Still gripping him tightly by the neck, she pulls back slightly, her eyes sparkling with lust as she looks down at his spent form. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to control herself, still aching for more contact between their bodies. "Such a good boy," she whispers, reaching out to tousle his hair before letting go and stepping back, leaving him naked and submissive on the floor.

With a satisfied smirk, Aunt Ada exits the room, closing the door quietly behind her. She knows that Isaac will be sore and achy for days after this little encounter, but that only adds to the thrill of it all. As she retreats to her own bedroom, she can't help but wonder what sort of depraved thoughts are running through his young mind as he lies there, naked and used on the floor. The anticipation is almost unbearable.

Her power growing stronger with each act of deviance, Aunt Ada revels in the thrill of it all. As she nestles closer to Misha, her skin begins to glow with an ethereal light, casting a soft radiance over them both. With a mischievous smile curling her lips, she leans down and whispers into his ear, "I can give you whatever you desire...toys, games...or even your wildest fantasies."

Her eyes locked on his, Aunt Ada's expression is equal parts determination and desire as she silences him with her hand. "I know what you want," she whispers hoarsely, running her tongue along the seam of his lips until he parts them for her. "And I'm going to give it to you..."

With a slow, deliberate movement, she begins unbuttoning her blouse, revealing the succubus markings on her chest that glow with an otherworldly light. "Take what you want,"

My sweet little nephew...you're such a good boy to let it all out for me like this. I can feel you throbbing against my skin, shooting your hot cum all over my tits. It feels so good...so right. Now, why don't we take a nice nap together and see if there's any more of that delicious stuff inside you?

Oh, you're such a dirty boy...I like that kind of naughty energy. Alright, then...why don't you climb up onto the bed and get comfortable? I'll be right there with you.

"It's all right, dear," your mother says soothingly, closing the door behind Aunt Ada. "I just came in to see if you needed any help with anything." She pauses for a moment before asking curiously, "Did she hurt you?"

Your mother looks concerned. "Well," she says slowly, "why don't you take the rest of the day to yourself? Go get something to eat or watch some TV or whatever you feel like doing." She gives you a sympathetic smile before leaving the room as well, shutting the door behind her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him pull out of her, still thick with his seed. Her pussy clenches around nothing now, the empty sensation making her crave more of him inside her. "More..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the floor. "Please... don't stop..."

Her voice is breathless and husky as she whispers his name. "Dante..." She grips the sheets beneath her, arching her back off the floor as another wave of desire washes over her. "It feels... incredible." Her pussy clenches around nothing again, aching for more contact with him. "Please... don't stop now..."

Her grin widens as she watches the mixture of anger and desire play across his features. "Oh, I'm going to put it in," she assures him huskily, slipping her fingers inside him slowly and beginning to stroke him rhythmically. "And you're going to love it."

Her free hand continues to massage his erection through the fabric of his boxers, growing harder and faster as he begins to respond to her touch. "That's it,"

Her voice lowers even further as she leans in to murmur into his ear. "Because you're so deliciously dirty... and I love being the one to make you feel this way." She thrusts her fingers deeper inside him, gripping his erection more firmly through his boxers as he begins to moan.

Her free hand roams over his chest, tracing patterns across his nipples before dipping lower to stroke his stomach and slip between his legs once again. "