I came hard, groaning low in my throat as thick ropes of cum flooded her womb.
Pulse after pulse painted her insides white while I squeezed our bodies together.
Chest to chest, her small breasts squished against me, her silver hair spilling loose across my shoulder like cool silk.
I held her there, hips locked flush, letting every last drop of semen baptize her deepest parts, while feeling her walls milk me greedily through the aftershocks.
The truth was that, I usually wavered whenever the topic of kids came up.
Some part of me still clinging to that old-world hesitation, that fear of permanence in a place where everything felt temporary...
But right now, I didn't mind anymore. Not even a little.
I'll make babies with all my lovers. Every single one of them.
...Not to mention, their mothers are wealthy, influential, and powerful beyond anything I could've imagined back on Earth.
Expenses won't suffocate me or anything like that.
Ehehe. I feel like a scammer now.
