Chapter 5 Dream

I have to remember that I am no longer in my world; this is an entirely different world with its own rules, and I must read all of Lucifer's memories to grasp everything.

Mother earlier questioned me about drinking her milk directly from her breast. It is not a problem to drink her breast milk; my mother has never been disgusted by my request.

We live in a world where sex is considered normal. They regard sex as a normal activity, similar to completing some form of exercise.

For example, if someone is having sex in public and people notice that they are fucking each other, they just converse with them normally and pass by them.

In the natural world, men act like women; they are weak, can't do hard work, and lack magic; they only take care of the house and children.

They are not easily sexually aroused, and men in this world believe that sex is bad for them. As a result, there are few men in this world.

And there would be a bad situation if I did not deal with the topic gently. But it's all right now since she won't mistrust me so quickly.

Because of my behavior, she believed I didn't like drinking milk. She handed me a wooden cup containing sour breast milk in the morning. Now I could drink her breast milk directly from her nipple on a daily and at any time basis.

Oh! Just considering it, I'm sucking her nipples so hard right now that you can see the firm tent in my trousers.

Mother, who cuddles me like a baby when a mother attempts to sleep with her newborn, my dick is so hard right now. Her breast is touching my lower body in that position, and my dick is poking her breast right now.

That makes me want to fuck her even more. It felt so fantastic that I believed if I did it for a while, I would come.

But I don't want it to end like this; I want to have more fun with my mother, and I want to make sure that all of my dreams come true.

My imagination is running wild right now, and all I can think of is pushing her down too far on the bed and fucking her as much as I can.

What! Why are you all staring at me right now, seeing garbage in your house?

Oh! You all think I have an unhealthy obsession with Mother, don't you? What I can do right now is have the opportunity to make my dream come true, so why can't I?

I always fantasize about having sex with beautiful women, and right now, a beautiful woman is standing in front of me without a bra, exposing her breasts. If I don't have any inappropriate thoughts, what should I do with this dick, who is so still that it feels like it will break my pants right now?

I literally die while masturbating; what can I do about this desire? Do you know what it's like to die doing this? Just imagine it when I die from shock.

When they arrived to check what had occurred, they simply opened the door and discovered a man grasping his dick and dying.

What do you think—would people be sad for me dying or laugh at me dying while masturbating?

'I don't want to think about it since it hurts my heart and balls.' Why did simply thinking about it make my ball hurt? You're having a good time when someone comes up behind you and kicks your balls.

How does that feel? Do you experience that pain? I feel that much anguish when a f*cking earthquake comes along and hands me a death gift card. ( I just wanted to make sure that you have balls in your pants and if you don't then I'm sorry my friend" Haaaa).

Now that I have the opportunity to accomplish my ambition, I will go to any length to ensure that my desire to fuck every sort of woman comes true.

'awooo.'

'Shit did I just howl like a dog.'

(Hey guys, I am trying to make MC funny, serious, lecherous, lustful. A normal guy can become if he is reborn in this type of world and I will try to make a better scene. So have fun and become lustful awooooo shit)