The Milk Sea churned like a living thing, waves of white froth slamming against the shore in rhythm with Kaito's thrusts. Each time his cock plunged into another cunt, the whole battlefield seemed to quake, as if the world itself joined in their moans.
The milkmaids were lined in circles around him, their bodies slick with sweat, milk, and dripping nectar. They crawled, they begged, they clawed at each other for the chance to feel him inside. The air smelled of burnt honey, wet pussy, and molten seed.
Kaori lay sprawled across a broken pillar, her belly already glowing gold, twitching with the seed overflowing her womb. She moaned and reached down, spreading her cunt wide even as it leaked, begging for more. "Again… even if I break, fill me again… I want to feel it until I can't breathe."
