After climaxing once from light petting alone, Aila’s chest rose and fell as she caught her breath. Valentin picked up one of her spread legs and bit near her ankle, leaving a red mark.

Then he quickly positioned himself and prepared to penetrate.

Valentin’s c*ck had fully swollen and stood er*ect. Transparent prec*m poured from the twitching hole at the tip. To give Aila a moment’s rest, he pressed his cockhead against the split of her p*ssy and rubbed it lengthwise.

“Ah, mmh.”

Penetration was good, but this act of messily grinding together while mixing their fluids felt even better. Watching the squelching sounds and the obscene friction at their joining made his already swollen c*ck feel like it was expanding even more.

After rubbing his d*ck sufficiently, Valentin slowly pushed inside starting with the round tip of his gl*ns.

“Ah… big, too big, ngh.”

“I told you to relax. If you keep tensing up, it won’t go in easily.”

“Ah, that’s, Valentin… too, big, ngh, that’s why.”

“You’re the one who’s tight.”

The entrance to her p*ssy was slightly swollen, so he entered very carefully. While doing so, to stimulate her more, he lowered his head toward her chest and bit down on her plump white br*asts.

Her pale-colored n*pples were crushed this way and that by his tongue. Like plucking and eating delicious fruit, he bit and rolled them freely in his mouth.

“Why are your n*pples so cute?”

When he shoved in to the root of his c*ck, her tight vaginal walls repeatedly contracted roughly, doing their best to wrap around his shaft.

Her vaginal walls, stretched to their maximum capacity, squeezed out as much p*ssy juice as possible from the mucous membranes to receive his d*ck more easily. Their joining became drenched with fluids.

“D*mn, you’re too tight.”

“…Ngh, ahh, mmh.”

“How many times do I have to f*ck this p*ssy before it loosens up?”

Valentin slowly moved his hips. He started gently, thrusting smoothly so her inner walls could adjust without being too abrupt.

Aila, pinned beneath him, was being penetrated below while her n*pples were being bitten. When both of her body’s largest erogenous zones were attacked, her body twisted involuntarily.

Valentin pushed her br*asts together in the center, took both peaks in his mouth at once, and sucked hard enough to hollow his cheeks. Her already engorged br*asts flushed red all over.

Below, the tightly packed c*ck squirmed on its own, forcing her to spread her pelvis as wide as possible. Aila grew curious.

‘Do d*cks grow too?’ 

Somehow it seemed thicker than yesterday.

“Should I pound you until your p*ssy gets raw?”

“Mmh… ah, no, ngh.”

“Then I’ll pound you until the skin on my d*ck peels off.”

“Ah, th-that’s, ah… even worse, ngh.”

“You’re saying no to both options.”

Valentin was also having a hard time enduring the p*ssy muscles squeezing his shaft with everything they had. Her upper mouth cried that it hurt, but her lower mouth clung to him deliciously, saying it felt good.

Like a suction cup with strong adhesion, she gripped his c*ck tight and wouldn’t let go. 

When he pulled back even slightly to thrust deeper, her inner flesh came out with him, busy pulling him back inside so he couldn’t escape.

“Then let’s f*ck every day. All day long.”

Valentin became absorbed in f*cking, lost in ecstasy. Who could stop a beast in heat that had slipped its leash?

There was no reason in the movement of pulling his gl*ns all the way out and then ramming it back to the root in one stroke. Only the instinct of species reproduction dominated his brain.

He wanted to spray every last drop of the seed filling his balls into his female’s womb. Each time he thrust up forcefully, her womb was pushed upward and her tight p*ssy was crushed like overripe fruit.

“Look at this. It’s a water p*ssy.”

“Ah, d-don’t, ngh, say that.”

“Should I call it a water peach p*ssy instead?”

“Ah, mmh, I-I don’t like that either, ngh.”

Her flat belly bulged in the shape of his d*ck. Valentin pressed down on her lower abdomen repeatedly as he increased his speed. prec*m and p*ssy juice mixed together at their joining, creating a cream-like secretion.

With each thrust, the obscene mass oozed out in streams.

Valentin lifted both of Aila’s legs into the air so her g*nitals faced the sky. Then he climbed on top and f*cked her by driving downward from above.

