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Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

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【 Warning: Mature Content R-18 】 In the untamed and brutal world of the Stone Age, 22-year-old Dexter William finds himself equipped with a twisted gift: the Pervert Debauchery System. This system thrives on his most primal urges, rewarding him with Pervert Points for every erotic act he commits. Dexter becomes excited thinking about whether this world even has a concept of cheating on a husband. He wonders if he can have sex with someone's wife in front of their husband and play innocently with them, showing them various sex techniques and even taking their assholes, teaching them that it can be used for things other than defecating. [ Pervert Debauchery System ] [ Transmigration Successful ] [ Found.... The Pervert Host ] [ Loading System..... Successful ] [ Pervert Debauchery System ] Name: Dexter Williams Age: 22 Skills: None Abilities: None Pervert Points: None System Storage: [Gift Pack X 5]  SUPER-MARKET STORE - Anything the host wishes to buy is available in the store, from food, clothing, skills, abilities, and anything else, by paying a corresponding Pervert Points. The system includes a Super-Market Store, where anything from food and clothing to skills and abilities can be purchased using Pervert Points. As Dexter navigates this harsh landscape, he uses his ability called "Pervert Eyes," which allows him to see exactly how many points he will earn by touching and teasing various parts of a woman's body. This ability reveals potential points floating above women like a perverse aura, guiding his actions and fueling his predatory instincts. The more intimate and explicit the act, the higher the reward, driving Dexter to push the boundaries of his erotic conquests. The Magical Tool, a reward from the Pervert Debauchery System, is a versatile and powerful tool that can transform into anything Dexter desires. Whether he needs clothes to blend in, weapons to assert dominance, or tools to create comforts that mesmerize the primitive people around him, the Magical Tool adapts to his every need, giving him an unparalleled advantage in this primitive world. Dexter becomes a master of seduction and manipulation, using his modern cunning to exploit the innocence of the cavewomen. He starts with seemingly innocent touches, his hands lingering on their skin, his fingers brushing against their most intimate areas. His perverted eyes guide him, showing him the most lucrative spots to touch and tease. He whispers promises of pleasure and excitement, gradually leading the women into his web of desire. Through his manipulation and dominance, Dexter ascends to become an immortal being, ruling over the world and indulging in his carnal desires with the tribal women, ensuring his legacy of lust and power endures. In this explicit and erotic tale, Dexter Williams' journey is one of survival, manipulation, and the abuse of power. With his Pervert Eyes, he sees the world through a lens of lust and desire, using his perverse abilities to ensure his dominance in the Stone Age. It is a story of unbridled lust, deception, and the lengths to which one might go to ensure their own survival and pleasure. Dexter's conquests become increasingly vulgar and explicit as he explores the depths of his debauchery and corruption. He corrupts innocent cavewomen, making them surrender to his debauchery and transforming them into willing participants in his twisted fantasies. Join Dexter's wild ride through the Stone Age, where he fucks his way through the hottest babes of the time. You Can Join Me on Discord https://discord.gg/cNazpAgZvt
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