I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Julian chucked, clearly enjoying every moment of her submission. He leaned in close and whispered "Do you now?"

His hand came down on her ass with a resounding smack, the sting of it jolting through her entire body.

"Mmhhhh!" she gasped, her breath hitching as the sharp pain of the slap burned through her. The sensation mixed with the overwhelming heat that was building within her, making it impossible to think clearly.

"So much… you don't know how much," she spat back.

"You came... came out of nowhere... destroyed my whole—" She gasped, the words breaking apart as Julian slammed into her again, her body jerking with the force of it. "Ahhh!" she cried out.

Julian smiled, the satisfaction in his expression clear as he saw her struggling to maintain her control, "Go on, continue," he said.

Her voice trembled, each word coming out more broken than the last. "You… humili… humi... mmhhhh… me…" she moaned. "In front of… of my son..."

Before she could continue, Julian's hand came down again with a sharp spank. "Ahh!" she gasped.

Julian's hands moved to her swaying breasts, gripping them roughly, his fingers pinching and playing with her nipples. The sensation was too much. She felt her body involuntarily respond, a shudder running through her as he manipulated her.

"I… I… hate…" she gasped, the words barely making it past her lips.

Julian twisted her nipples harder, "Mmmhhh..." she moaned, the sound escaping her throat before she could stop it.

Julian leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear as he teased, "Does your husband do you like this?"

His words dripped with mockery, each one designed to twist the knife deeper inside her.

The thought of her husband while enduring this... humiliation was almost too much to bear, but the question lingered in her mind, twisting the knife further.

At the same time, Julian's relentless fucking continued. "Mmmmmhhh..." she moaned. The moan felt like a confession, like an admission of everything she was trying to deny.

Julian's hands retreated from her breasts, moving lower to her clit. She jolted at the sudden contact, a shock of pleasure rushing through her as his fingers stroked her.

"Mmmhhh… yes…" she gasped, the pleasure too much to control, but she immediately tried to mask it, "I... ha... hate you…" she whispered, though her own hands reached for her breasts, unable to resist the urge to play with her nipples.

"Mmhhh…" she moaned again, her body reacting against her will, every movement betraying the words she tried to say.

Julian laughed, enjoying her conflict, the way her body was giving in even though her mind tried to resist.

"See? You're enjoying the way I'm fucking you," Julian mocked, his voice dripping with cruel satisfaction.

"No... no! I... I'm not," she gasped. But contradicting herself, she took her own nipple between her fingers and pulled it into her mouth, her tongue flicking it, the sensation only intensifying the torment inside her.

She was close, so close that her fingers dug into the sheets, her grip tightening as the pressure inside her built to an unbearable level.

Julian's smirk curled at the edges of his lips as he sensed it. "Are you about to cum?" he teased.

She stayed silent, her chest heaving with breaths that were too loud in the stillness of the tent. Shame flooded her at the thought of admitting it, her body betraying her in ways she couldn't control.

Julian laughed low, savoring the effect his words had on her. He slowed his thrusts, dragging her pleasure out painfully.

Her anger flared, and with a sudden surge of frustration, she turned to look at him, her eyes wide with shock and rage. Her hips instinctively pushed forward, desperate to feel the release that seemed just out of reach.

Julian, however, didn't change his movements. He slowed even more, drawing out the sensation in a way that felt like pure torture.

"What are you doing?" she spat, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and helplessness. "Do you plan on torturing me even more?" she hissed, fury lacing her words.

Her hips bucked against him, trying to force him into a deeper rhythm, but he held her in place, teasing her with that painful slowness, knowing how much it was driving her mad.

Julian's hands cupped her ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he squeezed, feeling it jiggle beneath his grip.

"Admit it," he taunted. "How good it feels."

Her face flushed with humiliation, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing her say it, even as her body betrayed her.

She turned forward, her eyes filled with a mixture of defiance and desperation. But Julian only laughed at her response.

Without warning, he stopped his movements entirely. Her breath hitched at his taunt, her body crying out for more. A mix of anger and confusion surged within her.

She instinctively pushed her hips back against him, trying to keep the rhythm, desperate to feel the fullness again. The pressure that had once been unbearable was now the only thing she craved.

However, even as she tried to mimic the rhythm, she was unable to replicate the intense pleasure she had felt from Julian. Her body ached.

"Pl…please," she whispered, her voice low and trembling, as if the words were escaping against her will.

Julian leaned in and whispered "Admit it," he said, his tone silky, yet demanding. "Admit how good it feels."

"It feels... it feels... good," she finally gave in, her voice trembling with shame and reluctant admission. She hated herself for saying it, for letting him win, but the pleasure coursing through her body was undeniable.

Julian simply laughed and gripped her hips, pulling her toward him as he thrust deeper inside her.

"Continue," he growled, his command filling her ears as he increased his pace. Each thrust was harder, faster, driving her to the point of madness.

"Ahh..." she moaned, as she felt her orgasm reigniting, building up inside her. "Feels... so... good..." she gasped, her words punctuated by the force of his thrusts.

Her hips moved instinctively to meet his, desperate to feel that fullness again, "Ahh, yes..." she moaned, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the overwhelming pleasure took control.