Deewa felt a sudden chill in her heart, sensing that this guy was a pervert, a madman. At first, she had been somewhat playful, but now she began to worry about her own personal safety.

For her own security, Deewa played along, saying, "Auntie is so beautiful, naturally lovely. Even without makeup, no matter how much I dress up, I could never compare to her."

"At least you have some self-awareness, you slut."

David was clearly very pleased to hear this. After a moment's thought, he said, "Don't put on any makeup tonight either, you hear me?!"

Deewa nodded obediently. Seeing that David's mood had improved and he was starting to act normal again, she couldn't help but tease him, "You're so fierce, you scared me. Are you that fierce with your mother too?"

"Of course not. My mom isn't fierce either. She's a very gentle woman."

David spoke as if reminiscing.

Deewa tied up her hair simply, then looked at him and said softly, "Then be gentle with me too. If you like it, wouldn't it be more like your mother if I were gentler?"

As soon as these words were spoken, David's expression grew excited. Not only were his lips trembling, but a tent also rose beneath his crotch.

Seeing his intense reaction, Deewa knew that changing her approach was right. This young master David was psychologically twisted and had a mother complex. She had to cater to his preferences.

She wouldn't have to suffer much, and she could still maximize the benefits. At most, it would just mean playing along with this mother-obsessed guy in some cosplay.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been like that earlier."

David excitedly stubbed out his cigarette and said with a trembling voice, "My mom likes to call me 'Baby.' When we're together, you should call me that too. Even your voice sounds so much like my mom's."

"Really? Then be nicer to me. Whenever you like, call me Mommy, and I'll call you Baby, okay?!"

Deewa's words made David feel utterly enchanted. Adding the mother-son role-play to their intimate moments would probably be an unimaginable ecstasy for him.

David felt his blood rushing intensely toward his corpus cavernosum. Even his testicles were throbbing with excitement. Just the verbal stimulation had made his cock so hard it was almost unbearable.

With his blood boiling and desire surging unprecedentedly, David even experienced nervous spasms that made his whole body tremble. His eyes widened, bloodshot, giving him a somewhat deranged look.

He uncomfortably rubbed his already hardened cock through his pants, it was the first time since puberty that he had ever gotten this hard.

Panting heavily, he said, "Mommy, Baby feels so uncomfortable!!"

Having no illusions to begin with and only wanting to squeeze out more benefits, now that she had started, she had to make this young master David completely infatuated with her.

Deewa made her expression look concerned and her tone gentle. After a glance at his crotch, she said softly, "Where does Baby feel uncomfortable? Let Mommy take a look."

This further intensified the stimulation for David. He immediately unbuckled his belt and tossed it aside, excitedly and frantically pulling down both his suit pants and underwear together.

The moment his dick came out, Luis almost laughed. A tiny little thing, about ten centimeters when hard, somewhat thin and with barely any hair, essentially just an underdeveloped brat.

David grabbed his own penis and started stroking it, panting excitedly, "Mommy, I feel so bad. Please help Baby."

Deewa slowly moved closer to him, then put on a pitiful look and said, "Baby has grown up. His little cock is all hard now, but how can he get hard in front of Mommy?"

"You naughty child. How can Mommy help you... Unless Mommy kisses it?"

"Does Baby want Mommy to put it in her mouth? And then shoot his semen into Mommy's mouth?"

The gentle voice, the innocent tone mixed with a hint of virtuous softness, such a tone stimulated David nearly to madness.

Deewa couldn't hide the smugness in her eyes. Facing this arrogant little punk, she seemed to have already figured out how to make him utterly obsessed.

Deewa walked up to him and slowly crouched down, watching him jerk off up close, all while speaking in a chiding tone, "You naughty little baby. How can you masturbate right in front of Mommy?"

"Could it be... you really want to stick your little cock into Mommy's mouth?"

"Yes, Mommy, please, I beg you. Lick it for me. Baby is in so much pain."

Over here, the mother-son cosplay drama was gradually reaching its climax. Luis watched, stunned, never having imagined that young master David had such a perverted side. He almost forgot that his original purpose in coming was to beat him up.

Watching this scene, he felt somewhat sorry for him, but this bastard was also especially hateful.

Especially that excited expression of his, which held very little genuine tenderness. Coupled with his earlier words and actions, it was purely about fulfilling his own twisted, mother-obsessed desires through Deewa.

So absorbed was he in watching the show that he was suddenly interrupted by a System prompt:

"Ding... Item (Clone Technique). The current God's-eye view state is also counted within the time limit."

"Eight minutes have already been consumed. Item remaining time: 22 minutes..."

Fuck, such a precious System item couldn't be wasted like this. Luis had felt a momentary softness earlier, but as soon as he came to his senses, he realized he was being a complete saint.

What did this guy's twisted mother complex have to do with him? This little bastard was constantly looking for trouble. In the end, he just wanted to satisfy his own desire to fuck his birth mother. What was there to sympathize with?

"Ding... Activate clone form immediately?"

"Activate!"

In an instant, Luis felt himself materialize from mere thought and consciousness, abruptly standing to the side.

The absurd part was that he was completely naked, not a stitch of clothing on him. Forget a suit and tie, he didn't even have underwear on. His cock was erect, standing tall and swaying slightly.

Damn it, why was the external avatar like this? Shouldn't it have appeared with clothes and everything?

This was definitely a bug the System hadn't accounted for. Luckily, they were in this private space. If this had happened in public, given this item's function...

He'd have ended up on TV once and been socially ruined right then and there. Nowadays, running around naked was already a pretty rare sight.

An hourglass suddenly appeared above his head, showing 21 minutes and 35 seconds remaining. No need to guess, this was the item's time limit.

With time limited, Luis certainly wouldn't continue playing the saint. The moment the clone formed, he fiercely charged forward and landed a hard slap on the lust-dazed David.

His Combat Expertise inherently included professional striking ability. Now that his stamina had recovered to 8, he wouldn't claim to be at the peak of human capability, but he was definitely stronger than 98% of people.

In such a situation, someone with David's scrawny, chicken-like frame had no time to react.

Luis kicked him in the stomach, instantly causing such pain that his whole body trembled, unable to move. Then, without pause, he followed up with several more slaps in one smooth motion, thoroughly dazing the young master.

Heaven have mercy, young master David had been pampered since childhood, raised in luxury with fine clothes and food. While his health was decent, losing his virginity at a young age and indulging incessantly in wine and women had left his body practically useless.

Even if Luis held back from taking his life, the beating was more than David could endure. In a swift motion, Luis grabbed David's own underwear and stuffed it into his mouth, leaving the young master no chance to even scream.

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