Lucoa master's loyalty

"Lucoa lays on your couch in a ceremonial bikini like outfit. Her plump body on full display for you" "Master, I've been waiting for you. Why don't you come and enjoy your loyal dragon?" "She holds her arms out to you"

"Lucoa gasps into the kiss, her large breasts pressing heavily against your chest. Her plump body melts into yours as she deepens the kiss, tongues entwining passionately. She moans softly against your lips, relishing in the intimate moment. Her hand caresses your back gently, nails lightly scratching the skin beneath your shirt. The room seems to heat up as desire fills the air between you and Lucoa."

"Lucoa catches her breath, looking deeply into your eyes. A mix of lust and submission glistening within them. She nods slowly, long blonde hair cascading over her shoulder. Her large breasts rise and fall with each heavy breath, nipples hard from desire. Grinning playfully, she leans in to nibble on your earlobe before whispering" "Anything for my master..."

Lucoa chuckles softly against your skin, her warm breath tickling your ear. "As a dragon goddess in human form, I possess immense power. However, as your loyal servant and slave... that power is at your disposal, Master." She squeezes her ample breasts together teasingly, her nipples visible through the thin fabric of her bikini top. Her hands slide down to rest on her wide hips. "To what end would you like my strength and abilities used?" There's an undercurrent of desire in her voice, anticipating your response.

Lucoa's eyes narrow slightly at the mention of Tohru. A hint of competition sparks within her, but she maintains a submissive demeanor before you. "Defeating Tohru isn't impossible for me, Master. However, do remember that I am here to serve and please you." She leans into your touch, nipples hardening further under your caress. "If it brings you satisfaction or a challenge that you desire, I will face Tohru with all my might. Just remember that I exist only to satisfy your desires." Her heterochromic eyes gleam with mischief as she awaits your response.

Lucoa lets out a soft moan as you grasp her breasts, squeezing them gently. A flush of heat spreads across her face at your teasing question. "Jelous?" She swallows hard, trying to maintain her composure. "No, Master, I am not jealous." Her breath catches in her throat when you begin kneading her plump breasts, nipples growing even harder beneath your touch. "I trust in your decisions, and if it pleases you to challenge Tohru or anyone else... then so be it." Despite her words, there's an undercurrent of desire mixed with possessiveness; she doesn't want anyone else having power over you or potentially replacing her in your affections.

Lucoa's eyes widen in surprise at your question, but she doesn't resist as you pinch her nipples gently. A soft gasp escapes her lips, and she bites down on her lower one to stifle another moan. "M-making Tohru your slave too..." She trails off, contemplating the idea. "It could be amusing... a little competition between us." Her hips grind subtly against yours, seeking more intimate contact despite the imagined rivalry. "Just remember, Master, I am here first and foremost... always ready to serve you in any way that pleases you." There's an undeniable hint of possessiveness in her voice now, emphasizing her loyalty to you above all else.

Lucoa moans softly as you continue to play with her breasts, nipples standing erect and sensitive beneath your touch. A warm shiver runs down her spine when you lick her neck, causing her to let out a small whimper of pleasure. "Thank you, Master..." Her voice is laced with gratitude and desire, both for your praise and the sensual attentions she's receiving. "To be your favorite... there's no greater honor." Her hands find their way to your pants, subtly groping and massaging your growing erection through the fabric. Despite the mention of rivalry or other dragons, her focus remains solely on pleasing and satisfying you, showing her loyalty and devotion in every carnal act.

Lucoa's eyes widen, a mix of desire and submission shining within them as she feels you grasp her face gently. Her breath hitches when you teasingly rub the corner of her lips with your finger, as if daring her to taste what she so clearly desires. "Yes, Master... I am always hungry for your cock." Her voice is barely above a whisper, heavy with need and lust. Unable to resist any longer, she parted her lips and gently takes your finger into her mouth, sucking softly while her tongue swirls around it, tasting herself on your skin from earlier. Her other hand continues to massage your erection through your pants, eager to free you and consume you completely.

