Their expressions vividly reflected that truth.
A bliss so divine it felt like ascending to heaven, the moment they would be implanted with the finest genetic legacy of the greatest male in human history, to whom they had devoted not just their bodies and hearts, but their very souls.
To reach that pinnacle, the two of them, leveraging their mother-daughter synergy, delivered the final blow in perfect unison, crying out the same seductive plea:
"Cum inside! Fill us up deep inside—give it all to us, pleaseeeeee!"
"—OOOOHHHH!"
Robin was the one who perfectly matched his rhythm. ~Squelch Squeeze~ her vaginal walls and cervix clamped down on Frey's dick with a suction so intense it could easily be called the strongest of the night.
Even the Emperor of Carnality, who had devoured countless women across the stars, couldn't withstand this—overflow was inevitable.
—SPLOOOOOSH! GLOOOORP! SPLURT! SPUUUUURT! SPLURRT!
"AAAAAAHHHHHH DADDYYYYYYY!"
Robin's voice trembled with overwhelming pleasure as the mark on her lower abdomen —the lust mark— shone brightly. The sound of his ejaculation was clearly different from normal.
That's why she...
"Ah... Aahn I can tell This... this is it I'll get pregnant! Definitely, I'll get pregnant This is... the special one... ahhhhn!"
"Aah... I'm jealous, Robin... Me too... O-Ohhh!?"
Frey played no favorites.
Both were women he cherished—how could he pour his semen into one while neglecting the other? Such negligence was beneath the dignity of Ingnall Frey, the man who ruled over his Harem Empire.
Even as he continued cumming, he silenced Olvia's desperate plea by thrusting back into her.
Certainly, the MILF's uterus, already filled to the brim with the semen previously poured into it, naturally overflowed as fresh reproductive baby juice was injected anew.
With nowhere else to go, the relentless flood of seed surged into the fallopian tubes—and beyond, invading the ovaries without pause. And what that meant was, of course—
"Oooohhhh, aaaaahhhh! A-Ah, already… spurt!! Nnghhh! I-I'm being fertilized! Right now, absolutely! Without a doubt! I'm definitely getting pregnant! Squirt.. Dozens—no, hundreds of Robin's new little sisters! I'm being filled to the brim! Ahh~ Gonna get pregnant~!!!"
Whether it was the mystery of womanhood or not, the two of them seemed utterly convinced that at least one determined sperm had overcome the impossibly steep odds and successfully fused with an egg.
Of course, Frey who had unleashed his seed with that very intent, had no objections to this becoming reality. For him, filling the womb of the woman he loved with a child born of their shared blood was a happiness beyond all else.
-SPURT! SPLURT!! PURTT!!
His ejaculation lasted for several minutes.
Throughout it all, Frey continued thrusting in and out of Olvia and Robin's pussies in turn, depositing his cum in rhythmic pulses.
Each time he pulled out, each time he pushed back in, each time he slammed his essence deep—the two blissful women shuddered and moaned in ecstasy.
And all the while, he expertly responded to Stussy's deep, passionate kisses from behind, even as his free hand groped and kneaded her ample breasts over her shoulder, coaxing out lewd whimpers from her.
Truly, Frey Ingnall was nothing if not skilled, proving that there were more ways to pleasure a woman beyond just planting his seed.
"Ah… ahhh… D-Daddy~!"
"Frey…"
Finally, his climax came to an end.
With one last spurt of thick, white residue left inside Olvia's quivering depths, his battle-hardened spear was pulled free with a lewd, squelching ~Glooooorp~, a mixture of semen and love juices spilling out in its wake.
Truthfully, fluids had been overflowing long before they even started the Oyakodon feast. But now, the aftermath was nothing short of catastrophic.
The puddle of milky-white fluids had spread so wide that it could have submerged both women entirely. Had an outsider witnessed this scene without context, they would've surely gaped in shock, wondering just how many brutish men had ravaged these two to leave such a mess.
But in reality, this was the work of just one man—and done with their enthusiastic consent at every step.
Which was precisely why Robin and Olvia, despite their exhaustion, kept themselves on all fours before Frey, who remained kneeling, his breathing heavy but his posture unbroken. Even now, his cock—still glistening with every lewd fluid imaginable—showed no signs of wilting. And so, the two women, joined soon after by Stussy, began cleaning him up.
~SLUUURP! SUUUCK!!
With their tongues—slowly, thoroughly, almost reverently. Began the cleaning blowjob…
This wasn't about chasing new pleasure, but about showing gratitude, about worshipping him with tender care. Of course, they didn't forget to glance up at him with lust-drunk eyes, their gazes dripping with devotion.
Before long, the three beautiful ~she-cats~ had licked him clean. It was then that Stussy murmured—
"Today's 'shift' belongs to Hancock and Kalifa, right? But they won't be here for at least another hour…"
'Oh, for fuck's sake…' Frey couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.
Judging by the looks on Robin and Olvia's faces, they were absolutely in the mood—and while he was no slouch himself, these three's insatiable lust was on another level.
Then again, the same could be said for Hancock, Kalifa, and the rest of his ever-growing Harem of "wives."
Still, this was the path he had chosen. Sure, he'd been nudged (or outright pushed) into it at times, but in the end, he'd accepted it all.
And now, backing out with some half-hearted "C'mon, give me a break" would just be pathetic.
So instead, Frey simply said—
"…All three of you, turn around and stick out your butts."
Like they'd been waiting for nothing else, Stussy, Olvia, and Robin immediately obeyed, presenting their asses themselves to him.
Naturally, he started with Stussy—who had missed out on his last round—plunging into her from behind and setting a steady, merciless pace. The inevitable chorus of moans followed.
Of course, he'd have to give Olvia and Robin their fair share of attention too. And once Hancock and Kalifa arrived, he'd end up taking them as well.
'A six-way?' No, knowing his luck, the moment those two started screaming in pleasure, other wives like Nami, Vivi, or Yamato would come barging in, demanding their turn.
As he briefly pondered that near-inevitable future, Frey Ingnall couldn't help but smirk. 'I don't mind it after all'.
And as he thrust into Stussy—one of his earliest wives, even before his "kingdom" was founded—a fleeting memory surfaced.
The origin of everything that had led him here.
The incident was buried in the shadows of history.
The so-called—
*God Valley Incident.*
Here Lemons end, and begin the plot...