The deep spot on the upper part of her vaginal wall. He did this to properly hit the area where Aila was especially sensitive.

When he pounded that spot hard, clear liquid gushed out, drenching the surrounding area. Aila was embarrassed by that state she couldn’t control with her own will, but Valentin wanted to see it.

The sight of her p*ssy twitching, her whole body trembling as she clung to him.

With her body folded in half, Aila was hoarse from taking the d*ck thrusting deep inside her. The thick, weapon-like d*ck went so deep it felt like it was boring a hole through her body.

“Ah… th-this position, it’s hard, ah.”

“It’s not hard, it feels good. Do you know how much your p*ssy lunges at my d*ck trying to eat it?”

“Mmh, d-don’t, ngh.”

Valentin focused on it like the only purpose of being born into this world was mating. The flames of l*st rippling in his green eyes showed no sign of dying down, blazing fiercely.

Aila felt anxious that, like yesterday, she’d be impaled until morning came. The pleasure was so extreme it felt like all the moisture in her body was draining out.

“Mmh, today ah… j-just once, right? Ngh.”

“Who knows.”

“Ah, i-it’s hard, ngh, V-Valentin, ngh.”

“What a crybaby. We just started.”

“Ah, I-I feel like I’m dying… Valentin, ahh.”

At the plea flowing through her delicate voice, Valentin lightly scratched Aila’s cl*toris with his fingernail. Her round b*ttocks flailed beneath her.

“Ngh! Aah, mmh!”

“Then say it feels good. Then I’ll only do it once.”

“Ngh… i-it feels good, ah.”

“You have to say it properly. Where does it feel good?”

“Ah, V-Valentin, ngh.”

Because of Valentin’s persistent pressure, Aila’s voice became watery. She was on the verge of tears.

Her body was pinned helplessly in a position where she couldn’t move, her sensitive cl*toris was being continuously stimulated, and on top of that, he was making her say obscene things. It was too embarrassing.

“Hurry up.”

“Mmh, ngh, ah.”

“If you answer slowly, I might do it all night. Like yesterday.”

“Ngh, m-my p*ssy… ah, feels, good, ngh, hngh…”

“Whose d*ck makes it feel good?”

“Ah, hngh, mmh, ngh…”

“Come on.”

“Ngh, V-Valentin’s, d*ck, feels, good, ah…”

Tears finally burst from her jewel-like blue eyes. Normally, Valentin would have reacted more sensitively than anyone to Aila’s tears, but now was different.

Seeing Aila’s face twisted in distress, her breathing panting like she might suffocate, bursting into tears not knowing what to do, his excitement doubled.

His already thick c*ck was swelling even more shamelessly. Her vaginal walls trembled like they’d reached their limit.

“Really? If it feels that good, let’s mate all night.”

“Ngh, y-you, liar, ngh, hngh…”

“I’ll pound you until morning. Don’t worry.”

Valentin drove down hard like stamping his words with a seal. The more he did, the more Aila felt like dying.

“Why are you so lovable? That’s why I’m going crazy.”

“Ah, I-I don’t know… y-you’re mean, ngh, hngh…”

“It’s all Aila’s fault.”

Valentin licked the tears wetting her flushed cheeks with his tongue and licked her eyelids too. Her wet eyelashes trembled pitifully.

He should make her cry, but even Aila’s tears were sweet. Truly, everything that came from her entire body was syrup and honey.

Valentin, who had been rubbing her cl*toris with his hand, discovered the small hole located below it and rubbed there too.

Sometimes he’d secretly watched Aila relieve herself and m*sturbated. How much he’d wanted to see it. That small hole.

“Ah, how can even your pee hole be so cute?”

“Mmh… d-don’t look, ah, ngh.”

“I want to bite it.”

“Ah, mmh… ah.”

“Someday I want to see water trickling from this hole.”

“Ngh, p-pervert, ah.”

“Will you hate me for being a pervert?”

“Ah, just imagining pee flowing from Aila’s urethra makes me feel like I’ll cum.”

He spoke like he’d ej*culate right away, but there was no sign of his cockhead releasing cum. 

His fully engorged d*ck was still far from spitting out s*men. He still had to thrust busily for a while longer.

The c*ck moving in and out of her p*ssy hole moved savagely, unlike its pretty appearance. The way it stretched her skin and pounded into the small hole looked predatory.

