Only I love Milfs Transmigrated to a World Where Milfs are Hated

Eren reeled back, jolting from the sudden intensity of her assault—But Shaula didn't let up.

Her mouth moved with unrelenting hunger. Inside, her tongue curled and pulled against his.

Outside, their lips were locked in slick, feverish heat—moisture mixing with every gasp.

Shaula's hands clutched at his shoulders, then slid around him, pulling him closer. Her clothes—soaked through with sweat—clung to her skin, and when she pressed against him, her breasts crashed into his bare, taut chest.

She pushed harder, body trembling with heat.Her sweat smeared onto him, every movement rubbing more of her onto his skin.

Below, their bodies aligned.Eren's cock—thick and rigid—brushed up against her.The tip pressed softly against her damp slit, already soaked with arousal.Her wetness glistened along his shaft, coating him with her own arousal through the damp fabric.

In response to the assault of his cock and the tingling of her quivering pussy, Shaula pushed forward—Her folds wrapped along either side of his shaft, thighs clamping tightly around him, trapping Eren in her heated grip.

He stood frozen—entranced, locked into her rhythm.Below, her slick heat trembled atop his cock, separated only by the soaked barrier of her clothes.Her arousal seeped through the fabric, coating him in her essence—warm, wet.

Above, her arms held him tight.Her mouth devoured his—kissing him deep, hard, desperate.Tongues tangled.Gasps slipped through.

Their mixed saliva spilled from the corners of their mouths, dripping freely down their chins.But neither of them cared.

Eren just took it all in—A tongue that wasn't his own dancing in his mouth,A pussy—not one of his three partners—already poised to devour his cock,And between them, her breasts—soft, heavy, pressing into him with every breath, every subtle shift.

Shaula's hardened peaks rubbed against his bare chest—taut, aching, demanding attention.

She noticed his gaze.His eyes weren't on her lips, or her face—But fixed, fully, on her bust.

And she smirked.

Finally… someone who actually wanted these useless big things, she thought,things I never even asked for.

She pulled back, her lips parting from his—A slick string of mixed saliva stretching between their mouths, glistening as it trailed.

Shaula casually wiped it away with a single finger—A simple motion that made Eren twitch beneath her, the tension below flaring.

In response, Shaula tightened her grip—thighs locking down—hard around his length, squeezing him tight.She sucked in a slow breath, the heat rising between them.

The tightness between her thighs could've easily rivaled what he'd feel inside her.

Then, without a word, she slid her fingers beneath the edges of her top—Her dress draped and clinging to her waist—And began to peel the last barrier away.

Her perky, full nipples sat atop a generous bust—came visible.

Shaula leaned forward, fingers sliding through Eren's damp hair—tangled, trembling—as she whispered, barely audible:"Here."

She pressed his face into her chest, guiding him directly to her tapioca.The softness of her skin enveloped him, her grip firm yet pleading.

Eren understood.Shaula had already set the rhythm.

And now—it was his turn to give in.

He parted his lips, tongue already ready to work.Then he latched on—mouth sealing around her bud.His lips tightened, forming a deep, hungry seal around the stiff peak.

He suckled.Hard.Slow at first, then firmer—drawing in more of her with every pull.The sounds—wet, deliberate—were impossible to ignore.Each suction echoed faintly through the clearing.

Velira watched with a smirk.

Eren sucked harder, letting his teeth graze just slightly—just enough to make Shaula gasp.

A deep moan escaped her lips, uncontrolled,Her back arched in response—hips twitching—body quivering as she gave herself fully to the sensation.

"That's it," she breathed,"That's what I've been missing all these years."

With a sudden surge of need, Shaula yanked Eren closer—fingers buried deep in his hair, pulling tight, almost painfully so.She pressed his face harder into her chest, her nipple slipping from his mouth and returning again, slick and swollen from his attention.The waves of stimulation crashed through her, stealing her balance—Her knees gave out.

She started to fall—But Eren caught her.

His arms wrapped around her back in a swift motion, holding her up with ease.

Shaula gasped—Her body reacting on its own, her legs locking tightly around his waist.The motion brought them chest to chest.

She let him continue—licking, suckling, caressing her breasts.Every touch lit sparks behind her eyes.She arched her back into him, moaning softly, her fingers tangling harder into his hair, anchoring him to her pleasure.

