Transmigrated As An SSS Ranked MILF Overlord-Chapter 47: ...Sin(2)(R18+)[Bonus]

Steve's hands claimed the fullness of her ass, each palm molding to a cheek like they belonged there.

He squeezed slowly at first, fingers sinking into the soft, generous flesh.

Her curves spilled between his fingers—plush, warm, impossibly decadent. He kneaded them with a quiet hunger, pulling her closer with every caress, like he couldn't get enough.

Then he started to move her—guiding her body back, dragging her hips toward him, dragging that perfect round ass into his grip with growing urgency.

Each motion was deliberate, hungry, reverent. The softness of her flesh yielded to him, and he groaned as he gripped her harder, his hands growing more demanding, more possessive.

Tonya melted into it, lost in the rhythm of his touch.

Her lips stayed on his—soft, feverish kisses pulling from her as her body rocked against his.

She kissed him deeper, her hips pressing firmly into him.

"Mmmm... mmm yes." she whispered between kisses, her voice trembling with pleasure.

'Just like that, Steve... I don't know why, but I've been craving this for so long. And now... now I don't want to lose it.'

It was most probably induced by the potion filled meat Steve had served them, but still, it was all worth it.

As she pressed herself harder against him, she felt it— his familiar lengthy cock- firm, thick, unmistakable.

His cock throbbed against the soft warmth of her soft thighs, only thin layers of fabric separating them.

Her thighs shifted, brushing along the shape of his cock, and her breath caught.

'He's big.' The thought alone sent heat rushing through her, a deep throb beginning between her legs.

Still, she didn't stop. She couldn't.

And neither did he.

Steve's hands never left her body—squeezing her ass, gripping harder, dragging her against him so she could feel every inch of his huge cock.

The thick, heavy weight of his length pressed against her, impossible to ignore.

Steve didn't stop—his hands stayed locked on her ass, squeezing and molding the soft, generous flesh like it was his only tether to reality.

Their mouths stayed fused, breath mingling, lips moving in a slow, fevered rhythm that refused to break.

Her hands slid down his arms, fingertips tracing the lines of his strength until they reached his hands.

She gently clasped them—her touch light, intimate—and guided them lower.

He didn't resist. He followed her lead, his palms dragging down her curves with greedy reverence.

Then her fingers found the hem of his pants. Slowly, almost teasingly, she began to undo them—untangling fabric, tugging, pulling.

He helped, their movements frantic but purposeful, and clothes began to fall around them in a careless heap.

Her garment slipped from her body with a soft rustle as he untied it, his hands rough, impatient.

And then—bare. Skin to skin. No barriers. No pause. Only need.

Tonya pressed herself against him again, and this time he felt everything—the warm weight of her full massive breasts crushed to his chest, her nipples hard and needy against his skin.

Her soft ass still filled his hands, and between her legs, the heat radiated like a flame. She was burning for him.

She kissed him harder, with more urgency, hips rolling against him, every inch of her body crying out for more.

And Steve—God, he wanted all of her.

His hands returned to her ass, squeezing, claiming, fingers digging in as he pulled her closer.

The weight, the softness, the way her body yielded—it was driving him wild.

His breath hitched, his thoughts turned to flame, and as he firmly gripped her fat ass one last time, letting out a low, possessive groan.

Then, without a word, he lifted her—his fingers buried in the curve of her ass—and placed her on the edge of the kitchen counter.

The cool surface met her bare skin with a hiss, but she didn't flinch.

She only opened her legs slightly, inviting him in, her eyes heavy with lust, her body aching for everything that was about to happen.

She had never done this before—yet somehow, it felt natural. As if her body already knew what to do, what it craved.

Her legs parted instinctively, the heat of her already swollen vulva pulsing with need.

She welcomed him closer, her breaths shallow, lips parted, and eyes hazy with anticipation.

Steve leaned in, pressing soft, lingering kisses along her collarbone, then her throat, then back to her lips.

Her hand slid down his torso, tracing the hard lines of muscle until it found his fully hardened cock—thick, long, and hot in her palm.

Ohww

She gasped, the sound soft and breathy, almost surprised by the weight of him in her hand. But she didn't stop.

Her fingers curled around his shaft, stroking it gently at first, then a little more firmly. The way it throbbed in her grasp made her pulse race.

It was daring, yes—but she wanted to know how he would feel inside her....or rather, She needed to know.

Steve's breath caught as her strokes continued. Then, with a groan that rumbled from deep in his chest, he pulled her closer, one hand rising to claim the full swell of one of her breasts.

"There they are." he murmured, almost reverently.

"I've missed these."

He cupped them, kneaded them, thumbs circling her stiff sexy nipples.

Her breasts were plush and heavy, warm and irresistible in his hands. He couldn't get enough—squeezing, caressing, and savoring the feel of her against him.

At the same time, his other hand returned to her ass, gripping the generous curves like he never wanted to let go.

She kept stroking him, faster now, her gaze locked to his, pupils wide and dark with desire.

They were both unraveling, slowly, deliciously.

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