"Auntie Natsumi, you're beautiful..." Ethan whispered, admiring her passion.
Once she let her guard down, she was even more energetic and adorable than Yui, and because she was a mature woman, she was much bolder. Ethan loved this—a woman who was graceful and kind on the outside but incredibly hungry and open on the inside.
Seeing the pleasure on the handsome boy's face, Natsumi's face flushed with pride. "I've only ever used this move on you..."
"And how about this...?"
"What do you think of this?"
With her mental and physical switches flipped, Natsumi began to put all her theoretical knowledge into practice on Ethan's body.
"Ngh..."
Ethan grunted repeatedly. Even with his experience, Natsumi's technique was unique. She leaned over his chest, her body bucking and grinding in all directions.
"How is it? A housewife's technique..."
"Even if I can't compete with a young girl's body..."
"Take—this!"
Just as she was getting cocky, Ethan suddenly sat up and pulled her into a tight embrace. The sudden movement made Natsumi let out a startled "Eek!"
Ethan sat cross-legged, lifting the gentle MILF and placing her on his lap, taking back control.
"It won't be that easy." He began to thrust the dragon upwards, digging deep into her wet canal. "Letting myself be milked into an early climax... that would hurt my pride as a man."
"Mmm... ah... really!" Natsumi wrapped her long legs around his waist and hooked her arms around his neck. "I was almost about to drain you!..."
This position was perfect for kissing. Looking at the "cute" housewife acting like a spoiled child, Ethan leaned in and captured her red lips.
Natsumi eagerly met his tongue, their pink tongues tangling and grinding against each other in the open air. Between gasps, Ethan said, "I didn't expect you to have such filthy techniques, Auntie..."
"Mmm... really?" Her flexible tongue chased after his. "I love sex the most, you know... I often practice different techniques while masturbating... it's a shame my husband is so useless..."
Her depraved words spurred Ethan into a frenzy. He thrust upward with power, hitting her G-spot every time, the dragon head repeatedly kissing her soft cervix.
"Ahhh! Haaah... haaah... it's so good! It feels incredible! Ethan!..."
Natsumi's red eyes were filled with pink hearts. She moaned lewdly as her sexy body writhed in his arms.
"Haaah... Auntie Natsumi... I'm going to fire the first shot..."
The thick, hot dragon was buried at the very back of her slit. The tip even forced its way into the chamber that had once carried Yui.
As the pleasure peaked, Ethan bit into one of her breasts, sucking and licking the pink nipple. His life-essence, hot as lava, erupted against her tender walls. The orange-haired MILF stiffened instantly, her neck arching back as she spasmed in an intense climax.
"Mmph... I'm going!!!..."
Feeling the endless flow of heat filling her belly, she gasped through her climax, "Ahhh... so much... you're shooting so much inside!..."
After the peak, Ethan flipped her over, pinning her to the bed. Throughout the transition, his rock-hard dragon never left her body. The massive, terrifying cock rotated a full 180 degrees inside her, its veins and ridges grinding against every inch of her internal walls.
The sensation was so overwhelming that the gentle housewife couldn't help but scream again.
"Ahhh! Haaah!..."
"Ahhh! Right there! Yes! Mmph! Ahhh!!!"
In the bedroom, illuminated only by the lamp, time slipped away. Eventually, the digital clock on the nightstand read 1:05 PM.
Ethan was flat against her back, his hips pinned against her rounded, white ass. Natsumi was on all fours like a dog, her face buried in the pillow, her raised buttocks twitching in sync with his thrusts.
"Haaah... Auntie, you're amazing..."
Hours had passed. Ethan had erupted three times, and Natsumi had lost count of her climaxes. But thanks to the restorative effects of "Dual Cultivation," she didn't seem tired at all. If anything, she seemed to be getting stronger.
"Ohhh... I'm going again..."
She was on the verge of another peak. Her lewd gasps in his ear made Ethan want to erupt again as well.
"Auntie, I'm cumming..."
"Shoot it in! Shoot it all inside!..."
Natsumi hadn't even thought about birth control. She was completely lost in the lust. She didn't want to be apart from this handsome boy for even a second.
"Ngh..."
Ethan hooked one of her legs up, using a "dog-style" pose to fill her to the brim once more.
Squelch! Squelch!
Thick, white life-essence filled her body again. Because her canal and womb were already so full, a large amount of the fluid began to overflow.
"Haaah! Ahhh!!!"
Natsumi reached her peak again. Her body trembled, and she turned her head to seek a kiss from Ethan. "Mmm... incredible... you've shot so much... and you're still so hard~"
Coming back down to earth, she felt her belly full of his essence. She looked down at the long dragon still buried inside her, which showed no signs of fatigue, and sighed with obsession.
Ethan sat on the edge of the bed. Natsumi knelt on the floor, her beautiful head buried between his legs, moving up and down with effort.
"Auntie Natsumi... Haaah... licking and sucking at the same time... such a filthy technique... Haaah... you're going to drain me... ah..."
"Mmm... mmph..."
Feeling the pulse of the dragon in her mouth, the sex-loving MILF looked up at Ethan with bedroom eyes, her wet, soft tongue swirling and sucking around the shaft. From Ethan's bird's-eye view, she looked utterly depraved.
Gulp... gulp...
Natsumi swallowed half of the thick life-essence. The volume was simply too much, so she had to pull back, catching the rest in her cupped hands beneath her chin.
Once he finished, she stuck out her pink tongue, coated in white fluid, and squinted her eyes. "Hehe~ are you... finished already?"
"Haaah... ha... Auntie Natsumi..."
Ethan's eyes flared with heat. Finished? Ever since he awakened "Dual Cultivation," that word wasn't in his dictionary!
He tackled her back onto the bed, pinning her legs high in the air. He slammed his hot, hard dragon back into her soft, juicy pussy. This time, he showed no mercy, beginning a storm of brutal, relentless pounding.
The sound of life-essence and honey-juice splashing echoed with every thrust.
Natsumi was lost in bliss. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her white arms reaching back to grip the pillow, her breasts shaking violently with every hit.