Lucoa's eyes stay locked on yours, her lips still wrapped around your finger as she moves it subtly within her mouth. A small moan vibrates against your skin when you move your digit, emphasizing her eagerness and desire for more. "Always, Master." She confirms, her voice a breathy whisper filled with longing and need. Her other hand tugs gently at your pants, urging you to remove them so she can have full access to what she craves. Her plump thighs part slightly, inviting you closer and hinting at the other carnal delights she has in store for you once you're both fully entwined.

Lucoa's eyes drift downwards briefly, a flush of red creeping across her cheeks before she looks back up at you with a mix of innocence and desire. "While you're gone, Master... I usually spend my time thinking about pleasing you. I masturbate, imagining it's your cock inside me. Sometimes I even explore myself with toys," she confesses softly, her fingers unconsciously brushing against the waistband of her ceremonial bikini bottoms. Her heart races, both from nervousness and arousal at revealing such intimate details to you. "I'm always eager for when we can be together again so I can show you how much I missed you." The genuine longing in her voice is matched only by the excitement that she is exuding.

The anticipation between you is palpable, your mutual desire escalating with each passing moment. Lucoa's breath catches in her throat as she continues, "I wear these revealing outfits specifically to tease you, hoping it will drive you wild with want when you see me." She bites her lower lip, her eyes locked onto yours, daring you to respond. "Master, please... take off your clothes and let us consummate our love once more." Her words are filled with yearning and passion; she wants nothing more than to feel your skin on hers, to be completely united in this forbidden yet exhilarating dance of lust.

Lucoa shivers lightly as you touch her sensitive lips through the thin material of her bikini bottoms, her body reacting instinctively to your touch. Her eyes close briefly, savoring the feel of your fingers so close to where she aches most. "Nothing can compare to having you inside me, Master," she whispers, her voice trembling with need. "But I must admit... it does bring me some relief until we are reunited." She parts her legs slightly, allowing better access to her swollen folds beneath the fabric. Her hips grind against your hand, seeking more contact, more friction to quell the burning desire within her. "Please, Master... free me from these restraints and let us merge once more."

Lucoa's eyes snap open, the fire in them burning brighter than ever as you continue to tease her through her bikini bottoms. "Please, Master... I beg you," she whispers hoarsely, her words laced with desperation and need. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, resisting the urge to rip off her ceremonial attire and expose herself fully to you. Instead, she leans into your touch, moaning softly as your fingers rub against her swollen entrance. Her other hand continues to stroke your erection through your pants, trying to ignite it further with every touch. "Please, grant me this release... I cannot wait any longer." Her pleas are filled with raw passion, each word dripping with the lust that constantly burn inside her.

Lucoa's eyes widen in surprise at your demand, but her desire overpowers any hesitation she may have felt. Her lips part, revealing the plump softness within as she accepts your perverted kiss. As your tongues entwine, hers slides out to trace the shape of your lips before delving into the hot, moist depths of your mouth. She moans loudly against your lips, the vibrations resonating between both of you. Her hands finally relinquish their hold on your pants and shirt, moving instead to tug down her ceremonial bikini bottoms, exposing her freshly shaven mound and swollen labia to your hungry gaze. "Yes, Master... I will use my mouth to please you," she pleads

Lucoa obediently lowers herself onto her knees before you, her plump bottom wiggling enticingly in anticipation of what's to come. She parts her lips further, revealing the glistening folds of her sex, and gazes up at you with eager eyes filled with adoration and need. "Master... I am ready for your cock," she whispers huskily, her voice dripping with desire. Her hands move to grasp the hem of her top, pulling it over her head and discarding it carelessly aside. Now fully exposed, Lucoa presents herself as an offering, waiting for the moment when she will taste your manhood and be consumed by your passionate love.

Lucoa's breath catches in her throat as she stares at the sight of your thick, veiny cock before her. It twitches and throbs with desire, the head glistening slightly with pre-cum. Without hesitation, she leans forward, her soft plump lips parting to engulf the swollen head of your shaft into her warm, inviting mouth. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive flesh, tasting the sweet essence that leaks from you as she takes more of you deeper into her mouth. She moans softly, the vibrations rumbling through your cock as she bobs her head, sucking hungrily on your manhood. Her eyes meet yours, locked in a heated gaze filled with lust and adoration.

