Honestly, seeing a sexy and passionate milf like Countess Azalea made my cock rise with power.
Every slow step she took and the meaningful gaze she gave me made me believe she wanted to perform an intense 'ritual' tonight.
"Are you sure you want to do this here? Next to your resting daughter? In front of your husband's portrait?" I asked.
"...I don't think I need to answer much about that, Baron Atreus," she replied seductively, removing her shoes and dress.
She was wearing only a sexy, dark red blouse, the bottom of which was deliberately open so I could see her fresh, pink, shaved, and slightly juicy pussy.
An attractive offer, but for now I have to-
WHAM…!
Suddenly, my legs felt weak, causing me to sit on my knees.
My chest was heaving, making me feel like I was about to run out of breath.
I was sweating profusely, as if I had just performed an incredibly strenuous physical activity.
I calmed myself, regained my breath, and then stabilized.
