Irene’s pussy didn’t give way at all as the mont I pushed myself all the way inside, I felt it, that solid, sudden barrier deep within. My cock’s tip was already kissing her cervix, and the jolt that ran through both of us was instant.
"Nghaaaaaaaaaahhh~!!!" she scread out, voice echoing as her back arched sharply, her entire body trembling from the shock of it. Her inner walls clenched down on so tight it felt like she was desperately trying to milk , each contraction rippling along my shaft.
Gabrielle’s warm, soft body was pressed hard against my back, her breasts squashed into . I could feel the hot trickle of her milk running down my spine with it being sticky, smooth, and strangely comforting. It wasn’t just physical warmth either as there was an almost dangerous sweetness to it, a decadent heat that seed to lt into my skin and sink straight into my bones.
I tightened my grip on Irene’s hips, my fingers digging in just enough to leave faint marks, and then I began moving—slow at first, savoring the way her heat swallowed , then building into a rhythm.
"Ahhh, nghhh, ah...~ Ah, ah, ahhh...!"
Each thrust made wet, sloppy sounds as I pulled out and pushed back into her drenched, needy cunt. From the corner of my eye, I saw Rose stir with her breathing quick, cheeks flushed, finally snapping out of the haze of her earlier orgasm. She crawled closer to us, her movents slow and deliberate, like a predator zeroing in on prey. She leaned down, bringing her face close enough to Irene’s that their breaths mingled.
"Ahhh... nnn...~ Nghhh...~"
"Haa... haa...~"
Rose’s hand was between her legs, fingers working herself over while she stared at Irene’s expression. Even after cumming earlier, her body still begged for more. That wasn’t surprising—not with the aphrodisiac burning through her system. The stuff was potent enough to make anyone lose their mind with lust. Honestly, the only reason she wasn’t locking her legs around like Irene was probably sheer willpower.
Irene had no such restraint. Her thighs clamped around my hips, locking in place with every deep thrust.
"Ahhh, ahhh...~ Ah, ah, ahhh...!"
Then, without hesitation, Rose leaned in and latched her mouth onto one of Irene’s breasts.
"W-Wha...?! R-Rose...!"
The sight hit like a punch to the gut—in the best possible way. My cock twitched inside Irene, swelling even harder. That image—Rose’s lips wrapped around Irene’s nipple, her hand still between her legs—was pure, unfiltered filth, and I loved it.
My pace quickened, my hips slamming into Irene harder, making her tits bounce with every movent.
"Ahhh, ahhh...~ Ah, ah, ahhh...!"
Her hand shot up, gripping the headboard so tightly that her knuckles blanched white. Her dazed eyes found mine, pupils blown wide, her mouth open in a silent gasp between moans as my cock slamd into her cervix again and again, each hit sending shivers through her body.
"C-Cumming...~ I’m going to cummm~!!" she cried out suddenly, her voice breaking.
That was all the push I needed. I decided to match her release, my body tensing, my thrusts turning rougher, deeper, and desperate.
"Ahhh—cumming, cumming, cumming, cumming, cumming, cumming, cummingggggggggggggggg~!!!"
Her eyes rolled back, her entire body shuddering as I exploded inside her, hot ropes of sen shooting directly into her womb. Her pussy spasd violently, milking every drop from while I emptied myself into her, filling her to the brim.
When the last spurt left , I finally pulled back. My cock slipped free, and a thick stream of cum followed, dribbling out of her swollen, twitching pussy to soak into the sheets.
Panting, I looked over at them again.
Both Irene and Rose were lying there with their legs spread, their pussies glistening with my cum as it slowly leaked out.
"Fufufufu... It’s so much, Master. With this amount, it wouldn’t even be surprising if the two of them got pregnant at the sa ti," Gabrielle said, her voice low and sultry.
"Well, that’s my intention," I replied, still catching my breath. "Do the two of you want to get pregnant with my child?"
The two of them exchanged a glance. There was a flicker of hesitation, sure, but behind it... their eyes told all I needed to know—they wouldn’t regret it.
Three won who had been through so much with ... now willing to carry my children. The thought alone was enough to make my cock twitch again.
I went right back at it, switching between them in missionary, their sticky pussies clinging to my cock with each thrust. The way they squeezed around felt like they were whispering in unison—make pregnant.
I pumped them full again and again, until my cum was dripping freely from both of them. And since they were still burning from the aphrodisiac, I decided to match their energy. I downed one myself, and within minutes, my mind was gone—nothing but pure, raw lust, every thought centered on fucking them senseless.
By the end of it, both of them were stuffed, their pussies swollen and overflowing with cum.
Gabrielle leaned in, her eyes locking with mine. "Master..." she murmured before cupping my face and kissing deeply.
Her tongue slid into my mouth, swirling and tangling with mine. I could taste sothing faintly sweet, mingled with the scent of her milk still dripping from her breasts.
"Do you want a taste?" she teased, pushing her massive breasts toward .
I didn’t hesitate. I latched onto one of her nipples, sucking hard.
The instant the warm, sweet liquid hit my tongue, I was hooked. The taste was intoxicating—smooth, creamy, almost addictive. I couldn’t stop drinking.
"Ah...~ M-Master, you’re sucking so hard..." she moaned, a playful giggle following.
"It seems you can’t help yourself now, huh?"
She must have felt my cock, already rock hard again, pressing against her swollen stomach.
"I can’t exert myself too much, so I don’t think it’d be a good idea for you to take the reins, Master. Why don’t you lie down and let handle it this ti?"
I pulled away from her nipple and t her gaze. She wasn’t joking as she was serious about taking control.
I leaned back on the bed, giving her space.
"Fufufufu...~ It’s been a while. I missed the feeling of your penis inside , Master," she said with a sultry smile.
"Well, the feeling is mutual," I replied, smirking.
She wrapped both hands around my cock, the heat of her palms sending a shiver up my spine, and guided it toward her glistening, sopping wet pussy.
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