"Goddess?. Milf?". Inquires Verulkya with confusion. "Cherished Nephew Vruck, you haven't divert your gaze from me… , Oh!. I. I'm flattered… , But. I don't meet most of the requirements to become a Goddess. And a MILF i will become, only if you impregnate me".
"I certainly have the desire, Verulkya". I peck her plump maroon lips. "Don't tempt me".
"I'm not going to promise anything, Vurckair. But for you…". She ruffles my hair. "For you i can wait until you put five descendants in each of my Daughters-in-law".
"That's oddly specific".
"You are overthinking, Vruck". The Hot Aunt snaps her fingers, cleaning the entire room, not just us, removing any remaining traces of sexy fluids and fragrances.
She fixes her Adarga. "Don't take long, dinner is about to be served". Warns Verulkya, disappearing from the dorm.
{Does she has to always be a show-off?. I'm not complaining, but she could have taken us with her}.