Aila cl*maxed again, crying out in ecstasy. The stream that burst from inside her p*ssy couldn’t shoot upward because of the downward-driving c*ck and pooled inside, sloshing around.

“What should I do? Aila. I don’t want to cum.”

He’d said with his words he’d pound her all night, but he was secretly worried inside that if he really did that today, Aila would be overwhelmed and say she’d never do it again.

So since he was trying to do it just once, he didn’t want to ej*culate. He wanted to feel and enjoy Aila’s p*ssy for as long as possible.

Valentin grabbed his c*ck and pulled it out, then made Aila get on all fours like a cat.

“Ah, wh-what are you trying to do?”

When Valentin thrust his c*ck behind her b*ttocks, only then did Aila realize what he was trying to do.

This was the position animals took when mating. The position where the male grabs the female’s back from behind and thrusts.

Valentin wanted to do it with Aila like animals.

The position of sticking her b*ttocks far back so her two most embarrassing holes were clearly visible was extremely embarrassing.

“Ngh, V-Valentin… th-this is, what animals, ah.”

“Right, we’re going to do it like animals.”

“Mmh, i-it’s embarrassing.”

“I want it. Is that not okay?”

Aila buried her face in the blanket.

“I’m half animal. Why? Don’t you want to do it with a beast’s offspring?”

“Y-you know that’s not what I mean.”

“A male’s heat is really hard, I’m telling you. You don’t know, Aila.”

Valentin coaxed her while caressing her white b*ttocks that shone temptingly.

“Instead, I’ll really only do it once.”

Aila decided to trust those words one last time. Besides, Valentin was half animal, so she worried that saying she didn’t want to do it like animals might hurt him, which softened her heart.

It wasn’t that she disliked it, it was just embarrassing.

“Ngh, really just once.”

Having obtained permission, Valentin wasted no time inserting his d*ck into her p*ssy. 

Movements contrary to the coaxing and pleading voice from moments ago followed. It was thrusting that pursued only physical pleasure.

“Ah… ahh, mmh.”

Each time he rammed his c*ck in, Aila’s body was pushed forward and she had to brace herself firmly.

Then, when it became too hard to support her weight with her arms anymore, she collapsed onto the blanket with only her b*ttocks raised. Her pelvis had no choice but to stay lifted automatically since Valentin was holding it.

The hip movements continued endlessly with no telling when they’d finish. Her body, which had cl*maxed multiple times, now brought on another climax at the slightest touch.

As the friction continued, her g*nitals became hot like they were on fire and the stimulation was intense. She couldn’t even count how many large and small explosions had occurred inside her womb.

Even though her body was in that state, Valentin still hadn’t ej*culated. When climax came for Aila, she inevitably collapsed, but Valentin controlled when he released his seed.

Valentin took in the curves of Aila’s slender waist and the voluptuous pelvis that followed, shaking his hips hard. Even her straight back and concave spine were sensual.

Especially her pale, firm b*ttocks. The secret hole positioned in the center. That hole kept catching his gaze.

“I can see your back hole so well.”

“Ah, d-don’t say it, mmh.”

“It’s cute. The wrinkles are so intricate.”

“Ah, ngh, ah.”

“Can I touch it?”

“Mmh, n-no, ngh.”

“I want to touch it. I’ll touch it gently. Okay? I already licked it.”

“…Ah, b-but it’s, embarrassing, ngh.”

“If you won’t let me touch it, I’ll suck it hard in a bit.”

“Ah, ngh, ah.”

Valentin couldn’t resist the temptation of the puckering hole and finally moved his finger. Just a light touch made Aila’s p*ssy clench tight.

Valentin spread the sticky love fluid on her perineum up to the hole, then tapped it with his finger playfully.

Each time there was friction, the mucus stretched long like thread, and each time he physically touched the hole, the wrinkles flinched.

“Ah, ngh, ah.”

With the added visual stimulation, his c*ck became taut.

Even though it must have been agonizing not to have released his seed even once, Valentin deliberately delayed ej*culation, touching as he wanted to touch and pounding as he wanted to pound.

He kept his promise to only do it once. However, by the time he finished his first ej*culation, it was already the blue dawn of morning.