Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 631 It Feels So Good…Just Kill Me Already…

Luis's fantasies exploded into overdrive without delay. His fairy-like sister-in-law poked him teasingly with a hint of jealousy, her cheeks glowing red as she murmured, "You're really thinking about doing it, aren't you? Aren't you afraid of dying from exhaustion?"

"The way I most want to die in this life is on top of you."

Luis pulled her into a tight embrace, exchanging a deep, parting kiss, and couldn't resist inquiring, "Will you be back for dinner tonight?"

"I don't know!"

"You must return for dinner."

"Alright, alright, I promise you, okay? You're such a clingy guy."

Despite her teasing complaints, Nancy's heart brimmed with joy. Now that her bond with her brother-in-law was sealed, she reveled in the heat of their romance, loving every bit of his constant thoughts and cravings for her.

For the fairy-like sister-in-law's key task—three creampies in twenty-four hours—Luis needed to time things precisely.

He required one final creampie in the missionary position before ten that evening.

He had originally aimed to finish the quest with his mother-in-law and her sister, but fate twisted, pushing him to tackle his sister-in-law's main mission ahead. Thus, he resolved to complete it now.

Checking the system panel, his stamina sat at 8.4.

Endless indulgence was wearing him down, but fortunately, one attribute point remained unused.

"Ding… The system has upgraded the stamina module!"

"Ding… As long as stamina doesn't hit the max of ten, no genetic changes occur. It stays normal, pushing human limits."

With such a notification, what more needed saying?

"Spend the final stamina point!!"

A ding sounded, boosting his stamina to 9.6 instantly…

Luis sensed his body tearing apart in agony. The torment flashed by, replaced by vibrant energy, like he'd chugged a powerful stimulant.

A tingling ache spread through him, yet it brought a strangely enjoyable sensation rather than pain.

He entered his mother-in-law's room, stripped naked, and examined himself. It resembled something out of sci-fi.

Visually, the transformation wasn't drastic—the same sculpted muscles from the system—but closer inspection revealed shifts.

Muscles stayed the same size, but their contours sharpened beautifully, radiating power and manly allure.

What was once six-pack abs had evolved into a flawless eight-pack.

His build stayed tall and slim, hiding bulk under clothes, though shoulders widened a touch.

Proportions were impeccable, nothing overdone—just pure, streamlined perfection.

Far from steroid-pumped exaggeration, this toned, natural athleticism screamed dedicated workouts.

After hitting 9.6 stamina, a gut twist hit him, forcing a bathroom rush.

The explosive relief emptied him fully, leaving him ravenous and wobbly-legged.

"Braised beef noodles, cold beef slices on the side, extra braised beef brisket…"

He wolfed it down ferociously. Post-meal, vigor flooded back—backache vanished, power surged, demanding release.

At the property office, lunch hour meant full bellies. The manager's door stayed shut tight, but nearby ears might catch steamy noises.

Minda, in her work suit, sported messy hair. Her face shone with fulfilled glow, dripping seductive appeal.

White blouse hung open, ample breasts bearing bite marks from savage passion. For her age, that edge sparked wild ecstasy.

Skirt hiked high, sheer stockings on sleek legs ripped apart.

Drenched panties flung aside. After two shattering peaks, she lay spent and boneless on the couch.

Her lips wrapped his recent invader. She sucked lazily, lost in blissed-out haze.

Maybe imagination, but at 9.6 stamina, Luis noticed his cock's form subtly altered.

Head shifted from egg-round to pointed, snakelike, veins bulging more.

Minda's wild responses confirmed it—orgasms hit quicker, proving real evolution.

"Hey, Winslet!"

A call from Winslet, his mentor's wife, rang. Her voice rang sweet and clear: "Little Luis, where are you? Been missing me?"

"Every day without fail. You here yet?"

"Printing docs now. There in thirty minutes."

"Got it, waiting at the property office."

Hanging up, Luis grinned devilishly, hoisted Minda, bent her over the desk, ass thrust high and plump.

He stroked her plush rear, seized her slim hips, rammed his rigid length home.

One fierce plunge pulled a helpless wail from Minda:

"Oh god… so hard…"

"You little monster… don't fuck me so hard…"

"You'll swell up my pussy again… it feels so good…"

"Just kill me already…"

Her lusty screams dripped filth, and pounding this shameless beauty raw thrilled Luis to no end.

No holding back needed—he used her as a lust dump, hammering relentlessly, turning her ripe curves flushed crimson with heat.

Positions flipped for over ten minutes. At her fifth orgasm, Minda teetered on insanity.

Luis held out no more. He withdrew, clutched her head, bucked forward.

He ravaged her mouth like a cunt, strokes choking her throat, drawing stifled gasps.

Moments later, a primal growl escaped Luis as he exploded deep in her sultry mouth.

Time froze briefly, filled only by their heavy pants.