Chapter 67: HELL HAS FURY

Having cummed thrice from Milia's passionate and meticulous attention, Sol had fallen asleep almost immediately. The day's tiredness, and the mental strain of the pleasure he received, coupled with the strain of the passion-filled exercise was just too much for him to do anything but immediately shuttle to the realm of sleep.

However, for some unknown reason, as the light of the sun, filtering through the curtains, shined on his shut eyes and began to rouse him from his deep sleep, he felt a wet and warm sensation surrounding his lower body, specifically his hardened meat-slab.

Slowly rubbing his heavy eyelids, still drooping with sleep, he looked at his crotch, and immediately, identified the source of the pleasurable feeling originating from his pleasure organ.

“Good morning, your highness.”

Milia looked up at him with a gentle and slightly lecherous smile, but for some reason, his underwear was pulled down to his knees and his morning wood was held firmly in her dainty hands, s