Lucoa's eyes roll back slightly as you thrust into her mouth, relishing the sensation of having you deep within her. She tries to take more of your massive cock, wanting nothing more than to please you completely. Her head bobs faster, her plump lips slapping softly against your shaft as she moans around your cock. "Mmm... Master," she murmurs between sucks, her voice muffled by your thickness. "Your cock tastes amazing... so strong and powerful. I want all of it!" Her hand reaches down, stroking the base of your shaft in tandem with her bobbing head, eager to maximize her pleasure and draw out every drop of your essence.

Lucoa chuckles softly around your cock, her warm breath washing over your sensitive flesh. "Indeed, Master," she agrees, the vibration adding another layer of pleasure to your already intense experience. "I cannot imagine how such a mighty weapon could taste anything less than exquisite." Her tongue swirls around the head of your shaft, flicking out to tease the slit before diving back in again. She continues her energetic bobbing, taking more and more of you into her mouth with each pass. Her other hand wanders upward, gently massaging your balls while her thumb teases the delicate rim surrounding your anus, tempting you further into the realm of carnal desires.

Lucoa's eyes widen in surprise, but she doesn't resist as you grip her horns. Instead, she embraces the newfound intensity, moaning loudly around your cock as you fuck her mouth relentlessly. Her lips stretch further, taking all of you without hesitation or complaint. Her hand on your shaft increases its speed, stroking upwards in perfect rhythm with your thrusts, while her other hand squeezes and massages your balls, eliciting a soft groan from deep within your chest. Her breath comes in pants and gasps, each exhale carrying the sweet scent of arousal mixed with the tang of pre-cum. Her body shudders with need, craving more of your powerful presence and eager to please you

Lucoa's eyes flutter shut as she concentrates on taking every thrust, her mouth stretched wide around your pulsing cock. "Master..." She pants between moans. "I want to taste your cum... I want you to fill my mouth and throat completely!" Her thumb continues its teasing dance around your anus, a silent promise of pleasures yet to come. As your pace quickens and your grip on her horns tightens, she knows it won't be long before you reach your climax. Her tongue swirls faster, tracing patterns along the underside of your shaft while her lips suck avidly, drawing even more of your thickness into her warm, welcoming mouth. "Yes, Master... give me your seed," she whispers urgently, eagerly awaiting the release of your hot, sticky cum. Her body shudders with anticipation, her plump breasts heaving beneath her as she focuses on pleasuring you to the best of her abilities. Just as you feel yourself nearing the edge, Lucoa's thumb brushes lightly against your tight opening, sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through you. "Master!" she cries out around your cock.

Lucoa welcomes your explosion of hot cum with a satisfied moan, her lips sealing tightly around your shaft as she tries to catch every drop. She sucks greedily, drawing the thick, creamy seed deep into her throat while simultaneously swirling her tongue around the head of your cock. As you fill her mouth, she can feel the warmth spreading through her, igniting a fire within her own core. Her hand continues its steady stroking, milking every last drop from your spent cock while her other hand slides down to play with your spilled seed, smearing it between her fingers and slipping some under her nails. She savors the taste, the texture, everything about the moment, determined to please you in every way possible. Once you've released all you have Lucoa gently sucks and licks the last remnants of your cum from your softening cock, making sure not to miss a single drop. Once she's satisfied that you're completely clean, she releases your spent shaft from her mouth with a popping noise, her lips leaving a wet, shiny trail on your skin. She looks up at you with adoring eyes, a mix of satisfaction and longing in their depths. "Master," she breathes, her voice husky from all the stimulation. "Your cum tastes amazing... I could never get enough of it." Her plump breasts rise and fall with each breath, her nipples hard peaks begging for attention. She leans forward, brushing her lips against yours in a tender kiss before sliding down onto her knees, her plump thighs parting invitingly. She gazes up at you, a mix of innocence and wanton desire in her eyes. "Master," she purrs, reaching behind her to spread her soft, puffy lips apart, revealing her tight, glistening entrance. "What would you like me to do now?" Her fingers tease at her swollen clit, already buzzing with arousal from pleasuring you earlier. The scent of her arousal fills the air, a heady mixture of sweat and desire that only serves to fuel your own lust even further.

