Lyra''s honey-colored eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the handsome, yet sinister, young man standing before her. Her heart raced as the implications of his words sank in.

    "W-wait... I... I don''t believe it. Arden... he would never do such a thing!"

    She stammered, as Lucian guided her hands to rub his cock slowly.

    Lucian''s crimson eyes narrowed, his grip on her hand tightening slightly, making her gasp,

    "Do you really want to test that theory? Or would you rather be... more ''cooperative''?"

    Lyra''s breath caught in her throat as she realized the gravity of the situation. Fear rose in her heart as she thought how much she could lose if the Azure Sword Sect were to find out.

    "What... what evidence do you have?"

    she still persisted.

    "Evidence?! Does someone in a high position even need such a thing? And if you really want it, just search your son. He has a powder called Crimson Butterfly Powder. I don''t know what it''s used for, but given his nature, it can''t be anything good, right?"

    Lucian replied slowly, locking eyes with Lyra.

    Lyra bit her rosy lip, her honey-colored eyes welling with unshed tears.

    Being a pharmacist, she was well aware of the effects of that drug.

    She muttered, her voice trembling,

    "Just because he has such powder, doesn''t mean he will use it? My son wouldn''t do such a thing!"

    Lucian arched an eyebrow,

    "Do you really want to take that chance? You see, I''m not forcing you. So you can choose whether to corporate or not?"

    Whether it was real or not, she couldn''t take any chances.

    Her heart raced as she stared at Lucian''s crimson eyes. Slowly, reluctantly, she nodded,

    "Ok... I... I''ll be cooperative. Just... please... don''t tell anyone about this. And promise me that it''ll a one time thing!"

    Lucian smirked, his grip on her hand loosening slightly.

    "That''s a smart choice, Lyra,"

    he said,

    "Now, I want you to stroke it. Show me how much you appreciate my silence."

    Lyra slowly sank to her knees on the smooth wooden floor, her thin towel slipping down to bunch around her inner thighs. She wasn''t wearing any panties under the tower, so the movement revealed her p*ssy, which was adorned with a dark, curly hair.

    Her long black wet hair cascaded over her shoulders, accentuating the conflicted look in her honey-colored eyes.

    As she knelt before Lucian, her chubby breasts swayed gently, their fullness barely contained by the loosening towel. Her nipples, visible through the thin fabric, had hardened from a mixture of the cool air and her unwanted lust.

    The candlelight cast flickering shadows across her soft, milky-white skin, highlighting the curves of her voluptuous body.

    With trembling hands, Lyra''s reached out to grasp Lucian''s thick dick. Her slender fingers could barely wrap around his penis.

    Strokeee~ ruubbb~

    Squeeze~

    As she began to peel Lucian''s fore-skin up and down, she couldn''t help but think:

    ''Why is it... blood red? I didn''t noticed it before but it''s... even bigger than my husband...''

    Lucian grinned as he noticed how Lyra''s breathing was becoming hurried and her eyes only focusing on his fucktool,

    "Are you thinking about how it''s so much bigger than your husband''s?"

    Lyra''s cheeks flushed, her honey-colored eyes widening in shock at his blunt question. She quickly averted her gaze, but her hands continued their movements, stroking his cock gently.

    "N-no, I wasn''t..."

    she stammered unconvincingly, her voice barely above a whisper.

    Lucian chuckled, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement. He reached down, gently grasping her chin and tilting her face up to meet his gaze.

    "There''s no need to lie, Lyra. I can see it in your eyes. I can see you''re a cock-hungry bitch! See~"

    As he said Lucian used his right big toe to enter between her legs and directly rubbed her curly pubes,

    "See... it''s already quite wet!"

    "Ah~!"

    Lucian taunted, his words like a spear piercing into Lyra''s heart.

    She felt her body heating up, and her nipples began to tingle, hardening under his gaze.

    "I can make you feel than your husband ever could... make you feel like a woman again..."

    Before Lyra could protest further, Lucian pressed his cock into her mouth, cutting off her words.

    Thruuuuust–!!!

    Her eyes widened in shock, as she felt his thick cock sliding down her throat. She gagged, her honey-colored eyes welling with water.

    "Mmmhhh~!! Ohogg~! Gaggh~!"

    Lucian chuckled, his crimson eyes gleaming with lust,

    "That''s right... just like that... suck it... suck my cock... fuckkk... your mouth is so fuckingg tighttt...."

    Lyra could barely breathe, her airway completely blocked by his throbbing cock.

    She gasped, tears streaming down her cheeks — tears of pleasure.

    "Hggghhhh~! N-noo... it''s... too big..."

    Lucian ignored her protests, his hands gripping her hair tightly. He thrust his hips, fucking her mouth-p*ssy mercilessly.

    Thrust... Thrust.... Slap... Thrust...

    With each thrust, his balls kissed her chin.

    ''Why... why does it feel so good? This... this is so wrong!''

    Lyra thought, as she felt her pussy growing wetter with each thrust.

    "Ohhh shiitt... Lyra... use your tongue more... yess... like that.... fuukk..."

    She unconsciously gripped Lucian butt, pushing him deeper inside her mouth, and did exactly what he asked.

    "That''s it... take it all in... let me fuck that tight little throat of yours..."

    Lucian murmured, his crimson eyes glazed over with lust.

    Squelch~ Squelch~

    Guhk~ ohggh~ thrust~

    Lyra moaned muffledly, her honey-colored eyes rolling back in pleasure as Lucian continued to pump his cock in and out of her throat.

    Pah! Puh!

    Slurp~ slurppp~ sluuuurp...!

    Suddenly, Lucian pulled out, his cock slick with her spit. He grinned, his crimson eyes gleaming with mischief.

    He didn''t c*m because he wanted to make this Milf willingly spread her hole''s lips to take his cock. He would make her desperate, but wouldn''t let her c*m untill she begged for.

    "You liked that, didn''t you? I saw how you were practically drooling over my cock..."

    Lucian remarked, chuckling.

    Lyra shook her head vehemently, her cheeks flushed with shame,

    "No... I didn''t... I''m... I''m not a sl*t..."

    Lucian grinned, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement,

    "If you say so..."

    He then stood up and knelt between her legs, his hands gripping her creamy thighs. His hand brushed against her wet pubes making her gasp.

    "What... what are you doing?!"

    Lyra asked, her honey-colored eyes widening in shock.

    Lucian smirked, his crimson eyes glinting with lust,

    "isn''t it only right that I also lick you?"

    "Ehh! But... that''s... no... it''s cheating... there''s no need..."

    "Then, why are you spreading your legs?"

    Ignoring her fake protests, Lucian buried his face between her legs, his tongue brushing against her dark hair.

    "Ahhh~! wait... I''ve not cleaned it... it''s dirty... mphh..."