*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*
From being pressed against the sofa to being pressed against the room's wall, Frida was sure of one constant- The relentless impact of Evian's cock at the very end of her insides, and Evian in turn reveled in how her muscles tightened around him and tried their hardest to suck out every bit of his warm seeds his balls had so far managed to create.
Evian rejoiced in the warmth of her innards and, the absolute pleasure that was spread all over his body with his cock acting like a conducting rod collecting all the tingles right from the succulent source.
Even as he moved aggressively backward and forward, Evian tried his best to keep his hands as gentle as they could be on her body- Rubbing all over her skin and squeezing whatever he could squeeze while kissing and sucking wherever he could.
Eventually, his hands ended up at her front, grabbing hold of her breasts and lifting them in all their hefty glory and mauling them like a child with a toy, and really, crass as it might sound, that was not entirely untrue.
What he held was his...
There was nothing more official than his possessiveness and Frida's surrender to said possessiveness.
Never would Evian get tired of grabbing hold of such magnificent funbags just as he would never get tired of drilling his cock into her warm and inviting snatch-
Oh, the deliciousness...
Oh, the feeling of longing...
"Ngh!"
As Evian let out a particularly impactful groan/grunt, he found himself feeling not as at ease as he was when he decided to make the journey to the Renan Estate. He was confident Frida would wait for him, confident he would be missed and remembered all through his absence but now he felt a desire to stay- Maybe remain in the warm embrace of the mature women he had tamed in Verdelen City.
The thought surfaced, it marinated and grew but Evian in turn thrust it aside, shaking off all those feelings and opting for stoicism instead. He had to be away, there was just so much ground to conquer sexually and martially.
After the Turf War, his Soul-eating and subsequent strength increase had taken a necessary pause.
Even if he decided to continue hunting and killing without the banner of a war for the sake of appearance, he was eventually still going to be faced with a dead end when the resources in the City became insufficient.
Anyway,
With a powerful grunt, he released a copious batch of seeds deep into Frida's pussy, her hungry snatch gobbling up his length and happily welcoming and receiving all that he had to give in shuddering pleasure.
"Until I leave," Evian said as he slowly took them to the floor, his cock still hard and still buried within her, "I am yours."
"Good," Frida said, making sure to keep the shakiness all over her body out of her voice, "But remember what I told you..."
A few weeks was all it took for her to find one who could match her libido and the same amount of time was all Evian needed to turn her from a nympho who sought any and all touches to one who sought his and his alone- One who would live in agony and unsatisfactory self-gratification rather than betray the one she had truly given her mind and body to.
The intensity of her devotion was almost cruel.
Pulling Evian's pants down, she freed his rod and gripped it to be gratified like she had done many times before. There was a melancholic tint to what was usually an enjoyable practice for the Reagent but she turned that melancholy into its own type of joy when she decided to savor every taste.
Every lick was deliberate and intense no matter how slow. Evian remained solidly on his feet, looking down at her with a hand on her head, in her hair, looking at her ass, large and beautifully smooth and perky as it rested on her calves. He enjoyed every action she took but enjoyed it even more when she transitioned into an intense sucking and eventual deepthroat.
She gobbled up the entire length and somehow found herself a balance between intense and savoring and she stayed dedicated to it for the quarter of an hour.
Her rhythm never faltered, her pace never altered all so she could get that nectar and when it finally came, she smiled sadly around the rod, and swallowed while one of her hands went toward her crotch.
While one hand grabbed and juggled Evian's balls, trying to increase the likelihood of an intense release, her other hand rubbed along her moist pussy lips, her fingers slowly making their way in to start a self-thrust. The action reminded her just how ineffective her fingers had become in delivering her pleasure.
As Evian's balls jerked and his rod pumped his seeds deep into her stomach and into her mouth to be savored, her muscles clenched as her snatch pulsed with anticipation to be filled.
She pulled her mouth off Evian's cock, stood to her feet, and grabbed onto one of the four long poles that adorned the corners of her magnificent Queen-sized bed.
"Here!" she said with elation while shaking her ass in Evian's face, "Here it is, Evian, It's yours. Fuck it! Fuck ME!"
In a seamless move of grace that did not seem to have been made possible by the movement of 'inelegant' limbs, Evian shrugged off the rest of his clothes while he stretched his hand toward the wide, delectable, and inviting ass cheeks. He grabbed the two, his fingers digging into the flesh, his cock raging and pointing to where it should go without the support of any limb.
"With pleasure," he said as he positioned himself at the tight entrance begging for attention, and pushed in to the hilt.
*PAH*
The impact was made and Yvette rejoiced.
"~YES!~"
Her body shook and with her legs planted apart to give her the appropriate counterforce, she thrust back to increase the impact of Evian's contact with the end of her pussy.
*PAH* *PAH* *PAH*
Settling into a rhythm was easy and quick and the driving began.
With her breasts flopping forward and back, creating the delicious sounds of flesh-smacking turbulence, Yvette's moans never ceased, never paused as she surrendered to be pleasured in such a delicious goodbye session.