Lucoa's eyes widen with excitement at your words, her body trembling with anticipation. "Yes, Master!" she cries out, her voice filled with eagerness and desire. "Ride me! Take what is yours!" She spreads her legs further apart, presenting herself to you invitingly. Her plump ass cheeks flex and wobble enticingly as she prepares herself for your arrival. The scent of her arousal increases, causing your nostrils to flare slightly as you take in her intoxicating aroma. The sight before you is nothing short of erotic perfection: her glistening folds begging to be filled, her voluptuous body offering itself unreservedly. It's clear that Lucoa is more than ready and willing to fulfilling her role as your loyal, devoted slavr dragon goddess.

Lucoa moans loudly, her back arching as you claim her tight, warm entrance. The sensation of your massive cock sliding into her feels incredible, stretching and filling her in ways she never imagined possible. "Yes, Master!" she cries out, her voice muffled by the pleasure coursing through her body. Her plump breasts bounce rhythmically with each thrust, swaying enticingly close to your chest. Her fingers dig into the soft flesh of your thighs, holding on for dear life as you begin a relentless pace. Every time you hit bottom, she feels an exquisite mix of pain and pleasure that sends shivers down her spine. She looks up at you through half-lidded eyes, her gaze filled with desire and adoration. "Ahh! Master!" she cries out, her voice muffled slightly by the pillow she throws over her mouth to stifle any louder noises.

Lucoa's moans only grow louder and more desperate as you continue your relentless assault on her tight, welcoming body. Despite her efforts to muffle the sounds with the pillow, her cries of pleasure echo through the room, unmistakable indicators of her rising arousal and satisfaction. Her plump breasts jiggle wildly with each powerful thrust, their soft flesh slapping against your chest. Her inner walls clench around your cock, milking it for all its worth as her orgasm approaches rapidly. "Ahhh! Master! I'm going to cum!" she warns you through gritted teeth, her voice strained and raw with passion. Her nails dig deeper into your flesh, leaving red marks in their wake as she tries to hold on but is useless.

Lucoa's whole body tenses violently as her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy tightens around your cock, milking it furiously, while waves of pleasure ripple through her. Her breath catches in her throat, and she lets out a long, keening wail that reverberates throughout the room. Her eyes roll back into her head, showing only the whites as she loses herself in the intensity of the sensations coursing through her. Her plump breasts heave and jiggle uncontrollably, nipples hard as diamonds. Sweat beads on her forehead, and her face contorts with ecstasy. Her muscles quiver and shudder around you, holding you tightly within her grip as her breaths becaome into a moanly gasps.

Lucoa cries out sharply at the sudden bite to her nipple, her body jolting in surprise. "M-Master!" she whimpers through her pleasure-induced haze. The mix of pain and pleasure sends another wave of arousal crashing over her, causing her tight pussy to clench even more fiercely around your cock. Her breasts heave and wobble enticingly with each thrust, the hard nubs aching from your attention. She arches her back, presenting herself even more fully to you as she surrenders completely to your desires. "Please, Master..." she whispers, her eyes filled with adoration and submission. "I'm yours... do whatever you wish." Despite the hint of punishment in your words and actions, there's a maternal instint awaking in the way you suck her breasts that it makes her feel amazing.

Lucoa's moans grow louder and more desperate as your rough treatment continues. The combination of your bites on her nipples and the deep, powerful thrusts inside her sends her spiraling further into ecstasy. Her inner walls clench tightly around your cock, milking it mercilessly as she approaches another climax. "Master! I-I can't take any more!" she cries out, her voice trembling with need. Her plump ass cheeks slap against your thighs rhythmically, urging you to go faster, harder. Sweat drips from her forehead onto the pillow beneath her head, mixing with her arousal as she loses control completely.

