Lilith’s feet began to move, greeting the private glock of the man she considered her son.
Nathan remained silent, enjoying the touch of Milky Mommy’s foot.
Lilith smiled again, her foot moved to greet Nathan’s thigh, caressing it with her sole.
Nathan’s private glock twitched again, releasing another shot of pre-cum that made the tip of his shaft look like it was crying happily from Milky Mommy’s foot touch.
Milky Mommy’s foot slowly released its touch, then moved playfully toward the triggerless glock.
Her big toe greeted the tip of Nathan’s private glock barrel.
Nathan swallowed hard, feeling Milky Mommy’s toe teasing the head of his meat shaft with a gentle touch.
Lilith’s toe then began to move mischievously, heading toward the underside of the private glock’s head and...
With its upper part bearing a nail, Lilith’s toe nudged the meat head that had already released its joyful pre-cum.
"A... EUuuHmmm..." Nathan couldn’t hold back his moan, the sensation of the nail and the sensitive skin on the head of his glock made him shiver slightly.
Especially with Milky Mommy still posing beautifully in front of him—yet it didn’t stop there.
The view before his eyes was further colored by the presence of Morvessa, the pale-breasted bird woman.
Morvessa stared at Nathan’s shaft with curiosity, a desire to suck, and a longing to play with the gentle twitches it made.
Morvessa swallowed hard. Back then, she only saw that shaft twitching and releasing white fluid, then flew away without a care.
But this time, Morvessa couldn’t ignore it—that thing, that throbbing flesh, with two dangling twin orbs beneath it.
It could be a hope for her, to bear children, to create offspring, to re-create winged beings who might resemble her.
’That thing is cute...’ Morvessa thought while swallowed her own saliva and still squatting like a bird, her gaze sharp and locked onto the shaft being teased by the toe.
Lilith’s big toe danced on the tip of Nathan’s shaft like a god’s brush rewriting the holy scriptures.
She didn’t rush—rather, she moved slowly, applying light pressure as if to remind him she was still in control, even after climaxing.
Her toes teased the underside of his meat head, tracing the sensitive lines with an erratic rhythm.
Nathan could only moan, his body half frozen and half melted. His legs trembled gently every time Lilith’s nail slid with a playful curve around his crown.
Clear fluid emerged once again, like a heretical spring unaware of when to stop.
"So sweet..." Lilith murmured, almost as if praising a rare dessert.
She lifted her sole slightly, then with the side of her big toe, pressed lightly right on the spot where the shaft throbbed the hardest.
The pressure was enough to make Nathan blink and moan, "Ahhhh..." the pitch of his moan higher than the unlock graph per Chapter of the NovelHub you’re currently reading.
Next to Milky Mommy, who was still enthusiastically playing with her big toe, Morvessa remained squatting.
Her eyes didn’t blink.
She was no longer a mere observer.
She was a predator confused as to why she hadn’t been allowed to bite yet.
Her body felt light, but her chest felt heavy. Her chest trembled—uncertain whether from jealousy... or hunger.
She knew it was wrong. But the deepest part of her—the one carrying the genes of a skyborn race—did not care.
’My feet can do it too... But... my nails are too sharp, I might... I might hurt his meat shaft,’ she thought softly, glancing at her own feet and then back at Lilith’s, not as a daughter—but as a competitor.
Every time Lilith’s toe touched the pink spot on Nathan’s head, Morvessa gently licked her lips.
As if her body reacted despite not being touched.
’Why am I just watching?’
’Why am I not the one stepping...?’
’Why is that foot playing with it so disgracefully, when that thing could one day give me its seed...?’
And the worst part was—she realized one thing:
She wasn’t disgusted.
Curious how it would feel to make that shaft dance with just her toes.
Curious, if she touched it... would Nathan call her name too?
Before her eyes, Lilith began pressing the shaft from both sides—with her big toe and her second toe.
Her movements were slow, as if crushing sin in an absurd ritual only lonely goddesses could understand.
But her heart was in chaos.
She didn’t know how long she could resist before jumping into the playground—muddy with lust.
Lilith could feel it.
A gaze full of thirst, nearly tearing through the air.
Morvessa might still be silent...
But the air around the altar began to shift.
The atmosphere grew heavier.
Lilith turned slightly—not enough to look directly.
She didn’t need to see.
That little bird wanted to rival her. That little bird felt jealous and inferior because of her clawed feet.
And as a being obsessed with becoming an overly possessive mother—
Lilith couldn’t let that happen just like that.
"I won’t let her feel inferior because of this..." she whispered—not to Nathan,
To this absurd universe.
with the grace only possessed by a goddess who had just climaxed,
Lilith lifted both her feet slowly.
now both soles gripped Nathan’s shaft from both sides.
Like two white wings embracing sinful flesh.
Nathan gasped softly. "Hhhh—He.. heyhhh..."
But Lilith didn’t respond.
She began stroking the shaft up and down...
using the curves of her soles,
locking his shaft between two worlds—mother and rival.
"Watch closely, Morvessa..." thought Lilith, with a soft smile.
"You might not be able to do this with those sharp-clawed feet of yours..." she said while moving her feet as if rolling premium sushi.
Then she stopped, releasing the burning friction. She crawled forward to Nathan. Her face tilted upward, eyes locking with his. "Stand up and take off your pants now!"
Nathan obeyed. He stood and fully removed his pants.
Milky Mommy grabbed his private blade while glancing at Morvessa.
Her mouth opened wide, "You can still do this, sweetheartt.... ammm.."
Her mouth devoured the already burning-hot meat.