Usagi-chan watched her mother for only a second before pouncing.
She mounted my lap, her small hands wrapping around my cock once more, her stroking frantically.
And seriously, her eyes were nearly crazed with need, her pupils blown wide, and her tongue darting out to lick her lips.
"So I can do as I like with Benjamin Mark-sama? Saiiiiko!"
Eep! Spare !
I stared down at her, the realization dawning in , and understood the shift had happened.
Usagi-chan... No, Usagi-sama was no longer acting like a playful child.
She moved with predacious grace, her hips rolling as her fingers squeezed my cock with expert pressure.
Her tongue flicked out to lap at the pre-cum beading at the tip, moaning softly at the tast—
Wait, Silverøse, are you absolutely certain this daughter of yours obeyed that no-sex rule for those fifty years?!
The reality is different here, though! She’s as good as that green pervert called Midori.
And Silverøse... Silverøse had now beco the innocent one?
She stood there blushing furiously; her hands hovering uncertainly, shyly hiding her breasts, and her ears drooped in nervous embarrassnt even though her body betrayed her excitent;
Her nipples looked diamond-hard, and her thighs were pressing together, a fresh trickle of wetness visibly sliding down her leg. So hot.
The roles had flipped in an instant.
***
Usagi-chan’s tiny mouth obscenely stretched around the swollen tip of my cock, her lips forming a perfect, glistening seal as she took deeper with each slow bob.
Her cheeks hollowed on the upstroke, her tongue swirling brutally along the under, tracing every thick vein before grazing the sensitive pit at the tip.
She pulled back just enough to let her saliva drip in long, shining strings from her lower lip to my cock, then dove down again, her throat relaxing to swallow another inch.
And what’s worse is that, between slurps she muttered the filthiest things in that sweet, high-pitched voice that used to sound so innocent.
"Mmmph... Benjamin Mark-sama’s cock is so thick... Usagi-chan’s throat feels all stretched out and cramd... ngh... I wanna choke on it till I cry..."
She popped off for a heartbeat, gasping as a thick strand of her spit linked her tongue to my pulsing dickhead.
"Usagi-chan’s pussy is dripping so much..." she raised her big eyes up to , "it’s making a ss on the floor... do you wanna see, Benjamin Mark-sama? Wanna watch this little bunny driiiiiiiiiip for you?"
Please, stop talking like that?!
Then she swallowed up again, purring around the rod, the vibration shooting straight up my spine.
I stared down at her in stunned disbelief.
Where the hell had the cute, shy, ear-twitching Usagi gone?
This creature kneeling between my thighs was a fully mature, sex-starved succubus wearing the face of an angel.
And I sense Déjà vu! This isn’t going to end up like how it did with Izra, right?
But before I could even process the thought, a soft, warm hand cupped my jaw and turned my face to the side.
SMOOCH!
Silverøse’s lips t mine unpredictably.
The kiss was hesitant initially—I could feel her trembling with embarrassnt—but the mont our tongues touched she lted against , her tongue bashfully brushing mine like she hadn’t been kissed in centuries.
Her breath was hitching, with small whimpers escaping into my mouth as she pressed closer, her ample breasts squishing against my arm.
"Geez, Benjamin Mark-sama..." she whispered against my lips, her cheeks flaming red, and her ears drooping in slight sha. "I-It’s not only my daughter here... Look at too."
Oh. Trust , I’m looking at you, alright.
Just that...
I wanted to ask about her husband.
The question burned on my tongue. But asking felt too cruel and too invasive, so instead I made the easier, filthier choice: just commit adultery right here and deal with whatever fallout ca later!
"Ever since my husband died in battle against so demon spies..." Silverøse began, almost as if she read my mind.
Between deep, wet kisses she murmured against my mouth, her voice shaky, "...eighty years ago... I’ve found it so difficult to ease myself. All the n I et are too rough, and too forceful... they don’t care about how I really feel but just ravage ..."
Her tongue warily licked along my lower lip, her red eyes eting mine. "But when I saw the way you massaged Usagi’s ears... so gentle and so careful... I... I suddenly wanted it too...!"
So... touching... and emotional; except, all while she spoke, Usagi-sama never stopped working.
The wet, sloppy sounds of her sucking filled the room—gluck-gluck-gluck! —as she worked my cock like she was starving, her small hands pumping the base she couldn’t fit entirely inside her mouth, with drool running down my balls.
Even I was embarrassed by it all.
Either way, I truly was touched by Silverøse’s intimate confession. So I lifted my free hand—the hand that wasn’t calmly holding Usagi-sama’s head back in panic—and gently wrapped my fingers around one of her long silver ears.
They were larger than Usagi-sama’s, being thicker at the base. Not to ntion, the fur was impossibly soft and plush like stroking warm quality wool.
