Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 650 Sexy Apocalypto [R18]

Squeezing Yennefer's plush, milky breasts, he bent forward and attached his mouth to her tender pink nipple.

"Hahhh~" Her arms encircled his head while she sensed his tongue and teeth gliding across her breast.

His rigid shaft pressed against her slick folds, the petals gripping it tightly.

Since coming back to life, no amount of intimacy with her husband could fully satisfy her endless cravings.

One of her hands slid downward, grasping his shaft and guiding the head to her entrance, where she rubbed it along her outer lips.

Vritra nipped at her nipple and surged ahead, burying his full length within her in a single stroke.

"Annngggg~" The empress let out a sultry moan, waves of ecstasy surging through her frame.

It would be amazing if his other wives could lactate like his mother did.

Yet her breasts remained utterly delectable, so he nursed on her nipples, alternating between the pair.

As his cock plunged ever deeper with every thrust, wet squelching noises echoed around them.

He continued sucking her nipples until they grew slightly tender and flushed red, then at last released the sensitive peaks.

Gazing at her stunning face, he rose up, their lips meeting in a fervent kiss.

Stifled moans escaped as Vritra delivered a powerful thrust, unleashing torrents of hot seed into her depths.

The empress shattered into a powerful climax, relishing the warmth of his favorite essence filling her womb.

He remained embedded inside her a moment longer while they shared their kiss.

Then he withdrew, her inner walls clutching at his cock as though reluctant to let it go.

This marked only the beginning, with Yennefer reclining and breathing heavily, a light sheen of sweat shining on her pale, creamy skin.

She caught her breath in heavy pants, content for now but her desires still burning strong.

"So Tess, are you ready?" Vritra turned to Teresa, who appeared somewhat bashful about the situation.

In particular, since they were making love in view of all his other wives, yet she offered no refusal.

"Y-Yes, husband." Teresa rose to her feet, her fists balled in nervous tension as she drew near him.

Her uniform came in pure black, amplifying her goth bad-girl allure.

With her dark lips and ghostly pale skin, she truly resembled a proud goth matron.

Vritra couldn't resist drawing her close into his embrace and claiming those plump, soft black lips, drawing on them gently.

"Mhmm~" Teresa returned the kiss, softly draping her arms over his shoulders and looping them around his neck.

She cherished the gentleness he showed her, preferring tender lovemaking over the fierce passion he shared with most of his other wives.

Treated with such affection and warmth, Vritra made her feel far beyond her wildest dreams.

Leaning closer, she nipped lightly at his lip before her timid tongue ventured forth, brushing and twining with his.

Vritra appreciated when Teresa showed more initiative and displayed her enthusiasm, so he deliberately eased the rhythm.

Encircling her waist with his arms, Vritra lifted her toward the bed all while locked in their kiss.

Their tongues danced in a gentle, playful tangle as Vritra captured hers, nibbling and drawing on her startled tongue.

Her saliva carried a sweet flavor, but soon she eased up and delved into his mouth, stroking and exploring every part.

He eased her down softly, prolonging their kiss for a bit more time.

Eventually their lips separated, leaving the beauty beneath him gasping for air.

He pressed kisses to her flushed cheek, then trailed to her neck, sucking at her skin and marking her perfect complexion.

His teeth grazed into her yielding flesh as she whimpered beneath him, tilting her head back to grant him fuller access to her vulnerable spots.

He undid the buttons of her shirt, revealing more of her alluring form, its milky and creamy allure tempting him to devour it all.

Teresa's breasts appeared incredibly plush, his hands sinking into their yielding softness upon contact.

A flush colored her cheeks as she shyly looked away, her instinctive responses only heightening his arousal.

Vritra dipped lower, his kisses tracing down her neck until his face nestled in her cleavage, her breasts enveloping him from both sides.

He nipped at her breast, drawing a generous portion into his mouth and tugging it playfully.

"Ahhh~" Teresa's body quivered in his hold, her shyness fading as she craved even more of his focus.

To shower her with kisses across her entire body, to hold her close and linger in that embrace.

He marked her breasts with bites, scattering imprints everywhere before finally enveloping her nipple with his lips.

Using one hand, he worked loose her pants, easing them down her shapely thighs.

Next, his fingers ventured lower to caress her folds, already slick with her arousal.

"My naughty Tess is already so excited?" Vritra drew away from her nipple and regarded her with a playful smirk.

Teresa hid her face, nibbling her lip, yet her body shook as he abruptly nipped at her nipple.

He stroked her folds a while longer, aware he shouldn't delay his other wives any further, so he positioned himself between her thighs.

Aligning the tip at her entrance, he advanced gradually, sensing her velvety walls yielding to envelop his shaft bit by bit.

"Hnnggggg~ Mmphhh~" Teresa groaned as her depths stretched to accommodate his girth, molding perfectly to him while he delved further inside.

Initially, she had doubted whether something so massive could fit, but now that he had reshaped her to welcome him, no pain accompanied it.

Her form instinctively recalled his dimensions and contours, hugging his length as it probed profoundly into her core.

Her moans grew louder, words failing her, though joy filled her at this intimate union with her husband.

The sensation was utterly divine.

Vritra halted once fully sheathed within her, leaning in and causing her inner muscles to flutter.

The head nudged and massaged her most sensitive spot.

She had never imagined a time when another's touch could reach her so deeply.

And having arrived on this planet with her powers sealed, she no longer needed such caution.

Even contact from Yasmine or others wouldn't impact her now.

Pressing his lips to her plush ones, Vritra sensed her walls squeezing fiercely around his shaft, her tissues throbbing.

As she loosened slightly, he drew back before driving in with added vigor.

The pair clung to each other fiercely, their bare forms melded as Vritra rocked in a leisurely rhythm.

This style of intimacy felt even more sinful, more instinctive, their bodies fused so completely, nearly merging into one.

His shaft lingered deep, battering her womb repeatedly, breaching the welcoming barrier.

With her curse lifted, the chance for a child returned, and she yearned desperately for Vritra to fill her with his seed.

Their mouths joined as Vritra shifted slightly, rolling them to lie on their sides, gazes locked.

Their limbs entwined securely, Teresa's legs hooked around his while he maintained his steady thrusts.

It wasn't long before Teresa climaxed, the pleasure overwhelming, particularly in this pose.

Vritra showed no sign of stopping and continued his motions.

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