Right now, Tristana was practically sitting directly on top of Faen's massive cock.
That second-skin-like underwear offered absolutely zero barrier. Through that thin layer of contact, Tristana could clearly feel the surging, pulsing bloodlust coursing within the rigid shaft.
It felt exactly like sitting on a red-hot steel pipe. A scorching heat surged from the bottom up, continuously slamming into Tristana's nerves.
As his lower member stood at full attention, the rock-hard meat rod forcefully wedged open her soft pussy petals on both sides, embedding itself deeply against the tender, delicate flesh of Tristana's untouched flower bud.
This gave Tristana the terrifying illusion that she was going to be brutally impaled by this terrifying object the very next moment. Just as the elegant girl in the top hat had described: she would be violently thrust all the way to the deepest bottom in one go, without the slightest ability to resist.
Thinking this, Tristana instinctively looked up at Faen behind her.
But Faen paid it no mind. He simply held Tristana with his hands, lifting her up and down to grind her against his shaft, using the slick juices oozing from her flower bud to lubricate the rod. All the while, he casually and unhurriedly introduced Zeri and the others to Tristana.
Normally, the old Tristana would definitely have listened with keen interest. But right now, it felt like there was a raging inferno burning between her thighs, causing her to constantly leak and drip juices, which, under Faen's movements, were thoroughly smeared all across his throbbing shaft...
Thinking this, Tristana seemed to realize something, and couldn't help but interrupt Faen's introduction: "Instructor Faen..."
"What's wrong?" Faen stopped moving and looked down at Tristana with a beaming smile.
Meeting Faen's gaze, Tristana gulped hard. She pursed her lips, proactively braced her legs to support her own weight, and began moving her delicate waist and hips, continuously grinding herself back and forth against him.
But it was different from before. Before, it was Faen holding her and grinding her against his cock. But now, it was Tristana, having fully understood the assignment, taking the initiative to try moving on her own.
It was obvious that Tristana's technique was extremely mediocre—terrible, in fact.
When she ground against it, she lacked Faen's smooth, even rhythm entirely. Because she couldn't control her strength well, she would either rub too lightly, or grind down exceptionally hard.
And whenever she ground down a bit too forcefully, Tristana could vividly feel the hard veins and bulging blood vessels on his shaft scraping against the soft flesh guarding the entrance to her womb, sending an unspeakably ecstatic thrill through her entire body.
It turned her nether regions into something like a soft, saturated sponge—with just a slight, forceful rub, she would lose control and start gushing out massive amounts of water.
"Oh my gosh."
Watching this scene unfold before her, Jinx couldn't help but click her tongue in absolute awe.
"Although I've always known our Hubby has no filter and eats whatever he wants—and if I ever have a daughter in the future, I'll probably have to get down on all fours and shake my ass right next to her, competing for his favor just like Vi—
"But I have to admit, seeing Hubby not even spare a Yordle is truly an eye-opening experience~"
Hearing Jinx's teasing, Faen didn't care in the slightest. He leaned back against the sofa, his left and right arms draped over Zeri's and Seraphine's shoulders respectively. His hands naturally slipped past their collars, diving straight into their soft cleavage and fondling them freely.
Tristana, sitting in front of him, seemed not to have heard a single word. She just sat on Faen's cock with a dazed, hazy expression, rubbing her little flower bud against his shaft.
To make it easier for her to feel it, Faen directly dissipated the portion of the sports underwear covering her flower bud. This allowed Tristana to vividly feel the scorching heat, as well as absorb the Joy Factor radiating from it directly through the soft, inner walls of her flower bud.
Faen shifted his gaze toward Jinx. After scrutinizing her for a moment, he nodded in satisfaction and said:
"Speaking of which, Pow-Pow's growth is also incredibly obvious. I remember back in the day, your chest was as flat as a washboard. If I wanted to tease you, I wouldn't even know if my hand was actually on your tits unless I pinched hard."
"Now, although they aren't as massive as Zeri's, Caitlyn's, or Seraphine's, they've actually started taking shape~"
In the past, Jinx had been a pure, certified A-cup. Meaning that if you placed your palm flat against Jinx's chest, there would only be a slight curve, maybe reaching the first knuckle of your thumb or index finger.
To be completely fair, in the very beginning, if you didn't look below her waist or at her overall figure, looking purely at her tiny chest—aside from having two nipples and basic female characteristics—in terms of sheer size... you really couldn't even tell if she was male or female.
But now, after continuous, relentless "development," Jinx's cup size had soared to a solid B-cup, exactly a perfect handful. Considering that after being thoroughly fucked for a round, her body would secrete a massive amount of pregnancy hormones and cause her to lactate and swell even further, she could probably even reach a C-cup.
Thinking this, Faen said with satisfaction: "Although you love running your mouth about Vi, looking at you now, Pow-Pow, your body is also fully prepared for pregnancy."
Hearing Faen's words, Jinx twitched her lips with a bizarre expression: "Who's prepared? Stop talking nonsense..."
"Oh, really?" Faen smiled and said, "Because I was actually planning to start pumping my loads into you first."
Hearing Faen's words, Jinx gulped heavily.
Although it was just a simple sentence or two, the very moment she heard Faen's words, Jinx could clearly feel her flower bud begin to contract continuously, and her womb gradually dropping down.
Massive amounts of juices instantly began streaming out from her tight, dripping slit.
Her body's undeniable honesty left Jinx unable to deceive herself. But her somewhat stubborn personality made Jinx unwilling to just surrender so easily. She huffed and said:
"Then do whatever you want... It's not like I'm going to resist you anyway."
"Is that so?" Hearing this, Faen rubbed his chin, then fixed his stare directly onto Jinx.
Feeling Faen's intense gaze, Jinx felt a wave of guilt and shifted her eyes away. But before Jinx could figure out how to say something submissive, Faen spoke up:
"Then start getting yourself ready right now. That way, when I'm ready to get down to business later, it'll be easier for me to slide right in."
Hearing this, Jinx froze for a second, then looked around.
Although the cafe had been cleared out, they were still out in public, and there were other girls sitting right here... Even though she had stripped completely bare in front of these girls countless times, and in the heat of passion, even secretly slurped up the cum they let leak out.
But before Jinx could say a word, Faen pulled out a gleaming, soaking wet dildo from his spiritual realm and tossed it right in front of her.
"This is the one your sister Vi was using earlier. But it looks like Vi won't be needing it anymore right now. Here, it still has her honey juices all over it. Use this, it'll be faster."
Jinx was rendered completely, utterly speechless.