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With a grunt he felt it come out, a thick warm stream into Anahel's mouth. He paused to wait, feel the angel's less pure side as she swallowed it and to wait to see what she did next. Did she have a plan to draw on past experience to continue pleasing him, or was she going to do something else. With her power and magic, he did wonder if she could deal with the usual complication, make him able to go again without rest. Which 'Anahel' would take the next step, the slave, the angel, or the woman to be?

Anahel nodded at his words and began to move faster and began to take his cock deeper down into her mouth and soon reaching her throat. She sucked on his eagerly and roughly. She was ready and waiting for him. She wanted to taste it so badly, she was so curious about it. She wanted to swallow it down and have it inside of her. She was ready.

He was sure it would be a familiar taste, she would recognize when she tasted it, if she did not already remember. Her skills from her previous life certainly helped. It felt like she had never stopped, the lifetime of training and practice was still inside her. She could draw on them, if it did not overwhelm her, to please him in so many ways. To try to compete. She had the choice, to willingly the please the man she loved, much as she pleased her former master. ”Just…a little more…”. He could feel it building up, just a matter of time. Already Anahel got slight taste of it, his body also telling her how much she was pleasing it,

Anahel continued to suck on Maxim’s cock, she too understanding that there would be more opportunists tonight to receive his cum inside of her womb. This once instance would not hurt her. She would continue, going faster and harder, eagerly awaiting his sticky white semen, wanting to taste it.

Maxim would let her do it. There would be plenty more chances tonight, letting her do this would not seriously impact the chances. He wanted to let her do what she wanted. Explore the three sides of Anahel and how much of each she would become, the slave girl she once was, the Angel she currently was, and the wife and queen she would become. All three were truly her, they had to be delicate exploring her old life, but it was probably better not to ignore or try to forget it.

Anahel looked up at Maxim, giving him a small nod as he asked if she liked sucking on him. She would continue going at it until she asked his other question. She knew she was competing with Sarina for who would bear his child first but, she didn’t want to interrupt this moment right now. She also wanted to taste his cum, curious about it. “I want to taste it…” she told him and continued to go at it.

Alia looked over at Nalda as she began to float towards the stew and gave a nod at her. She then looked at the cook and smiled, “one bowl please,” she told her and happily paid for it. She then looked at the others and asked, “do you guys want to try the stew with Nalda or do you want to keep looking around and see if anything catches your noses too?”

Mao would also move back when Alenia felt ready to do so, stepping back from her and giving a look away, trying not to show that she enjoyed the closeness or anything. She was not really the kind to be affectionate in normal circumstances, unless a situation demanded that she did an effort against her will. Admittedly, what had happened earlier was not exactly against her will. After all, she was the one to get into it, mostly for the girl's sake. Trying to hide her embarrassment, she elevated herself and moved back but stayed nearby. For the time being, Mao would be watching over her but stayed on standby. Watching Alenia practice under

The three imps nod and follow along when Alia leaves her place, aiming to find some nourishment for herself and possible for the trio as well. Of course, they make sure to go invisible whilst among other people, so as not to arouse suspicion for now. They soon arrive at the various booths for freshly made food and there are plenty of options it seems as they look and smell around. The imps are not used to eat, so they basically just let curiousity be the measurement for which to pick from. After a minute or two, Nalda is drawns towards some nice smelling stew."Oh....how about this stuff?", she asks whilst floating towards it. The two others f

“Do you enjoy doing this?” Maxim asked in genuine curiosity. They did have another goal here, they would get to. Anahel and Sarnia set the challenge. He was going to try again to give Anahel a child tonight. But now there was more. It felt like she was really enjoying this, if so, he wanted her to do it as long as she wanted. “Do you want to taste it? Or have as much as possible in your womb?” Now that they were trying to have a child, they had to think a little about things like that. Let her know when he was close, so he could get it out her mouth on time. Unless she wanted to finish him once with her mouth.

Late last year, I think it was. Hit a couch hard with my foot at an odd angle while walking. Really hurt. Not sure if I fractured or broke my small toe. First time I ever damaged any of my bones. When was the last time you lived through an anime cliche?