Lucifer lay sprawled across the bed, caught between consciousness and oblivion, his breath slow and uneven. The room was hushed, as if even the air feared disturbing him. Moonlight slipped through the curtains, pooling softly over his tall, chiseled frame, tracing the sharp lines of his body as though admiring a masterpiece left unfinished.
His silver hair was disheveled against the pillow, strands clinging to his forehead where a darkened stain of blood marked a recent head injury. The wound spoke quietly of an accident—of a moment when balance was lost, when pain overtook strength and pulled him into unconsciousness. His emerald eyes, usually vivid and alert, were now hidden beneath half-closed lids, fluttering faintly as sleep held him in its grasp.
Even in this semi-conscious state, his presence remained striking. There was a natural charm about him—effortless, unforced—that lingered in the room. Anyone who looked at him would feel a strange mix of concern and admiration, drawn not by mystery or destiny, but by the simple fact that he was undeniably captivating, even at his most vulnerable.
Lucifer's body stiffened as the sensation of waking fully returned to him. Before he could gather his thoughts or question the unfamiliar faces around him, a presence pressed against his consciousness. It was not a sound he heard with his ears, but a voice that resonated directly inside his mind—clear, authoritative, and impossible to ignore. The moment it spoke, everything else faded into silence.
[ welcome chosen of Godess Amara in Sinflare Augustiland.
I'm DEPRAVED SYSTEM which will help you get normalized and comfortable in this new world where there is no morals and lust and sex follows ------- The world of sinflare augustiland is free world you can do anything to anyone but can't sexually abuse someone yet you can do if there is their consent.
The sex is free here there is no morals here people can procreate with anyone,anywhere, anytime they want there is also relationship between siblings father mother everything is allowed]
The words echoed again and again within his head, each line sinking deeper than the last. Lucifer lay motionless, his heartbeat pounding in his ears as he tried to comprehend the reality being forced upon him. A new world. A guiding system. Rules—or the complete absence of them. Whatever Sinflare Augustiland truly was, he understood one thing with chilling clarity: his existence had crossed into something utterly unfamiliar, and there would be no turning back.
After fully waking from his stupor, Lucifer's gaze slowly sharpened, and once again, the three women standing beside his bed came into view. This time, however, something changed. Recognition struck him like a quiet thunderclap.
The woman closest to him was Mia, his beloved mother, forty-two years of age. She possessed flowing blonde hair that framed her fair complexion, emerald eyes filled with warmth and worry, and soft lips that seemed permanently touched by gentleness. She wore a simple outfit—a red T-shirt paired with a black frock—yet the contrast only amplified her presence. There was an undeniable grace about her, an aura that drew attention without effort. Altogether, she was nothing short of breathtaking.
Beside her stood Amelia, Lucifer's eldest sister. At twenty-three, she carried herself with the poise of a married woman, her figure reflecting the transition from youthful softness to mature elegance. A black gown draped neatly over her form, complementing her striking red hair. Though her beauty was quieter when compared to Mia's radiant presence, it was undeniable in its own right—subtle, refined, and sincere.
Standing alongside Amelia was Sarah, her younger sister and Lucifer's second-eldest sibling, aged twenty-two. She bore a striking blend of both Mia's and Amelia's features, as though she had inherited fragments of each. Her expression carried a sharp edge, her demeanor hinting at a masochistic streak that set her apart. There was something raw and intense about her beauty—provocative in a way that felt instinctive rather than deliberate.
All three women wore the same expression—clear, unmistakable worry etched across their faces. It was a look that spoke volumes of their genuine concern for Lucifer's condition, leaving no doubt about the depth of their feelings for him.
A short distance away stood a man with a burly build, broad shoulders, and a wide chest. His black hair and dark eyes gave him a stern appearance, though the excited glint in his expression betrayed it. Dressed simply in shorts and a T-shirt, no different from what any ordinary man might wear at home, he was Christopher, Lucifer's father. There was something unusual about him—he have a chuck fetish.
In this world sex is free anyone can call or take other to sex when ever they wish or in form of barter system trade which Lucifer is witnessing right now.
His so called father Christopher was fucking a nurse and mia have no problem with it.
Nurse was in a light pink colour cowl neck
And positioned herself in grinding cowgirl cristopher was on top her thrusting with all his power raming and raming
" Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah god I'm draining ah nhm nn nn.
She was moaning under him "yes sir fuck"
... "fuck your little nurse aah aaah eeh aaeh
Yes fuck god deeper yes yes yes yes aah aah aah
eeah eeekkk yeaah yeah yes amm amm nhmm "
After thrusting in her for approx 15 minutes he shoot his milk in her pussy "shoot shoot shoot" 3 beam of white thick jelly liquid targeted her womb and nurse have her eyes rolled back in ahego expression after that it took 10 minutes to them to retain their sanity and nurse said thank you sir for your payment
We can discharge him tomorrow as we will keep him today as for observation.
This whole scenario doesn't effect trio of mother and daughter but Lucifer...., that's a different story his cock was rock hard crown bulging pink coloured 12inch straight it's like if he wasn't get relived right now his dick will explode.