Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 650 Sexy Apocalypto [R18]
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Grasping Yennefer's plush milky breasts, Vritra bent forward and captured her tender pink nipple between his lips.
"Hahhh~" Her arms encircled his head while sensations from his tongue and teeth danced across her breast.
His rigid shaft nudged against her slick folds, the delicate lips gripping it eagerly.
Ever since her revival, even frequent encounters with her spouse left her craving further satisfaction.
One hand drifted lower, seizing his length and guiding its head to her opening, where she teased it along her outer lips.
Vritra nipped at her nipple before surging ahead, burying his full girth within her in a single powerful stroke.
"Annngggg~" The empress let out a sultry cry, waves of ecstasy surging through her frame.
Wouldn't it be amazing if his other spouses could produce milk like his mother?
Yet her bosom remained utterly delectable, so he nursed on her nipples, alternating between the pair.
His manhood plunged ever deeper with every drive, accompanied by wet, rhythmic squelches.
He continued suckling until her nipples grew tender and slightly reddened, then released the sensitive peaks.
Gazing at her stunning features, he rose to meet her in a fervent lip-lock.
Stifled groans echoed as Vritra delivered a forceful plunge, unleashing torrents of warm seed into her depths.
A powerful climax overtook the empress, her womb brimming with her beloved's essence.
He remained embedded within her a moment more as their kiss lingered.
Withdrawing, her inner walls clutched at his shaft, reluctant to let it escape its profound lodging.
This marked merely the opening bout; Yennefer reclined, breathless, a light sheen of perspiration highlighting her pale, smooth skin.
She recovered amid heavy breaths, content yet still yearning for more.
"So Tess, are you ready?" Vritra turned to Teresa, who displayed a hint of bashfulness about the situation.
In particular, with all his other wives watching their intimacy, though she offered no refusal.
"Y-Yes, husband." Teresa rose, her hands balled in tension as she drew near him.
Her attire was entirely dark, amplifying her gothic allure.
With ebony lips contrasting her fair complexion, she embodied a proud gothic seductress.
Vritra drew her close instinctively, claiming those plump, yielding black lips with gentle suction.
"Mhmm~" Teresa returned the affection, draping her arms lightly over his shoulders and linking them behind his neck.
She cherished his gentle approach, favoring soft lovemaking over the intense passion he shared with most others.
Cherished and adored, Vritra surpassed her wildest expectations in making her feel valued.
She nipped his lip softly before her hesitant tongue ventured forth, mingling and stroking against his.
Vritra appreciated Teresa's growing initiative and her displays of desire, prompting him to ease their rhythm considerably.
Enfolding her waist in his arms, Vritra lifted her toward the bed amid their ongoing kiss.
Their tongues twined in a playful, tender dance as he trapped hers, nibbling and drawing on her startled tongue.
Her saliva carried a sweet flavor, and soon she eased into it, venturing into his mouth to stroke and soothe every part.
He eased her onto the bed delicately, prolonging their kiss for several more moments.
Finally, their mouths separated, leaving the beauty beneath him gasping for air.
He pressed kisses to her flushed cheek, then trailed to her throat, marking her pristine skin with soft bites.
His teeth grazed her yielding flesh lightly as she whimpered beneath him, tilting her head to expose more of her vulnerable spots.
Undoing her blouse, he revealed greater expanses of her alluring form, its creamy allure tempting him to devour it entirely.
Teresa's mounds appeared incredibly plush; his hands sank into their supple give upon contact.
A flush colored her cheeks as she glanced away demurely, her instinctive responses fueling his arousal.
Vritra descended further, showering kisses along her neck before burying his face in her cleavage, her breasts enveloping him from either side.
He nipped at her breast, drawing a generous portion between his teeth and tugging it playfully.
"Ahhh~" Teresa quivered in his hold, her shyness yielding to a desire for his focused caresses.
She longed for him to lavish kisses across her entire body, to envelop her securely and linger in that embrace.
He marked her breasts with bites, scattering imprints before enveloping her nipple with his lips.
Using one hand, he worked free her trousers, easing them down her shapely legs.
His fingers then ventured to her core, finding her folds already slick with arousal.
"My naughty Tess is already so excited?" Vritra withdrew from her nipple, eyeing her with playful mischief.
Teresa hid her face, nibbling her lip, her body shuddering as he abruptly teased her nipple with his teeth.
He fondled her folds a while longer, aware he shouldn't delay his other partners, so he positioned himself between her legs.
Aligning his tip with her gateway, he advanced gradually, her velvety walls yielding to envelop his length bit by bit.
"Hnnggggg~ Mmphhh~" Teresa's cries filled the air as her depths stretched to accommodate him, his shaft delving further into her.
Initially, she doubted such impressive dimensions could fit, but now, molded to his form, no discomfort arose.
Her form recalled his contours flawlessly, hugging his member as it probed profoundly within her.
Her moans intensified, words failing her, yet joy swelled from this intimate union with her spouse.
The sensation was utterly divine.
Vritra halted once fully sheathed inside her, leaning in and causing her inner muscles to flutter.
His head nudged and massaged her most responsive spots.
She had never imagined experiencing such intimate contact from another.
Having arrived on this world with her powers sealed, caution no longer bound her.
Even contact from Yasmine or others posed no risk now.
Lips meeting softly, Vritra sensed her walls gripping his shaft fiercely, her tissues throbbing.
As tension eased from her, he withdrew slightly before advancing with added vigor.
They clung to one another, bare forms melded as Vritra rocked in unhurried strokes.
This intimate rhythm carried a deeper sensuality, a raw connection, their bodies fused so completely they seemed as one.
His length remained buried profoundly, repeatedly tapping her womb, breaching its welcoming barrier.
Free from her curse, the prospect of motherhood beckoned, and she yearned for Vritra to fill her with life.
Their mouths joined as Vritra shifted, rolling them to lie side by side, gazes locked.
Arms entwined securely, Teresa's legs hooked around his while he maintained his steady thrusts.
It wasn't long before Teresa reached her peak, the pleasure overwhelming, particularly in this embrace.
Vritra pressed on without breaking stride.
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