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More often, it was a chaotic scene of the three of us completely entangled. I might be pinning Silver Wolf down, feeling her unique body—which had a firm boniness unlike the others—and hearing her gasps lose control despite her usually cold expression, my cock thrusting deep into her incredibly tight, smooth, hairless pink pussy that gripped like a vice, the narrow walls rippling and fluttering with every inch. Meanwhile, March 7th would crawl over from the side, actively spreading my legs and using her warm mouth and raw technique to bring me another kind of ultimate stimulation, sucking and licking with eager, sloppy enthusiasm before I pulled her up for another deep, saliva-filled kiss.
Or, I would have March 7th straddle me, feeling the impact of her youthful vitality and her sweet moans as her tight pink pussy — with its perfect, undeveloped single-line slit and soft, puffy lips — swallowed my cock completely, the inner walls clenching rhythmically, while I kissed her deeply and sucked on her perky breasts. Silver Wolf would press against my back, her small but sensitive body rubbing tightly against me, her hands restlessly wandering over my chest and abdomen, occasionally leaning in to join the kiss in a messy three-way tangle of tongues.
We were like out-of-control beasts, rolling and coupling on the wide bed. Positions shifted constantly—from simple missionary with constant deep kissing to shameful doggy style where I pounded one while kissing the other, and on to various indescribable positions that pushed flexibility to the limit... I had completely lost track of how many positions we tried or how many times I injected burning essence into their equally tight, wet, yet distinct passages, each creampie causing their flat bellies to swell slightly before thick white cum gushed out in heavy, messy streams, coating thighs and sheets in sticky puddles.
The two of them seemed to let go completely. Orgasms swept over their small bodies like relentless ocean waves, one after another. Sweet moans and broken sobs intertwined, nearly blowing the roof off the house as their pussies clenched and squirted around me.
This chaotic and crazed battle lasted for over two hours. My physical strength had long since been severely overdrawn; every cell in my body screamed in exhaustion, and my vision was even starting to blur. I was supported only by a surge of spite and instinct.
Until the final time, when I pinned March 7th down in a nearly folded-over position. Amidst her high-pitched scream and violent bodily spasms, I fiercely injected the last of my essence—nearly squeezed out of my body—into the deepest part of her warm, wet womb, her tight pink pussy milking every drop as excess cum overflowed and dripped heavily onto the sheets...
Along with that final release, my vision went black, and my consciousness "short-circuited" like an overloaded chip. The final image seemed to be the three of us slumped haphazardly on the messy bed—soaked in various fluids—like we had just finished a battle of the century, falling into a deep sleep.
The room was a mess, the air thick with the scent of sweat, semen, and love juices. On our bodies, the sheets, and even the floor, were sticky, ambiguous marks left behind by this crazy war.
The next morning, bright sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, unceremoniously illuminating the chaotic bedroom. I struggled to open my heavy eyelids. My consciousness felt like it was floating in a chaotic ocean, and every limb felt hollowed out—a weakness so profound I felt I couldn't even lift a finger.
The last memories of the previous night were the chaotic and crazed images before I completely blacked out...
In my grogginess, I heard the bedroom door being pushed open softly. Two familiar yet slightly blurred figures slowly walked in. Although my vision wasn't clear yet, I could hear their light footsteps and low conversation.
"This... this is..." A cool, surprised voice sounded. It was Ruan Mei!
"Tsk! Simply unbearable to look at!" Another voice—filled with obvious displeasure and disdain—followed immediately. It was Big Herta!
They seemed startled by the scene in the room. I struggled to move my eyes, and my field of vision cleared slightly. I saw Ruan Mei and Herta standing in the center of the room, looking at the mess—crumpled blankets, scattered clothes, and... those ambiguous sticky marks on the bed and floor, along with the still-naked, sleeping March 7th and Silver Wolf. And, of course, the naked me in a terrible state.
Ruan Mei just frowned slightly, quickly recovering her usual calm. She turned her gaze to me, seemingly assessing my condition. Big Herta, however, had no such patience; she stood with her arms crossed, her face full of disgust, pointing at us on the bed and scolding unreservedly:
"Truly perverse! No different from stray dogs on the street! Look at this state! Low! Vulgar! Is this guy a walking ejaculation machine?!"
Her scolding was sharp and piercing, but I didn't even have the strength to retort. Ruan Mei ignored Herta's complaints. She walked slowly to the side of my bed, her pregnant belly quite prominent now, and took a small device from her medical kit to carefully check my physical condition. The device emitted a soft beeping sound.
After scolding for a while, Herta seemed to cool off a bit. She waved her hand impatiently, summoning several puppets. She pointed at the still-sleeping March and Silver Wolf, commanding the puppets: "Get these two little brats back to their own rooms! Move it, don't let them soil my eyes!" She then pointed at the mess on the floor, "And clean this place up!"
The puppets immediately went to work efficiently, carefully picking up the naked March and Silver Wolf, wrapping them in clean blankets, and taking them out of the room. The rest of the puppets began silently tidying up, changing the sheets and blankets.