I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Julian’s breaths grew uneven, his hips rising to meet her movements. She felt his fingers tighten in her hair, guiding her deeper, but she resisted, pulling back to keep him on edge.

Her mouth was stretched to its limits, her cheeks hollowing as she attempted to take him deeper. Julian’s cock was massive, and she felt a strange sense of achievement with every inch she managed to take. The muscles in her throat stretched almost painfully, but the sensation was terrifying and arousing all at once.

Julian’s moans grew louder and she felt him swell in her mouth. A smug smirk played on her lips as she realized she had finally cracked his cool demeanor.

She took him even deeper. The taste of him was salty and slightly bitter, but she found it oddly addictive, the power of the moment overriding any sense of disgust.

Julian’s eyes fluttered shut as he approached the brink of his climax. She pulled back, her eyes fixed on his face and whispered, “Cum for me,” the words a challenge and a command.

His eyes snapped open, his body tensing as he fought to hold himself back. However, he could not hold back anymore, and with a final, desperate thrust, he released himself into her mouth.

The queen’s eyes watered as she felt the hot spurts of his cum fill her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock, savoring the moment of victory.

Julian’s head fell back with a low, satisfied groan escaping his throat as he emptied himself into her.

She slowly pulled back, and with a flick of her tongue, she spat the cum into her hand. Julian watched in amazement, his breaths coming in ragged gasps, as she wiped her hand clean on the fabric of the chair.

“See,” she said, her voice filled with a smug satisfaction that she hadn’t felt in a long time. “You are still no match for me.”

Julian laughed as his chest heaved with the aftermath of his climax. “Well, I had the queen suck my cock. I would say that’s quite a victory for me.”

The queen’s cheeks flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment.

Julian’s fingers didn’t stop moving inside her while his thumb continued to circle her clit. He leaned back in the chair, his cock now soft but glistening with his cum and her saliva.

Her breaths grew shallower, her chest heaving with the effort of maintaining her composure. She gritted her teeth, feeling the orgasm threatening to consume her.

Julian’s smile grew more smug as he watched her struggle, his own breaths coming faster as he felt her body tighten around his fingers. He increased his pace with a newfound fervor that had the queen’s moans growing louder.

With a sudden movement, he pulled his fingers from her pussy and brought them to his mouth, licking them clean with a lewd slurp. The queen’s eyes widened with a mix of shock and arousal as she watched him savor the taste of her.

Julian stroked his cock, covering his fingers in his own release. He took his time, watching her reaction. The queen’s breath hitched, her cheeks burning with humiliation and unwanted desire as his fingers hovered just beside her breast.

With a smug smile, he brought his hand to her nipples, the sticky fluid leaving a trail on her skin as he gently smeared it across her areola.

She could feel the warmth of his cum on her flesh, and she couldn’t deny the shiver that ran through her body. He watched with a dark fascination as she bit her bottom lip, trying to keep her moan from escaping.

“Are you not going to stop me?” Julian whispered.

The queen’s mind raced, pleasure flooding her body as Julian’s sticky fingers explored her breast. She wanted to form words, to regain control of the situation, but she was lost in the sensations he was conjuring within her.

Julian watched her reactions with a hunger that made her stomach flutter. He knew she was close and with a smug smile, he lowered his hand back down, his fingers finding her slick pussy once again.

He inserted two fingers back inside her while his thumb returned to its torturous dance on her clit. Her body responded almost immediately as her hips bucked up to meet his hand.

“Cum for me, dear grandma,” Julian whispered with a sly grin.

She could feel the taunt in his words, and his smug grin was the last thing she wanted to see before she reached her climax, but his touch was too skilled to ignore.

Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her body convulsing in pleasure she hadn’t felt in years. She threw her head back, her eyes squeezed shut as she gave in to the sensation.

She bit her lips hard to keep herself from screaming his name. Julian’s eyes never left hers, watching the play of emotions across her face with a mix of triumph and fascination.

Her pussy clenched around his fingers, her walls tightening with the intensity of her orgasm. He continued to stroke her clit, the movements slower now, aiming to draw her pleasure out longer.

When the last spasm had passed, the queen opened her eyes to find Julian watching her with a smirk.

She felt a flush of embarrassment creep up her neck, but she refused to let it show. With a regal grace, she straightened her back, pulling her gown to cover her exposed breasts and pussy. Julian’s hand slipped out of her, and she quickly smoothed the fabric over her body.

He watched her with a smile while stroking his now semi-hard cock in a relaxed manner.

The queen’s eyes narrowed. “Put your thing away,” she hissed, her voice low and urgent. “The king might come in at any time.”

Julian just chuckled, his hand moving lazily along his cock. “You suck so good,” he teased, his words a deliberate taunt. “It’s a shame we don’t have more time.”

The queen’s jaw clenched, and she took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging within her. “Shut up,” she said.

Julian chuckled at her response. He leaned back in the chair and with a lazy movement began to put his pants back on.