A ray of morning sunlight came into the room
Ash held Orla, whose eyes were already lifeless and continued to thrust vigorously. Ash had been battling with Orla all night.
Orla's three openings had already been fully fucked by Ash. Orla had experienced wave after wave of orgasms throughout the night and eventually fainted from exhaustion.
However, Ash didn't know why, but he was still full of energy and desire. Even though Orla had fainted, Ash continued to thrust.
Though she was unconscious, she occasionally moaned, as if she were being violated by Ash in her dreams.
"Hmm, that's good," Ash laughed as he thrust forward, filling Orla's pussy opening with his semen.
Satisfied, he withdrew his cock. Orla's pussy opening, no longer restrained by his cock, released a large amount of semen, which sprayed onto the floor.
Ash looked at Orla, covered in semen and the bed soaked through, raised the corner of his mouth, turned around, opened the door and walked out of Orla's bedroom into the bathroom to begin cleaning his body.
While carefully washing his body, Ash thought who to conquer next. He felt that all the women in the Flower Guide were decent and for a moment, he found it hard to choose. While thinking, Ash continued washing his body.
After a while, he turned off the water, took a towel from the basket beside him and began to wipe his body. The faint fragrance on the towel made Ash feel that it was a woman's towel and for a moment, the sleeping beast within him began to awake.
Ash put down the towel, randomly grabbed a piece of clothing from his backpack and put it on. He walked into the living room, took a portion of food from the refrigerator, heated them and placed the food on the table. While flipping through the Flower Guide, he ate his breakfast.
Thirteen women's names flashed before Ash's eyes. He had already conquered one woman, leaving twelve more to conquer. Ash felt a bit unsure about whom to choose next. "They all seem decent," Ash muttered with a frown.
"Hm?" Ash raised an eyebrow at a name and flipped back with his hand.
'Mira, 32 years old, not a virgin, married, mother of Orla, Celadon Gym trainer, Pokémon researcher, personality: calm, mature, sexual preference: likes having her ears licked, hobbies: Studying Pokémon, cooking, Schedule: Irregular, Home Address: Valor Street, No. 42, Unit 3, Section 6, Pokémon: Vileplume, Difficulty: B-level, Recommendation: Conquer Orla first, then conquer Mira, which will reduce the difficulty to: C-level.'
Upon seeing this message, Ash glanced at the photo of the attractive mature woman and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. He had already decided who to conquer next.
Ash ate breakfast, placed his plate in the sink and washed the dishes. Ash was quite hygienic; he even washed the dishes after eating. What a sweet child.
After washing the dishes, Ash put them away in the cabinet, then walked into the living room, sat down, turned on the TV and started watching it as if he were at home.
Ash had been away for a long time and hadn't watched TV in ages. Once he started watching, he became completely interested, completely unaware that Orla had already woken up.
When Orla woke up, she saw her sticky body and the bedsheets covered in cum, memories of what happened last night rushed back. Orla hurried to the bathroom, scrubbing off all the filth from her body.
She applied shower gel and as she washed, white foam began to rise from her body, overpowering the scent. She scrubbed thoroughly for over ten minutes, Orla returned to the room, replaced all the beds with new sheets and threw the soaked sheets into the washing machine to wash them thoroughly.
Meanwhile, Ash had been sitting in the living room the entire time, not glancing at Orla once, but staring at the TV. When Orla was tidying up the room, she glanced at Ash and saw him watching the TV intently, paying no attention to her.
Orla didn't mind, because women who had been conquered had a special fondness for Ash, so Orla didn't call the police or anything, but continued to tidy up the house and brought Ash some fruit.
Ash didn't pay attention to Orla's actions, as if the TV was the most important thing in his eyes, like a child obsessed with watching TV.
"Ding! ding! "
A sound snapped Ash out of his TV-watching thing. He furrowed his brows and looked around, searching for the culprit that had disrupted his enjoyment. The sound came from Orla's bag.
Ash opened the bag, took out the phone and saw the name "Celine" displayed on the screen. Ash raised an eyebrow; he seemed to have heard that name before.
After thinking carefully, Ash remembered that the name seemed to be in the book.
"Um… Master. " Orla's voice rang out from beside Ash. Ash glanced at Orla, noticing she was staring at him with her big eyes while also looking at her phone, her expression hesitant as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.
Ash felt like pinching her cheek. "Oh, here you go." Ash handed the phone to Orla and took out the book to flip through it. "Alright." Orla happily took the phone and answered the call.
"Hello, why did it take so long to answer?" A female voice came from the other end of the line, sounding a bit impatient.
"Um, sorry, I woke up late." Orla lied.
"Really? I thought something had happened to you." The voice sounded concerned.
"Um, no, I just woke up late." Orla continued to lie and Ash noticed that Orla had a talent for lying, her face not even flushing.
"Oh, really? I'll come over at noon," the girl said again. Orla glanced at Ash upon hearing this and Ash nodded.
"Alright. Come over then," Orla said.
"Alright. Wait for me."
"Alright."
Orla hung up the phone and looked curiously at Ash. Ash had already finished reading the manual and put it away. A pile of information had already been stored in Ash's head.
"Celine, 19 years old, virgin, engaged, Celadon Gym trainer, personality: fiery, generous, hobbies: shopping, eating, sexual preferences: none, schedule: Enters the Gym at 7 AM, takes a midday break, returns to the Gym at 1 PM and finishes work at 8 PM. Address: Valor Street, No. 52, Unit 1, Section 3. Pokémon: Tangela, Difficulty: B. Recommendation: Celine adores Orla and treats her like her own sister. It is advisable to first win over Orla before approaching Celine."
Ash looked at Orla with a smile. He never expected that out of 13 women, two were related to Orla, which saved him a lot of trouble. Ash checked the clock and realized there were still two hours until noon. How could Ash waste those two hours?
Of course, he needed to prepare properly.
Ash stood up, first taking a clean cup from the cabinet, then washing it. He then brought out the large milk can, not forgetting its special properties. Milk infused with aphrodisiac properties flowed from the can into the cup.
Ash held the cup filled with milk but felt it wasn't enough, so he added a few more drops of aphrodisiac to the milk, then placed it on the table with satisfaction.
He gave Orla a few instructions, When Orla first heard that Ash intended to act on Celine, she was startled, but reluctantly complied with his request.
Ash still felt it wasn't enough, so he thought it over and roughly devised a plan. He then used the Spring Lust to fill the entire room.
After preparing for a moment, Ash clapped his hands in satisfaction, satisfied that everything was nearly ready and waited for the main character to arrive.
Ash raised the corner of his mouth, turned around and looked at Orla, who was flushed red. Due to the Spring Lust, Orla had also inhaled a lot of it and was now in a state of arousal. Ash checked the time, there was still over an hour left. How could he let this opportunity slip away?
Ash let out a laugh, picked Orla up and carried her to the sofa in the living room. He began to undress her and started working.
"Ah ah～～～Master oh oh～～～Hmm ah ah～～～"
"En ah ah～～～Where～～～Don't ah ah～～～Master, you're so mean～～～I hate you ah ah"
"Ah ah a～～～～～I'm going to come again ah～～～Master wuwu～～～～"
An hour passed quickly and just as Orla reached her fourth orgasm, the doorbell rang. Ash quickly hid in Orla's room, while Orla tidied herself up, calmed her nerves and tried to look as normal as possible. She then stood up, walked to the front door and opened it.
"Really. Why did you take so long to open the door?" A woman with golden curly hair stood at the door, looking at Orla, who had finally come to answer the door and said with a displeased expression.