Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 610 The Brutal Battle [R-18]

In the midst of her shock, Yasmine's garments ripped open; she hadn't foreseen this either, yet she refused to yield.

Particularly with her offspring and cherished milk at stake, and ecstasy serving as the means to validate it all.

Vanessa, Diana, and Fiona glanced into the chamber in astonishment, their gazes fixed on Vritra as he shed his attire.

Regardless of how often they beheld his form, each glimpse remained just as captivating.

Fiona swallowed hard, fixating on his toned physique and flawless skin; his back appeared so wide with perfectly sculpted muscles.

His allure was immensely potent, and he seemed incredibly robust; how could the trio resist such allure?

They hurriedly dashed into the room; after all, they craved that 'proof' too.

Before long, the space echoed with gasps; Vritra's massive shaft was buried deep within Yasmine as she straddled him.

Meanwhile, Vanessa positioned herself above her son's mouth while he pleasured her orally. Fiona had to bide her time.

One of his hands was occupied teasing the goddess; he was utterly enveloped by his stunning spouses.

With some tension eased from Vritra's thoughts, he unleashed his full vigor.

Time dragged on for hours as every woman got her womb overflowing repeatedly.

Gradually, they collapsed onto the bed, utterly drained; keeping pace with his strength and tempo proved utterly beyond them.

Fiona and Diana were the first to bow out of the fervent session, while Vanessa and Yasmine held firm.

They aided each other, alternating turns to allow brief moments of recovery.

The heavens had darkened ages ago; the quartet even lost track of the duration or the number of times they'd been brimming.

Fiona and Diana dozed off past midnight, whereas Vritra, his mother, and Yasmine continued relentlessly.

Naturally, they muffled all noises to avoid rousing the two weary ones.

As dawn began to lighten the sky slightly, Vanessa conceded defeat and lay immobile, totally depleted.

Her abdomen swelled faintly from her son's thick essence, while her intimate area and peaks throbbed with mild ache.

She let out a breath; they'd pushed the intensity a tad too far.

Yet soon enough, exhaustion claimed her too, lulling her into slumber, though a grin lingered on her lips; it had been utterly divine.

It grew even more tantalizing with Vritra engaging four spouses simultaneously; it surpassed ordinary intimacy in its raw sensuality.

Now, just Yasmine persisted, resisting with every ounce of her resolve.

"Heh, it's impossible for you to win." Vritra laughed lightly as he slapped her plush rear, savoring its quiver.

"Ahhh~ Haa, there's no such word as i-impossible in my dictionary, Hnnngggg~ Mmmm~" Yasmine responded through her cries, her gaze fierce and defiant.

Next, she bent down and seized his mouth; their tongues clashed fiercely within.

When the embrace ended, Vritra flipped them over, kneading her breasts as he latched onto her sensitive bud.

He engulfed it in his mouth and drew upon it with force.

His length ravaged her depths, her fluids spilling freely; her sweet cries only fueled Vritra's fervor.

In the end, the dragon empress had indeed fibbed.

The term impossible did exist in her lexicon after all.

Several hours afterward, right as Fiona and the rest stirred awake.

Yasmine, freshly flooded once more, slumped into sleep before Vritra even withdrew from her.

She was profoundly fatigued. They'd once indulged for an entire week, but he'd clearly restrained himself then; this round, he aimed to dominate his partners.

Thus, he held little back, granting them waves of heightened bliss.

"Mhmm, good morning, honey…" As Vanessa roused, she watched Vritra exit Yasmine and drape a cover over her.

She marveled that they'd only just wrapped up; Yasmine boasted remarkable stamina.

But her eyes then settled on his shaft, slowly deflating; a smile curved her lips as she approached.

Wasn't it a mother's role to assist her boy? So this morning, she chose to tidy him up.

"Let me clean it up." She said, and prior to Vritra's reply, she cradled his member softly in her tender hands.

She lapped a few times, then enclosed the head with her lips and started swirling and drawing.

SLURP SLURP

She extracted every lingering drop of hot seed, relishing its exquisite flavor.

'Haa, pure delight to savor it right at dawn.' Vanessa mused while indulging.

GULP

Vritra was caught off guard and aroused anew; his fingers trailed along her silky pale back, his touch gliding over her flesh.

As Vanessa's tongue kept swirling, prodding, and tasting, she abruptly felt his shaft swelling in her grasp.

"SLURP Oh, uh, I think I should stop—" Her body still ached everywhere, and her core remained hypersensitive.

Besides, her womb brimmed with his load; she could assimilate it straight, yet that required moments.

Even strolling steadily would challenge her briefly, so his formidable erection daunted her a touch.

"Ha, too late, Mom, it's your doing." Vritra abruptly pinned his mother's curvaceous frame beneath him; his rod plunged straight into her tender, soaked entrance.

Once more, the room resounded with whimpers; Fiona and Diana jolted in alarm.

Unable to withstand further, they opted to withdraw wisely and head to the bath.

Or that was the intention, but due to Vanessa's slip, the two hapless ladies endured another torrent of ecstasy.

Yasmine slumbered on as Fiona, Vanessa, and Diana each succumbed to utter rapture.

…

Vritra aided his spouses in bathing and attiring themselves, one after another; the four were exceedingly worn out.

Fiona eyed Vritra with faint reproach as he cascaded warm water over her; her folds were so tender that his merest brush could spark climax anew.

Vritra merely grinned at their endearing responses, having exacted his payback on Fiona effectively.

Ere long, the four ladies lounged on the bed or couch; Teresa, reclining nearby, shared the space too.

"Are you four okay? Your cheeks are so flushed. You seem exhausted as well; you're not ill, are you?" Teresa inquired with concern.

"We're fine, ahhh~ cough" Diana bent to grasp the cup but quivered suddenly as her tips brushed her fabric.

She couldn't even don her undergarment. Vritra had evidently been lenient with them previously.

"Yeah, it's nothing. Hubby just got a little rough in his play; anyway, what did you want to share with us?" Yasmine said; her legs clamped firmly shut.

Teresa regarded them oddly, pondering the true events.

But then her sight shifted to Vritra, erasing all else; a radiant smile bloomed across her stunning features.

"Husband, you truly are well; I feared you were just reassuring me." She said joyfully.

"Yes, I am fine. See, there was no cause for concern." He replied, stroking her velvety flushed cheek; then his face grew solemn as he continued.

"After my discussion with the Divine, I uncovered some… crucial matters."

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