I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

“You have such nice breasts,” Julian murmured, his breath hot on her face.

Her cheeks flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment, and she felt disgusted at his comment.

“Faster,” Julian ordered, his voice a command that left no room for hesitation.

Her body trembled, but she obeyed, wrapping her hands tightly around her breasts, squeezing them together as she moved them faster. Her chest heaved, breath coming in shallow gasps as she pushed herself harder, faster.

She felt him tense beneath her, his cock pulsing as he neared the edge, and she knew what was coming. A sickening mix of dread and anticipation coiled deep in her stomach, her body reacting even though her mind screamed in protest.

Julian groaned, his cock twitching violently between her breasts. A thick, warm spurt shot out, marking her chest and throat. She squeezed her eyes shut and turned her face away, refusing to acknowledge the degrading reality of the moment.

The sensation was too hot and humiliating, and to make things worse, it was everywhere—dripping down her chest, between the curve of her breasts and even her trembling hands.

The sheer volume making it impossible to ignore.

Julian laughed, a satisfied sound that reverberated through the small tent. “That was good,” he sneered. “You sure know how to work with those tits.”

She bit her lip hard, swallowing the retort that burned on her tongue, and forced herself to meet his gaze. His blue eyes sparkled with twisted amusement, as if daring her to defy him.

“Lay on the bed,” he said with a smile.

She froze for a moment but she quickly composed herself. Her hands trembled as she pushed herself up, standing unsteadily on her legs.

Her feet carried her to the bed. Slowly, she climbed onto it, her heart racing as she positioned herself on all fours. She did not want to meet his gaze and it was like a final act of silent defiance. She wasn’t giving in—at least, not yet.

Julian stepped closer, his eyes glued to her naked and exposed body. He laughed, the sound mocking. “Do you hate me that much?” he asked, “To the point you refuse to meet my gaze?”

Her mind raced, but she knew she had to hold back, keep her defiance in check. She bit her lips, swallowing her words, but she could not hold back anymore, and she shot back, “Yes, I do—”

But before she could finish, Julian’s hand came down hard, slapping her ass with a sharp smack.

“Ahhh!” she gasped at the sudden sting. The heat spread across her skin, and she could feel the burn settling into her flesh.

“Again,” Julian asked in low whisper. “Do you hate me?”

She gripped the bedsheets, refusing to show weakness. “Yes, I do. I hate you so much,” she replied, her voice shaky but filled with anger.

Julian laughed, clearly entertained by her boldness. Without warning, his hand came down on her ass, harder this time.

“Ahhh!” she whimpered, the sting was much fiercer than before, and despite her best efforts, the sound escaped her lips.

Julian positioned himself, the tip of his cock teasing her pussy, nudging against her in a slow, torturous rhythm. She jolted at the sensation, her body betraying her with a shock of unwanted pleasure

“Your pussy’s mine now,” he growled, his voice rough with hunger. “I’ll fuck you the way your husband never could.”

Her fingers dug into the sheets, gripping them tightly as her body betrayed her. She shot back, defiance still lingering in her words.

“You’ll never have my heart,” she spat, the words almost lost beneath the swell of emotions and shame.

Julian’s laugh was dark and mocking. “I have no need for that,” he sneered, before pushing forward, fully entering her in one deep, forceful stroke.

She gasped, the fullness of him taking her breath away. Her body struggled to adjust to the sudden intrusion of his size.

“Ahh!” she moaned, the sensation too much to stifle. Her body both resisted and responded to the overwhelming pleasure and pain. Her hips involuntarily shifted to meet him.

Julian gripped her hips tightly, pulling her toward him as he pulled back before slamming back into her with a force that made her gasp.

“Ahh….” she moaned, her body jerking with the impact. Her breasts swayed as his grip on her hips tightened.

Julian increased his pace, fucking her harder and faster, until the room was filled with the rhythmic sound of their bodies meeting.

She gripped the sheets harder, her fingers trembling as she was consumed by the onslaught of pleasure and pain. The desire she had fought to suppress surged within her, her hips moving involuntarily to meet his, even though she hated herself for it.

Outside, Raina had been unable to tear his eyes away from the shadows dancing on the tent’s fabric. His chest tightened with each sound that filtered through, each gasp and moan cutting through him like a blade.

His vision blurred as tears finally spilled down his cheeks, his heart breaking in ways he couldn’t fully understand. He couldn’t stay there any longer. With a shaky breath, he turned and fled, retreating to his own tent.

“I hate you so much,” she spat, the words coming out in a mix of rage and helplessness as Julian continued to fuck her, his thrusts relentless.

The anger in her voice was the last tool of defiance she had left as her own body and desire turned against her.

“I hate you!” she shouted again, her voice breaking with the intensity of her anger and shame. Her nipples hardened, her arousal spiking with every thrusts.

“I hate you!” she shouted again, her hips moving with his, chasing the unbearable pleasure that she wanted nothing to do with.

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“I hate you!” she shouted again, her voice breaking with the intensity of her anger and shame. Her nipples hardened, her arousal spiking with every thrusts.

“I hate you!” she shouted again, her hips moving with his, chasing the unbearable pleasure that she wanted nothing to do with.