Feeling the tightness of his aunt's body, Arthas couldn't hold back any longer. The second love-making lasted nearly twenty minutes, which was quite remarkable considering he was a virgin.
During the moment of intense pleasure, he quickly thrust his hips, forcefully colliding with her soft flesh, stirring up the sweet juices inside her as if mixing a creamy sauce, enjoying the squelching sounds that came with her grip!
"Ah... Aunt... please give me a child!"
Arthas could no longer restrain himself, and the pleasure that had built up over twenty minutes erupted like a volcano. Hot semen was extracted from his throbbing sac, shooting out in bursts like bullets, accompanying the intense sensations travelling through his nerves and further amplifying the pleasure as they synchronized with her enticing body.
Lady Priscilla let out a muffled moan, silently trapping her nephew's waist with her full thighs, exerting herself to raise her ample rear, hoping to receive his sperm as much as possible. At that moment, she felt as if she was in heaven, completely disregarding any thoughts of pregnancy; she just wanted to close her eyes and savor this joy. The ejaculation lasted a full minute before Arthas finally stopped, lying on top of his aunt.
After two successive climaxes and the excitement of activating the system that night, his eyes grew heavy. Without even pulling out, he remained inside his aunt, he soon slipped into deep sleep. As Arthas started to snore, it was clear just how exhausted he was. Lady Priscilla opened her eyes in the darkness and turned to look at her nephew's handsome face, her expression complex. She liked her nephew and enjoyed teasing him, more so out of care as an elder to a junior.
She couldn't quite understand why tonight had taken such a strange turn, allowing her nephew into her body. Thankfully, she had pretended to be asleep, as that could avoid any embarrassments.
Feeling her stomach swell, she couldn't help but murmur, 'You naughty boy, you've shot so much inside!' However, her tone was merely playful, reminiscent of a wife complaining to her husband.
Lady Priscilla paused for a second, then chuckled after her realization, looking thoughtfully at the sleeping Arthas. After a while, she got up to wash in the bathroom, cleaning away the sweat and the semen that had flowed out of her. Once she made herself presentable while wearing a towel, she returned to bed, yawned, and fell into a light slumber.
The next morning, Arthas woke up early, noticing his aunt's curvaceous body in his arms. Her beauty was above average, even among noblewomen, resembling his mother, Lianne, but while his mother was tall and slender, nearly 1.75 meters, his aunt was only 1.65 meters tall, with generous curves that didn't appear overweight, feeling warm as she lay against him.
Observing the fine lines of crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, he couldn't resist stroking her stomach; the combination of slightly raised and soft flesh began to excite him. Leaning down, Arthas took his aunt's pussy lips into his mouth, noting a faint floral scent.
He remembered that last night he had ejaculated inside her twice, falling asleep immediately afterward without even cleaning up. Could the scent be from the shower she took after waking? Did she realize what had happened?
At that moment, Arthas felt a tingle of anxiety; if word got out, he would face reprimands, perhaps even confinement that could ruin his chances of gaining military power! In an instant, however, he composed himself.
Since his aunt hadn't woken him to question him, it seemed she accepted what happened, only hesitating due to her elder status. Did that mean he could continue to take advantage of this opportunity?
With renewed excitement, his member, well-rested, was now vigorous and ready! As he licked her swollen lips, Lady Priscilla was already awake, her face flushed but unsure how to respond.
If this confrontation happened now, it would surely create awkwardness between them. She had no children, so she genuinely cared for Arthas. Even the arrangement of Jaina's marriage was a connection she made for him.
She managed the trade in Kul Tiras and was close friends and colleagues with Admiral Daelin Proudmoore's wife, Katherine, which provided her with such excellent opportunities.
Soon, Arthas climbed back onto his aunt Priscilla's voluptuous body, skillfully spreading her beautiful legs apart. He propped her thighs open with his feet and placed his hands on the bed, one hand rubbing his member through her slick folds.
Once he found her enticing valley, he skillfully pushed deeper. With a 'pop', his member breached the outer lips and continuously penetrated her familiar, soft body!
The broad head of his member rubbed against her vaginal walls, stretching the tight entrance to unprecedented levels, delivering an unparalleled sense of fullness and stimulation that coursed through his entire body.
"Ah! So good!" Arthas sighed in delight, feeling the warmth of his aunt's body as her folds enveloped him snugly. He began to work with fervor. When a man is aroused, all it takes is an inviting opening to relieve his desires, rendering everything else insignificant.
Looking down, he saw his thick member stretching her lips wide open; in the dense black forest, a massive serpent was continuously diving in and out as her enticing body exaggeratedly gripped his member. The sight of their union was exhilarating for Arthas, causing him to quicken his thrusts. Lady Priscilla's breathing grew hurried, her legs involuntarily tightening, enhancing the pleasures while hoping her nephew would climax soon.
Here she was, in the early morning light, succumbing to her nephew's advances—something even seasoned exploiters of men would find slightly embarrassing. It left her feeling exposed, as if all her secrets had been laid bare before him.
"Oh, aunt... you're so wonderful... ah... I want you... every day... please become my wife... I want... you to have my child!" Arthas babbled as he thrust, knowing full well it was impossible, but showering his aunt, this goddess of fortune, with sweet nothing's would be very beneficial for his future. Everything is tied to money; with wealth comes power. Winning over his aunt could mean gaining both a mature lover and an ally—a win-win situation!