"Tsk…" Nathan felt uneasy, but his private blade couldn't hold back any longer. His pants—still dirty but not too badly—were slightly bulging, revealing the tightly curved shape of his Private Blade, as if it was eager to show off its frustrated bluntness.
"C'mon… Sweetie," Milky Mommy offered her milky mounds, her right hand then gently caressing Nathan's face like a mother looking at her adorable baby.
Lilith's body proportions—taller and more superior than that of an average human—made Nathan look even more helpless in front of Milky Mommy. Milky Mommy bit her lip, as if teasingly obsessed with Nathan's face, then pinched his cheek.
"Aw…" Nathan turned his face away. This is embarrassing, tsk… damn it, he thought angrily, but his eyes still peeked at the milky mounds—so bouncy and filled with an unnatural kind of affection.