The inner skin was balmy, flushed a deep rose, and when I squeezed the base with gradual, firm pressure, Silverøse’s entire body shuddered like she’d been shocked.
"Ah—!"
Her knees buckled.
Then she grabbed my shoulders for support, panting against my neck as I kneaded deeper; rolling my thumb along the sensitive inner fold, tugging gently at the dinsions, then squeezing the base again in rhythmic pulses.
Every squeeze made her hips twitch forward involuntarily. Her nipples dragged against my arm, evidently rock-hard.
And I could see thin trickles of wetness slid down the inside of her thigh.
"Benjamin... Mark-sama..." she moaned, her voice breaking. "It’s... it’s too much... my ears are so sensitive... ah... ahhh...!"
But unfortunately, her cries of pleasure were music to my ears. So I increased the pressure, my fingers sinking into the plush fur, massaging calmly in dawdling loops.
Silverøse’s breathing turned into piercing, desperate gasps. Her tail jiggled wildly behind her, and her whole body trembled on mine, her scent almost intoxicating .
Then... she scread.
"C... CUMMING!!"
Her back arched violently.
And a gush of clear fluid squirted from her pussy, splashing onto the floor between her spread thighs.
And after making one hell of an after-cum face—her eyes rolled up, and her tongue out—she collapsed downward, breaking from my chest to the ground. She was shuddering, her ears twitching on the floor, aftershocks rippling through her.
[System Notification]
Partial Bond Ford: Silverøse (Bunny Beastkin) – Ear Stimulation
[Ability Upgraded: Super Leap has beco Supre Leap]
"Silverøse?" I stared down at her in shock and worry. "Are you okay—?"
my hips jolted forward on instinct to help her up, but before I could move to help, sothing hot, impossibly tight, and dripping wet engulfed the entirety of my cock in one fell swoop.
Usagi... sama.
Which reminds , I totally forgot she was still here.
While I’d been lost in kneading her mother’s ears like dough, the little imp had climbed higher, positioned her soaked pussy right over my cock, and was waiting for the perfect mont to attack!
The sudden thrust I made buried to the depth inside her tiny pussy.
She cried out, gored by my cock—a muffled, but ecstatic sound—tears instantly springing to her eyes as her walls tightened like an anaconda around .
Her small body quivered passionately, her inner muscles beating, draining frantically without any movent.
"So good..." she whimpered, her voice trembling, and her tears streaming down her cheeks. "Sooooooo good...!"
Oh no.
I’d lost all reason.
My hands imdiately flew to her narrow waist, my fingers almost digging into it completely, and I started thrusting; intensely, fervently, and relentless.
Each slam lifted her tiny fra off my lap, her legs dangling hopelessly, her toes curling in the air.
Her tongue lounged out, her eyes rolled back in bliss as drool dripped from her chin onto her small bouncing breasts.
Her pussy was a warm furnace; tight, slippery, and gripping so hard it hurt in the best way. Wet squelching sounds echoed with every brutal plunge, her juices running down my balls, soaking the cushion beneath us.
Silverøse stirred up, lifting her body from the ground.
Her eyes were... glassy, dazed with afterglow, but the mont she saw her daughter impaled on my cock, it was like sothing primal flashed across her face.
She lunged forward and claid my mouth again; this ti around, there wasn’t any timid maiden anymore...
This woman was hungry and desperate, her tongue plunging deep into my mouth while I slamd into Usagi over and over.
Usagi’s small hands clawed at my shoulders. Her pussy was spasming madly.
I... couldn’t hold back no more.
With a primordial groan I buried myself to the root and ca, with chunky, heavy wires of cum flooding her tiny pussy, overflowing imdiately as white cream leaked out around my cock, and dripping down her thighs.
Usagi ca at the sa instant, her whole body seizing, a high-pitched scream muffled against my neck as her walls sapped every last drop from .
[System Notification]
New Bond Ford: Usagi (Bunny Beastkin)
[Abilities Gained / Upgraded:]
- Concealnt increased to maximum → evolved to [Invisibility]
- Heat Conservation
- Superhuman Reflexes increased to maximum → evolved to [Divine Reflexes]
I collapsed back against the cushion, my chest heaving, with my cock still twitching inside Usagi’s fluttering pussy.
Silverøse continued to kiss in that longwinded, intimate, and soggy graze; it was so full of gratitude and lingering heat—she was so horny.
While her daughter trembled in my lap, still impaled and leaking; but suddenly smiling like she’d just won a Guinness World Record.
"Benjamin Mark-sama..." Silverøse’s eyes darted from to everywhere else, "I, too, desire for..."
I smiled as I carried Usagi-sama away from my lap.
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