'M-my body—' His fingers didn't just thrust; they curled with Pleasure God precision, hooking against that textured patch inside her, massaging the swollen tissue while his thumb ground circles on her fat clit.

The combination made her eyes roll back, toes curling into tiptoes as her hips bucked against his hand.

"He knows... he knows exactly where to press... I can't escape it..."

Fresh slick gushed around his fingers, mixing with blood and cum, her pussy leaking like a broken faucet as the herbs intensified every nerve.

PAH! PAH!

Squelch... squelch...

"HNGGHH~! AHHN~!! ♡"

Mira bucked under him, her ass cheeks rippling with each slam, the force making her saggy udders swing and slap her arms, nipples leaking thin milk from the rough handling.

She clawed the grass, whispering broken begs between moans.

"M-Master... d-deeper... fill m-me like h-her... ngh!"

Her thoughts were incoherent screams.

"Deeper—how is he going DEEPER—my cervix—he's kissing it every time—"

Unlike her clumsy fingers or old lovers, his cock twisted on each withdrawal, the head flaring to catch her inner ridges before slamming back in at a galloping pace that blurred her vision.

Her pussy was gushing now, hot fluid spraying around his shaft with wet squelches, the herbs making her squirt in small bursts with each thrust.

"I'm leaking... can't stop... it's too much... but don't stop..."

Beside her, Helena writhed, his fingers curling inside to hit that raw spot, scooping out globs of his seed while pumping hard enough to make her clit throb.

Her face twisted toward Mira's, eyes locking in that shared slut haze, mouths brushing as they panted hot breaths on each other.

"It... h-hurts s-so g-good... s-share h-him..." Helena stammered, voice cracking into a whimper when his thumb ground her swollen clit.

Helena's mind burned with competitive need.

'She's getting his cock... but his fingers... they're magic... I'm going to cum from just this...'

The herbs had her clit swollen to painful sensitivity, and his thumb's relentless grinding made sparks shoot up her spine. Her pussy was leaking a steady stream now, the torn walls clenching rhythmically as pressure built in her core, green veins bulging around the stretched entrance from the strain.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

"IIEEKK~!!! F-FUUCKK~!! UNGH~!!! ♡"

The pounding dragged on, endless and merciless.

Viktor's sweat dripped onto Mira's back, his balls slapping her thighs with wet thwacks while he railed her deeper, the head battering her cervix like a ram.

His Cavalry Master stamina showed—no slowing, no fatigue, just endless pistoning that made her body jolt like she was being ridden at full gallop.

Each thrust angled with Pleasure God knowledge, grinding that magic spot until her bladder screamed, the inner folds rippling with veined pulses against his veiny length.

Her pussy walls milked him greedily, folds dragging along his shaft, pulling him in with every withdraw.

Mira's moans turned to muffled screams against the ground, her body trembling side-to-side, bumping Helena's as they lay there like breeding sows—tits heaving, asses quivering, faces inches apart in filthy ecstasy.

Thwack... thwack... squish...

Mira's mind shattered.

"It's coming—the big one—I'm going to flood—"

The pressure in her bladder hit critical mass, her pussy convulsing violently as his cock ground that spot one final time, the textured walls clamping with ribbed suction.

He twisted his fingers in Helena's cunt, scissoring them wide to stretch the torn membrane further, the pain making her squirt a weak spurt of bloody cum onto his palm, her clit nerve throbbing visibly under the skin.

She bucked her hips back instinctively, chasing the hurt, her free hand reaching out to grab Mira's arm, nails digging in as they stared into each other's eyes—pure bitch heat, tongues flicking out to taste the air between them.

"Spurt... hic... Anhngh~..."

Helena's thoughts were primal.

'Together... we're cumming together... like..'

"Take it, you both hungry wives," Viktor grunted, voice strained as he hammered Mira harder, his cock bloating inside her from the suction.

"Both of you—milk me dry."

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!

"AAHHH~!! M-MORE... P-PLEASE... OOUUGHH~!!! HIIYAA~!! ♡"

Mira shattered first this time, her pussy convulsing in violent spasms, clamping down so tight it nearly pushed him out.

A flood gushed from her, soaking his thighs and the bank—clear, musky fluid erupting in rhythmic jets as her body seized on tiptoes, the herbs amplifying her squirt into a torrential release.

"BREAKING—I'M BREAKING—YESSS—"

Her saggy tits flattened further as she collapsed forward, face grinding into the dirt beside Helena's.

But he didn't stop—kept pounding through her orgasm, turning it into a screaming mess of overstimulation, her walls fluttering like a dying fish around his invading meat.

"Gush... splatter... yip-yip..."

Helena came next from his fingers alone, the ruined pussy walls seizing, another trickle of blood-laced squirt spraying out as she howled, body slamming into Mira's in the shared tremble, her inner ridges pulsing with exaggerated grips on his digits.

"HIS FINGERS—BETTER THAN COCK—HOW—"

Their moans blended into a filthy chorus, broken whispers spilling from their lips.

"C-Cum in h-her... n-next m-me..." Mira begged, voice hoarse.

"Y-Yes... breed u-us both..." Helena echoed, their horny expressions twisting together—eyes rolled back, drool mixing on the grass.

"GROOARRGH...!"

Viktor roared, his balls tightening as he unloaded into Mira's womb—rope after thick rope of hot seed blasting against her depths, filling her until it backed up and leaked around his shaft in creamy white globs.

He thrust through it all, grinding deep, making sure every drop painted her insides while his fingers kept Helena's cunt plugged, forcing her to feel the overflow drip down her thighs.

Splat... splurt... squelch..."

Finally, he pulled out, cock still twitching, smeared with their combined messes.

Schlorp... drip...

The two women lay there panting, bodies pressed together in a heap of trembling flesh—asses red from slaps, pussies gaping and leaking, faces turned to each other with that sated, bitch-broken glow.

Cum oozed from Mira's bald slit, pooling under her, while Helena's fingered hole clenched empty, the pain lingering like a promise of more, faint milk beads trailing from her pinched nipples.

"Haa...Hnghh... whimper... hah..."

He grunted, a satisfied sound deep in his chest, and slid back into the warm, herbal water of the pond.

He settled himself on a wide, flat rock at the edge, sinking until the green-tinged water reached his chest.

He leaned back like a king on his throne, the steam rising around him.

"I guess, I still need time," he commanded, his voice echoing slightly over the water.

"Haah... Let's just take bath for now."

Helena and Mira stirred, their movements slow and pained.

They pushed themselves up, bodies smeared with mud and cum, and stumbled into the water, their faces a mask of exhausted obedience.

Once they were clean, he patted his thick, wet thighs. "Here."

They obeyed without a word.

Mira, ever the bolder one, climbed onto his right thigh, her saggy udders squishing against his chest like wet pillows.

Helena, her eyes still clouded with a mixture of pain and shame, hesitantly settled on his left.

Their combined weight was immense, their asses swallowing his legs, their naked bodies pressing in on him from both sides. ♡

Mira immediately went to work, her lips finding his neck, sucking a fresh bruise into his skin with a soft "slurp".

Her tongue darted out, licking the salty sweat from his collarbone.

"Ahh~..." Mira sighed huskily against his skin, her breath hot.

But her mind was a war zone beneath the obedience.

'Wh-what have you made me into... Master?'

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