The voluptuous body of Lyra moved riding high as she swallowed the entirety of the ten-inch monstrous cock like it was nothing! Her massive tits kept dangling, moving up and down in a non-stop, mesmerizing shake. Her body looked like a bow that had been pulled to its absolute limit, arching into a deep beautiful curve.

Her hips were tilted upward, perfectly aligning with her head, which was pulled backward by the firm, unyielding hold Quinn maintained on her hair, forcing her to look straight up at the ceiling.

Eutt... eutt... eutt...

Quinn gasped loudly as the sheer constriction and sucking force of her pussy clamped down on him. Lyra’s inner walls had completely molded to his exact shape over the course of their intense intimacy.

She could even consciously control her muscles to tighten their grip on command now, utilizing everything she had learned from their countless sessions.

This development officially cemented Lyra as an incredibly skilled MILF. Never in his wildest dreams did Quinn think he would receive this kind of godly pleasure from a woman who had been a literal virgin just a short time. How was that even possible? It was an anomaly that defied explanation by mere words...

At this rate, he wouldn’t even be surprised if Lyra started wearing scandalous lingerie or provocative outfits in the near future just to please him. She had become incredibly bold, proving to be a natural at this wicked deed.

"Lyra... Will you become my wife who only works in bed?..." Quinn muttered breathlessly, unable to contain the unfiltered thought running through his mind.

"Ahhnn.. ahhhnn.. are you saying that I should just become dead weight to you?! Ahnn!" Lyra moaned out, her rhythm instantly fracturing. Her focus was completely shattered by the sudden, bizarre question Quinn had posed.

She felt genuinely offended by the remark. Was he planning to treat her like a breeding tool now? Who would even want that? A journey of cultivation and survival was meant to be fought together, from the bitterest struggles to the sweetest ends, yet here Quinn was suggesting the exact opposite!

Why had she cried and acted like a dejected, emotional wreck everytime if Quinn was just planning to cage her away in safety? That was unacceptable to her.

"No... I didn’t mean it like that!.. Argh.." Quinn closed his eyes tightly as the sudden spark of anger in Lyra’s heart caused her pussy to clamp down into a vicious, dry-sucking grip that nearly pulled him over the edge.

Spurt... spurt...

"Don’t ever say something like that again, Honey... I don’t want to be left behind..." Lyra said, her voice dropping into a solemn, heavy tone.

It was completely evident that she truly wanted to stand by his side and help him, even if she currently felt entirely helpless to do so.

What could her current self even accomplish against the threats looming over them? She only possessed barely 100+ points in each of her attributes, while the monstrosities Quinn was forced to fight were entities existing in an entirely different league.

"I’m sorry about that, Honey... hehe. So you want to experience every bit of the adventure that unfolds in our future! Then, my dear perverted Lyra, my first wife, my Honey... let’s conquer this world together! Oryah!!"

Quinn refused to hold back any longer. He drove his hips upward with explosive force while Lyra pushed her body down against him to meet the stroke.

"UGHNNNN!!!"

Squirt!! Squirt!! Squirt!...

Lyra’s entire body instantly went limp, her back slumping heavily against Quinn’s bare chest. She had finally reached her absolute limit, her trembling legs completely giving out beneath her weight.

"Let’s... conquer the world together... ehehe." Lyra whispered, her voice barely audible. Her quiet murmur marked the end of the first act as the long, grueling bathroom session truly began to unfold.

****

After several more hours of intense, non-stop hard pounding inside the steaming bathroom, Lyra finally collapsed. She was utterly defeated, but she had put up a incredibly decent fight before her stamina failed her.

Both of her tight holes had been thoroughly ravaged without a moment of rest, as Quinn had continuously switched between her rear and her front with relentless stamina.

Even her mouth had not been spared; she had repeatedly sucked him clean, swallowing the thick, milky fluid until it mixed into a creamy paste around her lips. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Are you satisfied, my perverted Honey?..." Quinn whispered softly to the completely exhausted woman. Receiving no response, he knew she had officially drifted off into a deep, pleasure-induced slumber.

Quinn quietly began cleaning up the watery mess they had made around the tub. He realized he had developed a real fondness for keeping her hair in a ponytail; it made it incredibly easy to grab during their positions while keeping her gorgeous face fully visible.

"I’m happy that you’re satisfied, Lyra..." Quinn murmured, leaning down to press a soft kiss against her flushed cheek after rinsing the remaining sweat and juices from her skin.

He still had two busty MILFs left to satisfy before the day was done. Alice was eagerly waiting for her dedicated time, so it was best to initiate that session immediately. As for Lilith, he could easily make her squirt until her pent-up frustration was taken care of.

’I really didn’t expect to face a time-management problem like this! Trying to balance their needs is completely impossible when they get this insatiable!’ Quinn thought, though a wicked grin remained plastered on his face.

’Hehe... not that I’m complaining, though!’

Quinn had already secured massive attribute gains from this encounter. Between the hours Lilith spent moaning and squirting on the floor and the intense session he had just concluded with Lyra, his power was skyrocketing.

Unfortunately, Lyra didn’t have any more stat points left for him to drain through his skills; her stats had been completely depleted before they had even moved into the bathroom.

Quinn carefully wrapped her limp body in a warm, dry towel and lifted her into a comfortable princess carry.

"You really are a handful sometimes, Lyra..." Quinn murmured affectionately, his thumb gently tracing her lower lip as she continued to breathe soundly in his arms, entirely spent from the ordeal.