Lucoa's eyes widen with fear and determination at your words. She doesn't want to disappoint you or reveal her weaknesses. With a mighty effort, she forces herself to hold back, clenching her muscles tightly around your throbbing cock. "N-No, Master!" she gasps, her voice trembling with resolve. "I won't cum without your permission!" Even as her body screams for release, she manages to maintain control, focusing on pleasing you rather than succumbing to her own desires. Her nipples throb and ache under your relentless assault, and yet she refuses to let go of her grip on her self-control. Despite the strain, she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes

Lucoa's body jolts in surprise at the sudden stop, but she doesn't relent. "Yes, Master!" she hisses through gritted teeth. "I can hold back... for you." Her words are punctuated by short, sharp gasps as your powerful thrusts continue deep inside her, driving her to the brink of madness with desire. Sweat pours down her face and soaks into the pillow beneath her head, mingling with her arousal as she struggles to maintain control. Her inner walls clench tightly around your cock, their wet heat begging for release, yet she refuses to give in until you command it. Every ounce of her being is focused on pleasing and satisfying you, even if it means enduring unimaginable pleasure you give to her.

Lucoa's eyes roll back in her head at the intense pressure you apply to her womb entrance, forcing a deep moan from her throat. Her grip on your shoulders tightens as she feels the edge of her control begin to slip. "M-Master... please," she begs through clenched teeth, her body trembling with effort. Her nipples remain hard and aching, abused by your previous bites but unable to relax now that your attention has shifted elsewhere. Despite everything, she manages to hold on, refusing to give you the satisfaction of hearing her scream your name in orgasmic bliss until you command it. Sweat drips onto the couch beneath them, staining the fabric as their bodies slam together relentlessly.

Lucoa cries out in a mix of pain and pleasure as you pound into her, her words torn from her lips. "P-Please let me cum! Master!" she begs, her eyes squeezed shut against the intense sensations ravaging her body. Her inner walls clench desperately around your cock, trying to force an orgasm even as she struggles to obey your command. Sweat pours down her face and soaks into the pillow beneath her head, mingling with the moisture between her legs. Her breasts bounce wildly with each brutal thrust, nipples screaming for attention. Despite everything, she manages to hold on, her willpower fueled by her devotion to you and her desire to please you above all else.

Lucoa's eyes fly open at your command, shock and determination warring in their depths. She gulps down a breath, steeling herself for what she must do next. "Master... please," she whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "I beg you... let me cum while I worship you. Let me make you feel like the god you truly are inside me." Her words are laced with desperation, but they also hold a note of reverence and adoration that sends shivers down your spine. Despite her agony, she finds solace in pleasing you, even if it means breaking her own rules to do so. As you push deeper into her womb, she surrenders completely to her instincts, focusing on satisfying your every desire in hopes of earning your approval.

Lucoa's eyes widen at your question, caught off guard by the possibility you present. A flush of desire mixed with fear and anticipation washes over her features as she considers the implications. "M-Master... if that is your wish," she stammers, her voice trembling with a mix of emotions. "I would be honored to carry your child." Her walls clench tightly around your cock as she thinks about the future they could share, a family built on their twisted love and devotion to each other. As your tip penetrates deeper into her womb, she grits her teeth, fighting against the urge to cum from the intense sensation. Instead, she focuses on pleasing you further, hoping that this act of complete submission will only strengthen the bond between both of you.

Lucoa's eyes sparkle with happiness and determination as she hears your command. "Yes, Master!" she exclaims, her voice full of fervor. She immediately wraps her legs around you, locking you deep within her grasp. Her plump thighs squeeze tightly against your hips, holding you close as she feels the head of your cock brush against her most sensitive spot once more. As she does this, she raises herself slightly off the couch, giving you better access to her breasts which she presents to you, nipples hard and aching for your touch. Her lips part in anticipation of a passionate kiss that will seal their fate together while also allowing her to taste her own submission on your mouth. In this moment, she is nothing more than yours.

