Leah's gaze pierces into my soul, as if she already knows the answers to the questions that I myself am struggling to comprehend. Her eyes are deep wells of emotion as we remain seated on the bed in silence, the weight of her stare growing heavier, pressing down on me from all sides. The conundrum of fatherhood hangs over me like a cloud. I gulp, pressure building inside me. I find myself in a pinch that requires a quick resolution, but I’m stuck with no solution in sight. I frantically search for a way out of the problem, but my mind is as blank as a canvas. The pressure continues to mount as time ticks away with no progress. I don't know what to say. Am I the father? Is Wrenn the father? [It’s quite a dilemma, isn`t it?]At least one thing is clear to me. I am left to navigate through this minefield on my own as System won’t provide any assistance.[You speak now for both you and Wrenn. So I don’t understand why you are not telling her the truth]Taking a deep breath, I meet Lea

Alex is a virgin alright. Even if she’s soaking wet after what Naomi did to her, I still have a hard time inserting into her pussy even one finger coated in the widow’s saliva. I try to be gentle as I slowly work my way inside her.Her faint moans of pleasure show me she is enjoying the experience. She gulps when my index finger goes all the way inside her. Her walls tighten, clamping down on the first thing that has ever penetrated her. I wiggle my finger a bit, stretching the walls. She moans again and whimpers as I slide my finger in and out. I move my other hand over her chest and between her tits, holding her down to the bed.Taken by surprise when Naomi lowers to suck my cock, I join Alex’s moans. The widow, with a gentle yet determined gaze, embraces her role as a caregiver. She effortlessly tends to my every need and desire, intuitively understanding my needs. I move my leg so that my knees are on either side of her hips, her back against the bed frame. My hips start rocking

As I take my first step into the grand hall, the echoes of my footsteps reverberate over the floor’s polished wood. The council members, adorned in intricate robes of royal blue and gleaming gold, are engaged in intense discussions, their voices blending into a symphony of passionate discourse. Excitement and nervousness are battling in a tumultuous tango of excitement inside me. Time has passed since the events that brought me here, and now I stand on the precipice of a new chapter in my life. In the center of the hall, a long, polished table stretches out, flanked by plush chairs where the council members sit. As I take my place among them, I notice the anticipation in their eyes. The king, who used to preside over these meetings with a commanding presence, is now absent. As rumors of his illness have been circulating, I, as the crown prince living inside the palace, can attest to their truth. His health has suddenly nosedived a few weeks ago. I have personally witnessed the wan

“No!” I yell as the Goddess opens her mouth. The jar holding my System’s essence dangerously tilts, almost spilling over the edge and onto that fucking glutton’s tongue. “I want Cindy to remain my System until the end of my challenges. I have no interest in a new system, no matter how good it is.”“Interesting…” The Goddess stops smiling and leans forward to look at me better.The skeleton hands holding her tits stretch, allowing her to give me an even better look at her cleavage. “What if I’d let you touch me however you want… Would you let me eat Cindy in exchange for a chance to have me?”I can't believe this irresistible Goddess tantalizes me with every move she makes. Her beauty is beyond compare. But System… System means more than just carnal desires.“No, I want MY System back!”The Goddess shudders, a bit taken aback by my outburst. “Fine!” she huffs displeased. “You can have your puny System back.”A fine line of smokey gray dust rises from the jar and spreads across the

As Arthur's father concludes his speech, his words hang in the air, their impact sinking deep. Like a burst of energy, the applause erupts like a roaring ocean wave, crashing against the walls and reverberating through every corner. With the sound of clapping ringing in my ears, I follow Simon to a table in the corner. I seat myself while he leaves and comes back with two glasses of what appears to be sparkling wine. I open my mouth to ask him what it is, but he beats me to it. “Oh, what a goddess! I’ll be right back, Arthur,” Simon says, his eyes following a captivating, seductive girl donning a sleek black leather suit and stunning white boots.He abruptly springs out of the shadowy corner where he was seated. Eagerly, he dashes towards her. They share a hug and disappear into the crowd. I stare at the drinks he left on the table and sigh. My eyes gravitate towards the enchanting chandelier suspended above, mesmerizing in its brilliance. However, my focus abruptly shifts as I am