Leveling Up by Defiling Milfs

Treesa met Ethan’s gaze.

”Is that true?” she asked, her tone calm but firm.

The shop owner’s eyes flicked toward Daniel before meeting hers again.

”Yes, Madam.”

Silence hung in the air for a brief moment.

Without another word, Treesa placed the small wooden plate on the stall counter, then pulled a handkerchief from her satchel and wiped her hands.

”Let’s go, Daniel,” she said.

The two of them walked away in silence.

The customers watched them leave without saying a word.

Even though Treesa didn’t say a single word, her actions spoke louder than words. Seeing her walk away without finishing her meal, a few customers quietly set down their unfinished plates and left as well.

...

”People these days are becoming more and more dishonest. I hate it when they profit from someone else’s hard work,” Treesa muttered as they walked through the marketplace.

Daniel didn’t say a word, simply listening.

*Sigh~*

”My head is killing me. I thought eating those meat pouches would help calm my mind,” she continued, her voice laced with frustration.

Without a word, Daniel gently took her hand.

A soothing warmth slowly spread through Treesa’s body from his gentle touch, calming her footsteps until they became slow and steady, while her fingers tightened around his.

”I think you should get some rest, Aunt Treesa,” he said in a gentle tone.

”Maybe you’re right. But there’s one last important meeting tonight, and if I go home to rest, I’ll end up falling asleep and missing it. Unless...” she murmured.

”Unless what?” Daniel asked, tilting his head.

Treesa came to a stop and turned to face him, meeting his gaze. ”Unless I suck the soul out of you,” she said with a soft chuckle. ”Heh...”

Daniel tightened his grip on her hand and continued walking beside her, like a mother strolling through the marketplace with her son.

From there, they made their way to the rented inn in the residential district and entered her room. Neither of them said a word, as though each were waiting for the other to make the first move.

A faint blush colored their faces.

The moment the door clicked shut behind them, Daniel stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her from behind, and began unbuttoning her black surcoat while resting his chin near her shoulder.

*Lick. Nom. Suck~*

”Mmmh...” she let out a low throaty moan from the suction on her neck, shutting her eyes in growing heat.

”You’re so tasty, Aunt,” he murmured while pulling his mouth away before sinking it again for a possessive love bite.

Meanwhile, her surcoat was peeled free of her yellow gown. His hand moved like a serpent, removing her under dress layer by layer in slow caresses.

Tressa’s mind grew calm, free from the things Daniel was doing to her; for her it felt like a full-body massage.

Just like that, when she opened her eyes later, she was fully undressed, leaving only her white bra that held two huge dangling mozzarellas and white panties that were soaked visible at the center.

”You know we’re going to have a lot of fun, right?” Daniel whispered close to her ear.

”Uh-em,” she answered with a small shy nod.

Then he scooped her up into his arms and laid her onto the soft bed. The weight of her body sank into the mattress.

With one smooth motion, her panties were pulled from her, revealing her wet and slick pussy.

Daniel held her panties and smelled them right before her eyes, making a face like when you smoke weed and look satisfied.

*Sniff~*

”Mmm... Looks like your pussy is craving for it, isn’t it?” He said while shaking his tented pants, showing the boner imprint through his pants.

Tressa swallowed hard.

”Please don’t say it like that,” she whispered, turning her gaze aside.

Daniel leaned in until his face filled her vision, and lips an inch away from her. ”Did I say something wrong... aunt?”

Neither moved. Neither breathed. The longer she held his stare, the more her body ached for his touch.

To his words, Tressa closed her eyes and parted her lips, waiting for him to take them.

*Smooch~*

Their mouths locked in hunger, tongues danced in circles as he pressed over her, while her arms winding tight around his neck to draw him closer.

The way she sucked him so hard told Daniel everything — how she had missed him, how she still craved him, how deeply she needed this.

But in the next second, Daniel’s finger found her slick folds and breached her with a single middle finger. In response, her pussy clenched tight around it, refusing to let go once he was inside.

”Mmnh~ Mmhn~” she moaned, her words dissolving into muffled whimpers as he swallowed them.

A brief moment later he slid his ring finger in and began thrusting it as deep as his fingers could reach inside her.

...

Fifteen minutes later — though for them it felt like no more than a breath, he broke the kiss and slowly pulled his wet fingers free of her warm pussy.

Both gasped for air.

Daniel wiped the trail of saliva from his chin with the back of his hand, then brought those same glistening fingers to her parted lips, letting her taste herself as her eyes fluttered open.

*Suck~ Suck~ Lick~*

...

A proud smile spread across his face as she licked his fucking fingers clean. Without a moment’s pause he peeled off his tunic, shoved his pants and satchel aside, turned her body, and laid her down into a sixty-nine.

Before her face stood his rigid cock — thick, veined, with a bead of pre-cum. Its strong musky scent stronger than marijuana, making thick saliva drool freely from the corners of her mouth.

At the same time, Daniel parted her folds with the fingers of both hands and licked his lips before driving his tongue in, thrusting her open wider than his fingers ever could.

A sharp sensation slammed through her brain as his spear-like tongue pierced deep, making her head tip back and her eyes roll upward in pure bliss.

”Mmmnh... fuck” said Treesa.