[VENX-364] “Does auntie’s underwear turn you on?” Aunt milks every drop of her nephew’s semen with her freshly removed panties Misaki Hikari

I catch a glimpse of the old man, Mike, his gnarled fingers trembling as they grasp a horrific metallic contraption. I can only think of it as a sinister “spoon”. A chill runs through me. His eyes, clouded and sunken, reflect a lifetime of neglect and decay, a haunting reminder of the passage of time. I sense the weight of his hunger, a ravenous need that seems to consume not just me, but the very essence of his being. As the spoon plunges deeper in my anus, I feel the cold metal scrape against me, tearing away pieces of my existence. The sensation is jarring. I can see the contents of my bowels swallowed by the abyss of his insatiable appetite. Each bite he takes is a reminder of his own degeneration, the way his skin hangs loosely from his bones, and the way his breath comes in ragged gasps, as if he is fighting against the very act of consuming me. I want to scream, to resist, but I am powerless, trapped in this grotesque dance of desire and despair. The darkness envelops me as I am drawn closer to his mouth, the cavernous opening that promises oblivion, and… Read more »