’Because he wants to enter there?’

Helen’s mind flared, tracing the direction of Miles’ eyes, she realized that he was referring to her pussy.

’How could he?’ she thought with doubt, biting her lips, tears pooled at the corner of her eyes, one of joy. She was completely smitten.

"...my pussy?" She struggled to say the exact words but did anyway. If Miles got hard thinking about her old pussy, why wouldn’t she.

Emboldened by her words, Miles nodded.

" Yes your pussy... If I may, I want to put this inside so bad and fuck your pussy."

Miles said, his voice laced with hunger.

Helen rapidly blinked her eyes.

’He actually said it, he said it.’

She bit her lips and became shy.

" Okay... let’s do it...." She paused silent staring at his reassuring gaze and continued, "... Fuck me."

It was a wonder how a massage session had spiralled into this but it was all Miles had hoped for.

He shifted and moved in between her legs, grabbing her stiff lower legs, he pulled her to the edge, her legs spread around him and met her struggling gaze.

"Are... aren’t you going to use a condom?" She asked guilty, shifting her eyes away from him.

’Hehehe, fuck condoms, I gotta feel that juicy mature pussy wrapped tight around my dick with every slip inside of you.’

Now that the distance between them was very short due to being positioned between her legs, Miles leaned forward and placed his hand tinted with precum from his dick, on her face. Making her tilt in his direction as he stared at her eyes.

"Why should I use a condom?"

Helen blushed and avoided his gaze, unwilling to answer his questions.

But Miles didn’t need her to, he traced his across her cheek, and said...

"The longer a wine is brewed the finer its taste and possess outstanding quality... Miss, you’ve aged like fine wine, I can’t resist the allure. Your pussy is so tasty that I want to dip my dick inside there and fill the juice soak my cock."

’Juice?’

Helen’s heart thumped so rapidly that Miles could hear even from inches away.

In her dazed state as she replayed his words, he leaned lower and placed a kiss on her neck, caressing it lewdly with his tongue that she jerked, and instinctively placed her hand on his head, gasping as she melted under the sensation.

" Ahhhhhhhh! Hmmmmmm." She moaned in between feeling his seething hot rod pressed against her belly. She was completely hooked, but unfortunately Miles began to pull back despite her strength filled grip to keep him at it.

"Hmmm–. Hmmm–. Hmmm–." Helen inhaled, panting as her blurry eyes stared at his possessive gaze taking every inch of her upper body.

Before she could realise, Miles moved one of his fingers to her lips and she intuitively sucked on it like a bitch. When she tasted the slimy taste on it which was of her fluid and his precum, her eyes widened.

’Did I just?...’

Strangely, she loved it and couldn’t form any resistance, she kept sucking his index finger.

’She just made things worse.’

Watching her suck his finger, Miles dick nodded and an idea popped in his head.

"Good girl?"

He slapped her chin lightly with his other hand and pulled out his finger.

Helen froze realizing what he had just said.

’Did he just call me a good girl?’ she thought, not mistaken.

Her heart felt jittery, a never felt desire to please Miles in order to earn his approval began to bloom within her. The next moment, she felt Miles’ grip on her folded shirt.

" Just need to take this off so I can watch the sight of your wonderful boobs jiggle."

Hearing such a compliment, Helen nodded foolishly and arched her shoulders in order for him to pull it up.

Miles didn’t waste time pulling it off in a blink.

Seeing it was just her pantie left, Helen blushed cutely at the thought. Instead of cold, she felt the warmth of his heated breath crawling on her boobs.

Since she had done hers, Miles swiftly pulled off his Masseur outfit and was left nude before her gaze. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

’Such athletic frame. He must be an athlete.’

Helen blushed, her face seething red.

Now that the barrier a was gone, they could directly feel the warmth of each other’s skin.

As they stood, Miles above between her legs and her lying on her back with her legs spread around him. Helen felt nervous and thrilled. She wanted that dick. His hard pulsating cock to enter her, to fuck her her.

She bit her lips as the moment passed in silence, contemplating she should grab it and stroke it instead first before they began. But before she could summon the courage to do so, Miles raised her legs, his hand hooking the back of her knee, where she couldn’t feel his blissful touch due to the stroke.

Meanwhile at this moment, Miles let the system’s holographic screen guide him to release the pressure so she could use her feet again. Well, to be more honest, it was for the specific purpose for her to be able to wrap her legs around him properly.

[Roughly rub the popliteal region and hold it still with a deep, firm press for 5 seconds and let go .] →↓

The instructions read.

Suddenly, after he let go, Helen gasped and felt inexplicably free for the first time. in years. For a moment, she couldn’t understand the rush of joy till she realized that she could now feel her toes again.

’I can... I can feel my toes?!’

Helen screamed inwardly, her eyes darted from Miles dick to his face and saw the grin on his face.

She couldn’t believe it, in her heart a heavy feeling of debt formed as tears rolled from the corner of her eyes. But before she could relish the renewed sensation– A ripping sound echoed through the room, followed by an erotic gasp.