All MILFs are Mine Chapter 351: Lady Charmer

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Previously on All MILFs are Mine...
At a funeral for Morin, Leon and Trody discuss sending women to Morin's house while the ceremony is underway. Leon is then transported to a beach where the White Fox congratulates him on unlocking the first form of Last Rise. The White Fox then demonstrates the second form, Tidal Drift, instantly killing Leon and unlocking the technique within him.

Outside Elder Morin’s residence, three mature, voluptuous women stood with a visible sadness clouding their alluring features, their heavy, bountiful curves undiminished by their apparent distress.

*Knock-Knock*

"Excuse me... We are here to help, is anyone home?" Rika called out, her delicate hand raised to rap on the solid gate again.

But before her knuckles made contact, the gate swung open.

*Click.*

"Yes? How may I assist you, lovely ladies?" Leon inquired, a warm, inviting smile gracing his lips as his eyes quickly took in Rika and the trio of incredibly busty-looking MILFs.

"Umm... Greetings. We've come to assist with the house cleaning," Rika explained, striving to maintain a composed expression despite her teary eyes. "Sir Trody dispatched us. He mentioned you would be moving in and that as a newcomer, you might appreciate some assistance."

"Ah... Yes, yes. You are entirely correct, please do come in," Leon responded, stepping aside with a gracious smile. "I am indeed the new resident."

"We apologize for our tears..." Rika murmured, a delicate sniffle escaping her. "It's simply that we were quite fond of Elder Morin."

"Oh, no, no. Please do not apologize," Leon stated softly, his voice laced with honeyed sympathy. "I completely understand your grief... Would you care for a comforting embrace?"

"What? But... w-we are married women," the green-haired MILF stammered, her cheeks flushing with a hesitant pink as she glanced at Leon.

"It's not as though I intend any impropriety with you," Leon purred, his gaze fixed on hers. "I merely wish to offer solace. Physical contact can be quite therapeutic, you know? It aids in processing sorrow, and-" Before Leon could conclude his sentence, Rika succumbed to her sorrow.

She stepped forward, her arms encircling Leon tightly, her plush, heavy breasts pressing firmly against his solid chest, the soft flesh yielding and molding under the pressure.

’My goodness… These damn boobs are so soft, it feels like my chest is being squashed against a giant marshmallow,’ Leon mused internally, rolling his eyes as he returned the hug, pressing her breasts more firmly against his own.

"You see... A hug can be very comforting," Leon remarked with a gentle, reassuring smile, glancing past Rika's shoulder at the other two women. "If not me, you two can embrace her from behind. It would be like a collective group hug."

The remaining two women exchanged a deeply hesitant look. Slowly, they moved closer, wrapping their arms around Rika, their soft hands and warm bodies inevitably brushing against Leon’s broad shoulders due to the close proximity.

"Remis..." Leon whispered softly as his skill activated instantly.

<Touch Of Lust>

Immediately, a potent, electric surge of pure, carnal desire coursed through the women’s bodies. A sudden, intense wave of heat pooled low between their thighs, causing all three to gasp and tremble uncontrollably.

The overwhelming spike of pleasure was too intense; the two women in the rear immediately recoiled, their breaths catching as their knees grew weak. Rika experienced the exact same rush of wet, consuming desire, but instead of pulling away, her soft frame lingered against his chest for a heavy moment before she finally managed to step back.

"U-Umm... I suppose we should attend to the cleaning," Rika breathed out, her chest heaving as she attempted to regain her composure.

"Hey, you ladies never did tell me your names," Leon stated, his smile widening knowingly as he observed their trembling forms.

"I-I am M-Myra," the green-haired MILF stammered, her face a deep, feverish crimson as she averted his gaze. "I-I am married, and I have two young children, aged three and four."

Leon's eyes roamed over Myra's quivering figure. Although her ripe breasts were somewhat smaller than Rika's, they remained a wonderfully substantial handful, and the plump, inviting curve of her posterior was thoroughly captivating.

"And what about you?" he murmured, shifting his predatory gaze to the raven-haired beauty.

"I-I am Lauren..." she replied, her voice quivering with residual arousal. "I-I am also married, and I have a two-year-old son."

Leon took her in with deep appreciation.

Lauren possessed a spectacular set of heavy breasts that easily rivaled Rika’s, but her lower body was a true marvel. Her buttocks flared outwards into an incredibly thick, luscious ass so massive and heavy that her modest skirt was stretched taut, barely containing the plush flesh that jiggled mesmerizingly with her every nervous tremor.

"Well then... Let's begin. You two can handle the inner bedroom, while Rika and I will clean this hall," Leon declared with a neutral expression.

"Yes..." Lauren and Myra immediately began walking towards the room, as Rika turned towards the dining table.

"Um... May I ask something?" Rika inquired, turning her gaze toward Leon.

"Yeah, sure," Leon responded, lifting the plates from the table.

"I never actually told you my name... So, how did you know it?"

"Ah, that's right... I overheard Trody mentioning your name while you were delivering that speech," Leon replied with a smile.

"Oh, I see," Rika said, her expression one of understanding.

"So, do you have a family?" Leon asked, a smile playing on his lips.

"I have three children, but my husband passed away from a serious illness three years ago," Rika stated with a neutral expression.

"Oh, I am truly sorry to hear that..." Leon spoke, moving closer to Rika and gently taking her hand.

"Remis..."

<Touch Of Lust>

The moment he clasped her hand again, a fresh wave of arousal surged through Rika's body. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit down hard on her lip.

’W-What is happening to my body? Whenever he gets near me... a warmth spreads through my stomach. A-Are my panties getting wet?’ Rika mused, slowly withdrawing her hand from Leon’s grasp.

"I-I need to go to the bathroom for a moment. I'll be right back," Rika stammered, quickly walking away.

’Huh… Fucking them like this will take years,’ Leon thought, activating his skill.

<Skill Crafter>

[Please choose a name for the skill...]

"Aphrodisiac Pheromones."