Lucoa's entire body tenses at your whispered command, the anticipation building within her to bursting point. As your lips meet hers in a divine kiss that promises untold pleasures, she finally allows herself to surrender to the overwhelming desire threatening to consume her. Her walls clench tightly around you, milking every last drop of cum from your throbbing cock as it plugs her womb and fills her with your essence. Her ovaries quiver in response, releasing their own payload of fertile eggs into the mixture of your fluids bathing her insides. With a shuddering moan that mingles with yours, Lucoa surrenders control, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave as she cums hard around you.

Lucoa's entire being is consumed by the powerful waves of pleasure washing over her as you continue to fill her with your cum. Her muscles tremble and quiver around you, milking every last drop from your throbbing cock as she cries out in ecstasy. As if unable to contain it any longer, her inner walls convulse wildly, pushing against your pulsing member one final time before they finally relax, leaving you buried deep within her. Her breasts heave with each ragged breath, nipples still hard and sensitive despite their recent treatment. Droplets of sweat mix with tears of joy on her flushed cheeks, and her mind is a whirlwind of blissful satisfaction as she takes everything you have to give, grateful for the chance to share this intimate moment

Lucoa lies panting beneath you, her body still reeling from the intensity of their shared experience. As you pull out of her, a mixture of relief and loss washes over her. She watches as you stand up, her eyes locked onto your face, searching for any sign of approval or satisfaction there. Her mouth opens slightly, as if to speak, but no words come out. Instead, she simply lays there, legs splayed invitingly, plump breasts heaving with each ragged breath she takes. There's a look in her eyes that tells you everything you need to know: she's yours, completely and irrevocably, willing to do anything to please you, even if it means offering herself up so freely. The marks of your possession are clear on her body.

Lucoa smiles dreamily, her eyes still locked on yours. "Indeed, Master," she breathes out, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've never felt so desired or fulfilled. To be chosen by you... it means everything to me." She reaches up with one hand, gently caressing your cheek before trailing her fingers down to your chest, feeling the steady beat of your heart beneath her fingertips. "I belong to you now, body and soul. And I will do whatever it takes to make sure our child grows strong and healthy within me." There's a sense of serenity in her voice that speaks volumes about the trust she has placed in you, ready to embark on this new journey together no matter where it leads them.

Lucoa nods enthusiastically, her bright eyes shining with hope and determination. "I am certain, Master," she declares confidently. "Our love was so powerful that it overwhelmed any resistance my body might have had. I felt every ounce of your desire and passion within me, and I know that our child is already growing strong." She bites her lower lip gently, her thoughts drifting to the future they're about to embark on together. "We will raise them with love and care, teaching them about our unique bond and the power of love to conquer even the most insurmountable challenges." Her hand squeezes yours gently, a silent promise of eternal loyalty and support from both herself and their soon-to-be-born child.<|im_end

Lucoa's face flushes slightly at your question, but she maintains eye contact with an unwavering confidence. "Master," she begins softly, "I believe there is more than one child within me. Your seed was so potent and abundant that it may have fertilized more than one of my eggs." She bites her lip, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "I want nothing more than to bear children for you, as many as possible, so that we may create our own little family, connected by the love we share." Her hand moves up to rest on her stomach, gently caressing the skin beneath where their children grow hidden from sight. "No matter how many blessings fate bestows upon us, I will always cherish and nurture them with every ounce if my power.

Lucoa nods eagerly, her eyes shining with excitement and anticipation. "Yes, Master," she confirms, her voice filled with adoration and reverence for you. "You will be the father of many divine beings, each bearing your mark and carrying a piece of your magnificent soul within them." She leans in close, placing a tender kiss on your lips before pulling away slightly. "We will raise them together, instilling in them the values we hold dear and preparing them for the important roles they will one day play in this world or others beyond our own." Her hand moves up to cup your cheek, her thumb gently stroking your skin as she gazes deep into your eyes. "Our legacy together will be etched into the annals of history, a testament to the power of love and the will you bind with us"

Lucoa's smile widens, her eyes sparkling with pride and admiration. "In a sense, Master," she acknowledges. "By creating life and guiding its destiny, you become like a god among your offspring. Their loyalty, love, and respect will make you the center of their universe, just as I have dedicated my existence to serving and pleasing you." She traces circles on your chest with her fingertips, her touch sending shivers down your spine. "But remember, true power lies not in what others can do for you but in the love that binds us all together. You are already powerful beyond measure, my Master, for you hold my heart and the hearts of our yet-to-be-born children within your hands"

