Transmigrated As An SSS Ranked MILF Overlord-Chapter 29: Tonight(2)(R18+)

Maggie wanted to speak, but the words never came.

Her gaze locked onto his, unwavering, intense. She wanted this, and she was well aware of this.

For a brief moment, her eyes shifted toward Tonya.

'She's asleep.' Maggie thought.

'Maybe... maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I didn't do anything...' Turning her head away, she lifted a hand to her mouth, stifling the soft moans rising in her throat.

Behind her, Steve continued as he pressed himself against her, his hardened length nestled against the softness of her massive curves.

He pressed himself closer, his hand gliding through her and exploring the soft swell of her breast through the fabric.

It was full, warm, and yielding beneath his touch—but it still wasn't enough. Not like before. The sensation was there, but the intensity, the thrill that had gripped him earlier, was missing. He craved more. He craved everything.

Driven by that hunger, he withdrew his hand only for a second—just long enough to grip the edge of her nightdress.

No hesitation, no second thoughts.

With a sharp, impatient pull, he yanked the fabric of her night dress down, and his breath hitched — stolen by the sight that greeted him. Her breasts spilled free in a glorious cascade, heavy and ripe, the supple curves bouncing with the release.

They stood proud and perfect, flushed with heat, their weight begging to be touched, devoured.

Her nipples were stiff and swollen, dark peaks straining toward him as if they'd been achingfor his mouth. The sight alone nearly undid him.

His hand found her now bare swell breasts again, large and full beneath his touch.

Even with his broad palm, he could barely contain their size—but this time, he didn't rush.

He knew exactly how to claim them now. His fingers dug deep into the soft, pillowy flesh of her breast, kneading and squeezing with a possessive, urgent greed.

Every curve yielded beneath his touch, melting perfectly into his hands, as if made just for him to explore and savor.

The warmth, the weight, the sheer softness—it was intoxicating.

She moaned gently, the sound muffled behind her hand but still unmistakable, still potent. Each soft cry only spurred him on, feeding the fire building inside him.

While he did this, his other hand moved over her, gliding down her waist with growing urgency, until he finally reached her again— her fat ass, round and heavy, a perfect curve of flesh that demanded to be touched.

With a smooth motion, he lifted the hem of her nightdress, revealing the full glory of her supple massive ass cheeks.

The sight alone stole his breath, leaving it ragged and uneven. His hand moved with purpose, fingers splaying wide to engulf the lush, heavy mass of her thick, full ass. It was so gloriously big and soft that it quivered and rippled beneath his touch, a decadent weight that begged to be held and claimed. Every press sent waves of heat between them, the sheer size and fullness intoxicating him.

Spank!

Steve couldn't resist. He spanked her, causing a gentle ripple on her ass.

The sound of the playful smack echoed lightly, a mix of hunger and desire in every movement.

The sound of the spank rang out—sharp, firm, and loud enough to echo softly through the room. He froze for a heartbeat, breath caught, his head tilting just enough to glance back at Tonya.

Still. No movement. She was asleep.

Relief and desire tangled inside him, and with restraint melting away, his hand returned eagerly to her body.

He cupped her ass again—lush, warm, and so unbelievably full. His fingers sank deeply into the plush, velvety flesh, kneading and squeezing with a slow, reverent hunger—as if her curves were sculpted solely for his hands to possess.

Every touch made her shiver. The heat between her thighs pulsed, spreading like a flame licking up her legs.

'Oh... oh yes...' she thought, biting down gently on her lip.

'It's happening again. That feeling... that rush...' Her thoughts spun as pleasure coursed through her, dizzying and overwhelming.

' I shouldn't be doing this.' she told herself, a weak protest buried beneath waves of wanting.

'Tonya might wake up... I shouldn't...' But even with the warning echoing in her mind, her body refused to pull away.

She didn't want to stop. She couldn't.

His hands continued their slow rhythm, squeezing and ravaging her fat ass and her massive breasts which were bare to his skim.

Steve's thoughts were a blur, lost in the scent of her skin, the feel of her warmth, the way her body responded to every movement.

'God... her ass is so fucking perfect.' he thought, his breath shallow, his desire now a living thing inside him.

And still, she moved — slow and steady — her hips rising and falling in a languid rhythm, the soft swell of her ass pressing back against his thick cock print with each gentle motion.

The way it shifted, full and inviting, made it impossible for him to look away, let alone think of anything else.

His hands slid eagerly over her, fingers splaying wide to devour every inch of the soft, swollen curve of her fat, round ass.

Steve continued, grasping, kneading, and pulling her flesh with a greedy hunger that matched the fire burning deep inside him.

'...Gosh, I want to take her. I want to fuck her so hard right now she won't be able to forget about me in her full life time.'

The heat radiating from her pussy was unbearable for her—an unbearable, intoxicating blaze that consumed the space between them. It wasn't just warmth; it was a smoldering, desperate ache that pulsed and throbbed with every heartbeat, pulling him closer like a relentless tide.

Then, defiant, he slid his hands away from her hips, just for a moment.

With a slow breath, he reached down, unbuttoned his pants, and pushed them past his hips.

And just then, his thick, swollen length surged free, throbbing and slick with need, pulsing with a fierce, aching hunger for the warmth and softness that waited breathlessly just inches from his desperate skin.

And yet, even in that fire, he moved slowly — not out of hesitation, but reverence — savoring the tension. freёnovelkiss.com

His hand drifted lower, sliding between her thighs with deliberate slowness.

He leaned in, the strain in his body barely contained, and gently guided her leg upward.

She responded without hesitation, lifting her plush legs for him — a silent invitation.

Her legs parted fully, spreading wide and open, revealing the glistening heat of her soaked clit, shimmering with anticipation just for him.

And then...

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