"Fufu, you’ve finally grown into a fine young man, Owen... can I sit here?" she spoke casually, as if conversing with an old friend’s son.

’Ohhh!!! Morenne, the blonde beauty who’s an absolute master of titty fuck, is here!’ Owen celebrated internally.

Who would have thought he would encounter one of the absolute finest pairs of busty mounds in the entire village so soon?

Owen vividly recalled from his memories about the story of the game that she was incredibly skilled at providing manual titty fucking; now she was standing right before him, acting completely familiar, smiling warmly as she glanced over him.

Morenne lived only a short distance from Arielle’s home and was one of his mother’s closest friend in the village.

She had known him since his childhood...well, the previous version of him, before he migrated to the metropolis to pursue his education and career after maturing into a young adult.

It was perfectly natural for youth to burn with adventurous vigor, which was why the "old" Owen had seized the opportunity to escape to a bustling city rather than stagnate in a dead-silent tedious village...

Truly, children rarely appreciate the serenity of their natural surroundings as they wanted more...

A true blind of what the best in the world...tits and ass.

"Yes, Aunt..." Owen had absolutely no reason to reject such an inviting offer.

Those heavy curves alone were already causing his blood to spike from his stomach.

The residual heat from his previous encounter, combined with this sudden confrontation, made his weapon stir restlessly beneath his thin trousers.

The asset demanded far more stimulation than he could currently think.

"Fufu... so how was life in the metropolitan area? I didn’t hear a single whisper about your return..." She stepped closer, intentionally showing her busty MILF charm toward him...not with her full effort but just enough to make Owen take a glance.

He had been the only young boy in the neighborhood back then, and Morenne had always possessed a deep fondness for Owen, adoring his quiet demeanor and handsome cute face.

He is a flower boy in the village since he was living the village...that’s why most of the MILFS around likes him.

Owen smiled, harboring zero doubts that she possessed an hidden agenda.

Her affection was so high and had already been flagged as a ’Special Interest’ by his system , indicating a far more profound beneath her casual demeanor.

"Hehe... I just arrived today, Aunt, so even my mom was caught completely off guard by my sudden arrival Aunt."

"Ohh... so that’s why she kept it a secret from me." She shifted her posture slightly, allowing Owen to admire her bust silhouette even through the fabric of her farming clothes.

Despite the rugged nature of her wardrobe, her voluptuous body was impossible to miss; her body practically demanded to be admired in all its glory.

The view was rendered even more provocative by her form fitting denim, which flawlessly accentuated her thick thighs and highlighted the perfectly rounded contour of her mound...the fruit itself.

It was a spectacular display of fully ripened beauty, ready for the harvest at any moment.

There’s no other man that can harvest that fruit...as her husband is just pathetic who can’t reach the true place.

’Heh... another name on the list. I am definitely not letting this mature goddess busy MILF slip away without securing my prize.’ Owen licked his lips internally, already celebrating the acquisition of another prime MILF awaiting his godly touch...and his harvesting rod,

Or maybe a harvesting pole.

"Fufu... so tell me about the experience. Is city life truly as exciting as they say?" she asked, genuinely curious about the worldly experiences of a sophisticated young man that’s seating in from of her.

"It has its moments, Aunt, but I think I’ve come to deeply appreciate this level of tranquility now," Owen replied honestly, thoroughly exhausted by his past corporate struggles back to Earth...his life is truly shit.

"Ohh... that is wonderful to hear. So you won’t be rushing back to the concrete jungle anytime soon? You’re staying for good?" She clasped her hands together, radiating genuine happiness at the prospect of his extended residency.

She had always delighted in teasing the formerly detached, bashful boy during his childhood, and those fond memories remained etched in her mind..

"That’s the current plan. I desperately need an long vacation first, Aunt..."

"Fufu... that is an excellent decision. How about I provide you with a personal tour of the village? A lot of things have changed around here while you were away." Morenne stood up, reaching down to playfully tug him along by his hands without a shred of hesitation.

"Hoh... then I shall gladly place myself in your capable hands Aunt." Owen absolutely adored such an assertive MILF.

A bold MILF was always the most rewarding.

"Fufu... you really are helpless~" Morenne mused, her spirits soaring. It seemed life in the quiet settlement was about to become infinitely more entertaining.

She even caught herself anticipating the possibilities as her gaze briefly darted between his legs.

Owen smirked at her subtle expression she made. If she was craving attention, he would gladly indulge her every whim.

He would fully refine her into a perfectly devoted companion, just like the legends foretold. Though the circumstances had evolved, one reality remained absolute: Morenne possessed a far wilder streak compared to Arielle, his mom.

Ding!

[MILF Quest Unlocked]

[Objective: Enjoy the moment with the blonde, busty Morenne.]

[Rewards: 2 MILF Tokens / 50 EXP]

[Failure Penalty: None ]

[Note: You need to approach this slowly, a slowburn (?)...a gradual build-up is ideal for bridging the gap and harvest her fruit! (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧]

Owen read the text in front of him, finding them amusing...at the same time funny.

The system’s advuce was quite surprising, explicitly suggesting a more, slowburn pacing for this specific encounter.

"Fufu... then let follow me to the absolute best spot I can recommend!" she exclaimed excitedly, thrilled that Owen was so readily complying with her selfish whims 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

’Looks like I get to claim the first site seeing with him, Arielle~’ she gloated silently, reveling in her small, wonderfully competitive victory.