Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Black-haired MILF Solo Session!

"Fufu... at least you know that. But because I am your loving, caring, and even considerate wife... I will give you both proper time alone together! But... I expect to receive one hundred percent more interest later... fufu." Alice let go, but not before sinking her teeth into his skin, marking Quinn’s chest with a bite mark, she also loves hickeys!

"Hehe... I won’t disappoint you then! I will pound Lyra thoroughly before you even know it!..."

’Thank you, Alice... I really need to make up with Lyra right now.’

’Fufu... then don’t disappoint us then, Love.’

With that, Alice disappeared, utilizing her Ghost Fade skill to slip away silently.

As for the real reason why Alice chose to leave... well, she knew Lyra was quite shy about showing her pent-up feelings while someone else was watching.

It was better to make her squeal with all her might and fully release those hidden desires in private! Ever since they had met up with Alice, Quinn and Lyra hadn’t enjoyed a proper, uninterrupted one-on-one session, so dedicated time for each other was still the absolute best approach.

"I’ve got a really considerate second wife... wouldn’t you agree, my perverted Lyra~?"

"Mhmmnn... hehe, you better give her a pounding that she will remember forever when it’s her turn."

"Well, before that... I am going to completely satisfy your own libido! You’ve been drooling since the very beginning!"

"Hmph... enough talking! Do the work already!"

"Hehe... isn’t it a bit presumptuous and sacrilegious to do the deed right here?"

"Well... let’s become completely presumptuous then, and run wild like animals right here... Lilith won’t be able to walk for a while anyway... hehe." Lyra’s demeanor completely flipped upside down! She was already showing her wicked, wanton side.

Who in their right mind would do the deed right in front of the room owner’s fragile body? That required a skin as thick as the scales of the drake he had killed! Well, too bad for any sense of modesty... they were far past the point of being stopped now!

"Now, strip off your clothes... show me your voluptuous body, my dear perverted Lyra."

"Hmmnn... then strip yours too! I can’t be the only one doing all the work, right?"

"Well... that’s only fair!"

Quinn lifted Lyra’s body effortlessly, carrying her straight over to the sofa. They didn’t care in the slightest that this wasn’t their bedroom! Quinn stripped off his own clothes rapidly. As his perfectly sculpted, toned physique was fully exposed, it made Lyra gulp hard.

"Hehe... looking at me like that? Aren’t you being a bit too insatiable?"

At the same time, he slipped his hand beneath her remaining clothes, expertly finding his way toward her heavy breasts.

"Urghnnn..."

Lyra instinctively threw her left arm over her mouth to muffle her gasp, while her other hand worked frantically to discard the rest of her clothing.

"Hehe... I love tits... tits are life!" Quinn declared, his fingers clamping down and twisting her already rock-hard, erect nipples. They were stiff, sensitive, and practically begging for attention, much like they were craving to be sucked!

"Ugghnn... pinch it, Quinn! Yes!.. Ughnn... just like that!" Lyra shouted out, her mouth completely failing to contain the overwhelming rush of pleasure anymore.

Quinn was truly a master at executing this kind of wicked deed. His hands seemed specifically designed for exploring a woman’s body, knowing exactly how to handle these naughty things.

’Ohh... when will Lyra finally get pregnant? I want to suck some real milk so bad!...’ Quinn never stopped his relentless teasing.

She was practically begging for it, and he was more than happy to oblige.

Being with her was never a chore. From the moment they had first bonded until now, Lyra had never lost her unique, intoxicating charisma; in fact, it had only deepened into something far finer as time passed. She was much like a fine wine that had been carefully stored for decades, perfectly fermented to create a top-tier masterpiece.

"Do you like this, Lyra?"

"Yes.... twist it just like that!... urghnnn." Lyra’s eyes were completely glassy with delight, her features contorting into a beautifully warped expression as she savored every single drop of ecstasy and pleasure!

She knew that opportunities to have a good time with each other would likely happen less and less in the future as their challenges grew, so she wanted to savor every single moment.

"Ugghnn... will you really suck them, Quinn... if I get milk?..."

"Are you even asking that? I could suck them all night and all day, especially with these incredibly perverted nipples of yours!"

"So... you really like my tits... I’m so happy." Lyra smiled beautifully, absolutely loving getting compliments from Quinn. Her personality completely flipped whenever she was alone with him, shedding her rigid exterior to reveal the needy woman underneath, especially when they were engaged in this intense deed!

She could scarcely imagine that she was the same person who, before all of this, would have found this kind of behavior entirely scandalous. But now? She was the one actively asking for it... she wanted to receive everything he had to offer!

"Then..." Quinn gently guided her body, repositioning her on the sofa cushions so she was kneeling formally in a traditional Japanese seize posture.

"Now that you’ve stripped down completely, how about you give me another tit job? I haven’t been able to forget that incredible feeling, Lyra!"

"Hehe... you really are hopeless, so how could I possibly reject your plea?"

Lyra brought her hands together, squeezing her massive, melon-sized breasts tight against each other, compressing the soft flesh to create a deep, suffocatingly tight valley between them.

"H-honey... shove it in." Lyra looked up at him through her eyelashes, trying her best to project a reassuring, seductive face.

’Holy mother of God! She was already erotic enough as a dummy, but this?! Being called honey is a whole new level of dangerous!’ His mind raced wildly.

Hearing that specific term of endearment drop from her lips for the very first time struck his subconscious like a heavy sledgehammer, shattering what little restraint he had left.

"Why... did you suddenly call me honey for the first time?..." Quinn asked, his voice thick with arousal as he slowly guided the tip of his cock into the tight, burning friction of the valley between her tits.