He squeezed the woman's breast slightly tightly, his other hand climbing up to her chest also.
Despite Nora's words, she didn't try to push him away, only squirming in his hold.
She didn't fully understand why either.
A part of her wanted to tell Damien to leave her, but an even larger part wanted to continue feeling what he was making her feel.
It was a strange feeling, but one she was strangely enjoying.
'I've never felt… this way… before…' she thought, barely stifling another moan.
"He's just stupid, that's the only reason someone would leave someone like you…" Damien said, staring into the woman's eyes.
His hands were still on her breasts, squeezing them softly.
Nora blushed heavily, her mouth parting, but no words came out.
Her husband had left her about four years ago, claiming she was nothing but a witch who killed her child.
However, even before then, he never paid attention to her, and barely even came home.
She later learnt that he had already gotten married to another woman in the city, and was now living a new life.
Nonetheless, it still hurt her, mostly because she had sacrificed a lot for their relationship, along with their late child.
The child the man claimed she killed actually fell very sick.
The little girl was merely six years old before her life was taken by the sickness.
Before her death, Nora had done whatever she could to gather money for her medicine.
The girl had to be taken to the city for treatment, which was extremely expensive, an amount that could only be afforded by nobles.
Despite how hard she worked, she wasn't able to gather the money, and at the end of the day, the child ended up dying.
Her husband on the other hand, never cared even when their child was sick.
He completely blamed her for it, claiming it was all because of her witchcraft.
Soon after, he abandoned her, traveling to the city with his new wife.
Merely remembering it now made her chest hurt.
She bit her lips, turning her head to the side with tears pooling at the corner of her eyes.
Damien's eyes narrowed at her expression, and his face squeezed into a slight frown.
He hadn't mean to make her remember her past like that.
Though he hadn't exactly been present when all these things happened, he still had the memories of them from the old Damien.
Due to that, he knew how much pain she was in, along with his hard that period was for them.
'I'll make sure he pays for this…' he thought, his eyes flashing with a wicked glint.
However, he pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind, focusing on the MILF before him instead.
"Don't think or even talk about him again… focus only on me…" he muttered, taking another gentle squeeze of her breasts.
"Hngh…" Nora moaned, her body shivering in pleasure.
She meekly nodded, and before she knew it, her face drew closer to his, until their lips met.
Damien quickly captured her lips in a gentle yet fiery kiss, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her body.
"Hmm…" she moaned, but it was quickly swallowed up when Damien claimed her lips once again.
His hands worked fast on her chest, loosing her bodice.
The two, fleshy orbs underneath spilled out, bouncing enticingly.
Damien briefly pulled away from the kiss, staring at her breasts with his jaws dropping in awe.
Each of them were tear drop in shape, their milky skin glistening slightly with sweat.
Her nipples were light pink, standing proud atop the huge boobs.
They were pointed, looking like they could drill a hole through the wall.
Nora's cheeks reddened, and she subconsciously turned her head away, feeling a bit ashamed by Damien's gaze.
She could feel the desire in his eyes, like he wanted nothing but to eat her whole where she stood.
'Simply… perfect…' Damien thought, already salivating.
He could see a few pink dots around her body as he stared at her, some a shade darker than the others.
That was the effect of [Eye of Eros], and the pink areas he could see on her signified her sensitive spots.
He grabbed one of the fleshy orbs, exhaling at the feeling of his hands sinking through the flesh.
"Hmm…" Nora moaned, softly biting her lips.
Damien smirked seeing her reactions, enjoying the guilty pleasure on her face.
Nora's gaze drifted down to his crotch, where his hard cock was pitching out a tent on his pants.
She gasped, a bit shocked at its size.
Even from the cloth covering it, she could already tell it was huge, and couldn't help but feel tingles at the thought of such an organ penetrating her.
Her folds grew wet, and she subconsciously clasped her thighs together, trying to control the heat growing down there.
However, that barely did anything to help, and her desire only grew.
Before she knew it, her hand slowly stretched towards it, her fingers trembling like she was doing something illegal.
A chill ran down her spine as she touched the bulge, feeling it pulse like a angry beast trying to break through its confines.
"How is it… so huge…?" she muttered, her eyes widening in shock.
Though she hadn't seen a lot of naked men in her lifetime, she was sure they weren't meant to be packing something this huge in her pants.
It was certainly at least five times bigger than her ex-husband's, which made her shocked.
Damien simply chuckled, his eyes flashing with a perverted glint.
Nora blushed at his expression, shyly turning her gaze away once more.
However, her hands didn't leave his crotch, slowly rubbing his bulge through the cloth.
"Bring it out… no need to be shy" Damien said, turning her head back to his, making sure they came face to face once again.
He could feel tingles of pleasure from her hand on his bulge alone, but then, there was no way that would be enough to satisfy him.
He needed her to touch it directly, curious about how her soft, little hand would feel on his hard rod.
Creak!
Suddenly, the sound of the door opening came from the living room, causing Nora's eyes to widen in shock.
"I'm finally back… this should at least help Damien…" a familiar voice echoed outside the room, along with approaching footsteps.
Damien's face squeezed into a slight frown, and he gnashed his teeth.
'This is such a terrible time for her to come back…' he thought.