"Good girls... you swallowed everything perfectly, didn't you? Clean that cock well, because now it's time for real sex," purred Vergil, leaning back even further in the armchair, a lazy hand alternately caressing their hair.
His penis swelled again to its original monstrous size, 25 cm of infernal thickness glistening with their fresh saliva. "So... who goes first? Who wants to be the first to use it?"
The two interrupted the licking for a second, exchanging a knowing, blushing glance—the aphrodisiac powder uniting them in a profane intimacy, any vestige of rivalry dissolved into maternal and filial desire.
Katharina, still on her knees with her bunny tail dangling between her upturned buttocks, blushed deeply under the mesmerized gaze, her timid voice low, almost a hoarse whisper as she rubbed her thick thighs together, her shaved vulva dripping a fresh stream onto the floor.