"That's it," Shaula whispered—her voice barely audible, lost in the haze of her own heat."Hard..." she breathed, her words shaky, desperate.She tugged at Eren's hair, pulling him in—pressing his mouth tightly to her swollen nipple."Hard, Eren."

And Eren followed.

He opened his mouth, parted his lips wider—Then let his teeth sink gently onto her stiff, sensitive peak.Chomping—making her cry out.

Shaula moaned—loud and unrestrained—The sound tore from her throat, raw and needy.

Her body shuddered in his arms,Her hips jerked, crashing forward in rhythmless spasms, as she—came.

A sudden gush soaked through the thin fabric of her panties—Her release splashing onto Eren's waist and thighs as he held her, still locked in his embrace.

She trembled violently, legs clinging to him,her body twitching through the aftershocks.

In return, Eren didn't stop—He bit down harder, teeth tugging at her stiffened nipple, pulling it with aching slowness.

Shaula jolted—A muffled moan tried to escape her lips, as her hand clamped over her mouth, catching it.

Her eyes glistened—tears brimming at the corners from the overwhelming rush of sensation.Her neck arched back in surrender,body trembling in his arms—her waist twitching uncontrollably,limbs slack, powerless under the heat crashing through her.

Each bite—each pull on her aching bud—sent fresh waves through her core,making her knees buckle and her breaths come in broken gasps.

Eren—his shaft already pressing against Shaula's butt through the drenched fabric—couldn't hold back any longer.He gave in.

With a sudden drop, he let her fall—hard.Her weight impaled her onto him, his length forcing its way into her tightest hole.

A deep, guttural cry tore from Shaula's throat, raw and primal.The sheer girth of him, combined with the cling of the soaked fabric, made every inch feel amplified.

Her asshole stretched—wider, wider than she ever thought it could—first taking only the tip,but then gravity did the rest.Her earlier climax, the slick heat spilling from her pussy, acted as lube—and his cock slid all the way in until she was fully seated on him.

Shaula convulsed, body arching as she crashed down,the drenched fabric of her pants now soaking through completely, dripping with her arousal.

Her asshole quivered desperately, instinctively trying to close—but Eren's thick shaft was buried deep, blocking it from sealing shut,forcing her to take him to the last inch.

Shaula's hole clenched hard around him, milking Eren's shaft with every quiver.His breath caught—his body already overworked, still sore from Alayne's earlier attention—and he sucked in air through his teeth, trying desperately to hold back his release.

He had already forced himself to push the climax down—but fate, it seemed, had other plans.

From the front, Velira approached.Her hips swayed with each slow, measured step—deliberate, teasing—until she stood close, her breath brushing warmly over Shaula's nape.

Her eyes, sharp and knowing, locked onto Eren's.

"Don't take her first-ever load from her," Velira said, her tone calm.

Then, without hesitation, she hooked her fingers into Shaula's pants, tearing it apart with a swift motion.She slid one finger along Shaula's spine, teasing,before using both hands to part her cheeks—spreading her wide, exposing her fully.

The fabric gave way.A sharp tear sliced through the silence as Velira yanked hard—ripping the dress apart, the soaked cloth trapped between Eren's shaft and Shaula's flesh finally tearing free.

It peeled away in strands, and with it, the last barrier vanished.Shaula's bare, quivering entrance—hot and desperate—met Eren's worked-up shaft directly.

No fabric. No filter. Just raw, wet heat.

Her inner walls clenched tight around him—tight, unrelenting—and Eren, already strained from earlier with Alayne, finally broke.

The soft, pulsing friction of her bare flesh wrapped around him, and all his earlier restraint—the gasps, the grit, the swallowed groans—crumbled.Every ounce of effort to hold back—shattered in an instant.

Eren jerked hard, a deep, guttural groan ripping from his throat, muffled by clenched teeth.His hips slammed upward, driving himself fully into Shaula—impaling her to the very base.

The release hit him like a wave.Hot, forceful, unrelenting—pouring into her as he pushed deep, holding her there, grinding through every last spasm.

Shaula's body convulsed in his arms, jerking, trembling with every pulse.Her gasp broke into a cry, a moan so loud it filled the clearing and echoed off.She quivered, back arched, as Eren finished inside her—stuffing her full, every drop buried deep.

From the side, Velira simply watched.Her smile widened, eyes glinting in the light.One hand had already wandered between her legs, finger brushing over her own soaked entrance.

"My turn…"

The words were barely audible, carried away on the cool breeze—but her smirk said everything.