watched her reach her home. However, to his surprise, Cinderela didn’t enter through the front door. Instead, she slipped around to the side, as though she were entering through the back.

Once she vanished from his sight, Daniel slowly opened the fence gate and stepped inside. He then moved to the right side of her house, calm and cautious, following the path she had taken.

Moving through the darkness where no light reached, he soon found the back door slightly ajar, as though Cinderela had just slipped inside.

The place was eerily quiet. A dim lamp burned somewhere inside, its soft glow spilling through the narrow gap in the door.

Daniel held his breath and leaned closer, peeking through the opening.

Then, what he saw made his stomach tighten.

Cinderela was kneeling on the floor, her body hunched over something lying before her. The figure on the floor appeared motionless, almost like a corpse, while Cinderela seemed to be doing something to it.

Daniel swallowed hard.

What the fuck... is she doing?

She waved her hand over the body, manipulating some kind of strange energy.

Her movements were precise and methodical, yet there was something about them that made Daniel tense.

Her movements reminded him of a butcher dissecting a freshly killed chicken.

But she wasn’t holding a knife — or any kind of tool.

”Agh...!” Cinderela ran a hand through her hair in frustration. ”It’s too strong. I can’t break it!”

The moment she spoke, Daniel’s foot stepped onto a dry, crispy leaf.

*Crack*

The tiny sound was enough to alert her.

Cinderela immediately turned and yanked the door open, her palm blazing with fire.

”It’s me!” Daniel quickly said.

The flames in her palm lowered at the sound of his voice. ”Daniel? Why are you here?” Her eyes narrowed. ”You were spying on me?”

”N-no, not, not really. I mean, you didn’t show up at the training ground, so I was just... you know.” Daniel gave a nervous smile.

”You shouldn’t be here—”

Before she could finish, Daniel interrupted her, his gaze falling on the body lying on the floor.

”Zero? Where did you get him?”

”What? You know him?” Cinderela asked, her voice laced with confusion.

”Yes, I know him. Zane and I—” Daniel suddenly paused, his expression changing. ”Wait... where’s Zane?” His tone turned concerned.

...

For a brief moment, Cinderela remained silent, recalling what had happened the previous day after she had finished reading the letter.

Zane and Cinderela were good friends, and Zero was a friend of theirs as well.

Zane had asked Cinderela to help him find Zero. He believed Zero was somewhere in the area, so the two of them set out to search for him.

Their search eventually led them deep into the northern forest — a restricted area where ordinary townsfolk were forbidden to venture.

To their surprise, they didn’t just find Klaus there. They also discovered his secret hideout — a hidden underground base concealed beneath the forest.

But the place was filled with traps.

Cinderela triggered one of them. Thick vines suddenly shot from the ground, wrapped around her ankles, and hoisted her into the air.

Zane immediately cut through the vines with his Earth Elemental power. But their presence had already been discovered, and a fierce battle soon broke out.

”I see... So that’s why a dungeon spawned at the training ground,” Daniel said, listening to her explanation.

”His twin brother Klaus targeted the barrier and managed to dent the Pilgrim Barrier. I tried to repair it, but—”