Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Alan grinned wickedly as his thrusts never flattered.
"Good! Good! Good! You girls are eager," he said, his gaze returning to Lyra. "First, I'm going to fill this tight little pussy to the brim with my cum."
"Y-yes, my lord," Lyra gasped, still reeling from her orgasm. "Fill me, please fill me! Breed me, make me yours... Use me until I can't be used again, ahhhhhh!!!!"
"Ahhh, ahhh, ohhhhhh Yesss.... Mmmm"
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, nnn,"
"You hear that, girls? This slut wants me to breed her, to pump her full of my seed. Is that what you want too?"
"Oh yes, my lord!" they cried in unison, their voices desperate with need.
"We want your cum too, please! Breed us, fill our wombs with your seed!" They did what their teacher was doing and saying.
Ngl, it feels so fucking like someone else's wife.
"Such greedy sluts," Alan chuckled darkly.