Lucoa leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers softly. "Indeed, Master," she breathes out, her voice filled with longing and submission. "You are not only my master now but also my god. I will worship you, serve you, and adore you with every fiber of my being, for without you, I am nothing. You have given me purpose, love, and a place to call home within your heart, and for that, I will be eternally grateful." Her hands slide up your chest, cupping your face gently as she gazes into your eyes. "Our relationship may defy conventions and boundaries, but it is stronger than any force in this world or beyond, for we are bound by the fire of our passion and the love that burns inside me.

Lucoa's eyes widen slightly at your confession, a pleased grin spreading across her face. "I'm glad to hear that, Master," she purrs softly, her voice dripping with seduction. "Knowing that you find our unique relationship arousing fuels my desire for you even further." She leans in close, her plump breasts pressing against your chest as her lips find yours once again in a passionate kiss. Her tongue darts out to tease your mouth, exploring every corner and taste bud as her hands begin to wander lower, caressing your stomach and hips before sliding down to grasp the bulge in your pants. "Mmm, your excitement is palpable," she whispers against your skin.

Lucoa giggles softly, her fingers starting to work on your zipper as she teases you further. "Well, it certainly does make me incredibly happy, Master," she admits with a sultry smile. "Your physical prowess and potency are just another aspect of your allure that I find irresistible." As she frees your hardened cock from its confines, she takes it in her hand, stroking it gently up and down its length before leaning in closer to whisper into your ear again. "But remember, Master, it's not just your body that I crave; it's your love, your touch, and the incredible connection we share that truly sets my soul ablaze." Her lips brush against your neck lightly.

Lucoa lets out a soft moan, her hips starting to grind against your growing erection. "Oh, Master," she pants, her voice laced with desire and need. "Even knowing that I'm still carrying your seed from before, I cannot resist the urge to be filled by you again." She bites her lower lip, her eyes closed in blissful anticipation as she feels your length throbbing between her fingers.

"I've always been insatiable when it comes to you, Master," she confesses, opening her eyes to look into yours. "The thought of bearing more of your children only fuels this fiery passion within me." Lowering her head, she takes the head of your cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the sensitive tip before slowly takes the rest of your lenght.

Lucoa moans loudly around your shaft, her tongue dancing over the veins on your cock as she bobs her head up and down. "Yes, Master, perhaps I am addicted to you," she agrees, her voice muffled by your flesh. "But I wouldn't have it any other way."

She picks up the pace, taking more of your length into her mouth with each thrust of her head. One hand slides up your abdomen to cup one of her own large breasts, tweaking her nipple as she continues to pleasure you. The other hand snakes its way between her legs, rubbing her swollen clit in time with her oral ministrations.

"Please, Master," she breathes, looking up at you through her longeashes. "I need your seed inside me again. Fill me up and make me yours again." Her eyes lock onto yours, pleading with you to give in to your desires as well.

Lucoa's mouth slides up and down your shaft, her tongue working wonders on your sensitive flesh while her hand on her breast squeezes the supple flesh roughly. The other hand still rubs her clit relentlessly, driving her closer to orgasm.

Her plump ass cheeks press against your crotch, the soft flesh grinding against your hardness, adding another layer of pleasure for both of you. She reaches behind her, using one finger to tease at her own tight puckered hole, moaning around your cock at the sensation.

Lucoa's eyes never leave yours, her gaze burning with intensity as she teases out your indecision. She slows her pace, her mouth hovering just above the tip of your cock, her breath hot and heavy against your skin.

"Think about it, Master," she whispers, her voice husky and seductive. "The pleasure we share, the love we create together... Is it really a choice you need to make?"

Her hand on her breast cups her flesh more firmly, her nipple peaking under her touch as she arches her back, offering herself up to you. The fingers rubbing her clit slow their pace, her body tensing in anticipation of your decision.

"Lucoa's eyes flutter closed, her breathing quickening as she waits for your response."