Soon, Ethan also reached his limit. Having been "milked" by the mother-daughter pair, Ayame Takamine and Kasumi Takamine, he reached the point where he had to release, both mentally and physically.
His behemoth gently pressed against the convulsing flesh walls of Kasumi Takamine's flower-palace, which was still in the throes of after-pleasure. Scorching hot, white essence poured into her fiercely.
Wave after wave, until her lower abdomen, bulging in the shape of the penis tip, became round and full, only then did it slowly subside.
Kasumi Takamine's arched body went slack. The hand that had been tightly holding Ethan also dropped loosely. Ayame Takamine, who had been quietly assisting from behind, gently moved her off Ethan's body.
Kasumi Takamine closed her eyes, slowly regulating her breathing. Her hand gently rubbed her swollen lower abdomen, her body subtly writhing.
"So much... even after so many times last night, how is it still so thick and abundant..."
She gasped and moaned, her tone filled with disbelief. "This is completely unscientific..."
Ethan pulled the eagerly anticipating Ayame Takamine over, stacking the beautiful girl's hot, soft body onto the stunning wife's body.
"Sis' Kasumi, it's certainly not scientific, but it's very much magic."
Ethan jested. His behemoth, still maintaining its vigor, was already seeking a warm cave. After breaking through S-rank, his physical and soul strength had been enhanced once more.
Coupled with the nourishment and repair from the dual cultivation ability, if not a perpetual motion machine, at least a week of continuous activity was certainly possible.
As Ethan began to move with Ayame Takamine sandwiched in the middle, Sayuri Takamine finally awoke from her dizziness.
Seeing her sister and mother cultivating with Ethan, she bit her lip enviously and slowly crawled over.
Ethan used the rear-entry position this time, positioning the Takamine mother and daughter face-to-face, so they could admire each other's soul-deep expressions of pleasure.
Ayame Takamine's snowy rear was thrust high. She lay limply on her mother's soft body, her hair disheveled, her pretty, oval face exceptionally flushed with passion.
As the behemoth moved in and out, a deeply satisfied expression appeared on her exquisite, seductive face. Her eyes were half-closed, her small mouth slightly open, and she continuously let out soft moans from her nose.
Ethan held her silky, perky buttocks, his thick, hard behemoth aggressively assaulting her wet flower-valley.
Kasumi Takamine, who hadn't received her attention during the earlier passionate climax, now reciprocated, constantly touching Ayame Takamine's sensitive spots.
As a mother, she knew exactly where her daughter was sensitive. With just a few gentle strokes of her finger, the pink-haired beauty gasped, her full, tender body convulsing violently. Sticky, transparent nectar sprayed everywhere on the bedsheets.
Little Ethan, inside the beautiful girl's flower-valley, enjoyed the intense spasms and suction, slowly thrusting. At this moment, Sayuri Takamine crawled over, her satin-smooth skin pressing against Ethan's back.
"Little Ethan~ faster, it's my turn next."
The quiet, gentle, purple-ponytail beauty had now become a captive of desire. Watching her sister and mother beneath Ethan, she grew even more excited.
Her slender, soft hands pushed Ethan's buttocks, accelerating the behemoth's in-and-out motion, trying to make Ayame Takamine climax sooner so it would be her turn quicker.
Surrounded by the three women—mother and daughters—Ethan didn't need to exert himself at all to enjoy supreme, ultimate pleasure.
If not for Kasumi Takamine, who had only just mastered Magic Power and whose physique was temporarily unable to keep up, he would have continued like this until all three women were completely unable to move.
Aided by Sayuri Takamine's push, Ethan and Ayame Takamine slowly slid off the exhausted wife and onto the soft, large bed.
No longer having to worry about her mother's ability to cope, Sayuri Takamine immediately sprawled across Ethan's body, using her soft, tender, full body to help Ethan increase his speed and force.
Sandwiched between the Takamine sisters, Ethan let out a hearty low moan. Having just finished the Mother-Daughter Bowl, he immediately switched to the Sister Sandwich. The mental stimulation far exceeded the physical pleasure.
He admired Ayame Takamine's beautiful back. Her slender waist and round, perky, tender rear connected perfectly, without an ounce of excess fat.
Ethan reached out to caress her smooth, perky buttocks, gently pulling open the buttock-groove. His eyes met the tightly closed anal sphincter and the honey-hole where the thick behemoth was moving in and out.
The pink, slender flower-valley was stretched into a round shape by little Ethan. Sticky spring water flowed continuously, allowing the behemoth to thrust smoothly in her tight passage.
Every time Sayuri Takamine behind him swayed, the behemoth surged fiercely, plunging deep into Ayame Takamine's flower-heart, eliciting a satisfied purr from her.
The purple-ponytail, big-breasted beauty was equally aroused. Whenever she heard her sister's soft gasps, it was as if she were ravishing her herself.
Watching her usually dominant sister display such a delicate, helpless look beneath her, Sayuri Takamine also couldn't help but constantly twist her body, rubbing against Ethan's firm back, ceaselessly whimpering.
"Master... Little Ethan Master... faster... faster please... I want it too!~"
Listening to the alternating soft moans of the Takamine sisters, and feeling the two full, youthful, naked bodies, Ethan's behemoth swelled to an unprecedented size.
The thickness was one thing; at most, it made the flesh walls inside Ayame Takamine's passage feel both comfortable and searing hot.
But the length was truly unexpected. The behemoth, which had already filled the sacred flower-palace, now pushed further, threatening to reach her stomach in one go.
Ethan didn't move much, only skillfully twirling and scraping inside the girl's flower-valley. Yet, Ayame Takamine could no longer bear it.
The intensely hot behemoth completely filled her, leaving not a single gap. Every gentle peck, scrape, and rotation caused the pink-haired, big-breasted beauty's body to tremble incessantly.
Ayame Takamine felt both overwhelmingly pleasurable and agonizingly stretched, convulsing in ecstasy, as if she were about to lose her last breath.
She knew that if she just let out that final breath, and released her essence, she would once again experience that ineffably wonderful feeling.
But at this moment, the beautiful girl didn't want to release so quickly. She just wanted to hold on, to enjoy it a little longer, just one more moment.
Although she was desperately holding back, Ethan's movements were not aggressive. He merely used Sayuri Takamine's hip-twisting and swaying to gently rotate and slowly thrust, maintaining the deeply intertwined posture while softly grinding.
But little Ethan's heat fiercely stimulated Ayame Takamine's sensitive flower-palace walls, like a flame, reaching her heart without any obstruction.
The pleasure inside Ayame Takamine grew more and more intense, impacting her body and soul completely. Every pore seemed to be flushed open by the torrent of desire.
Suddenly, the pink-haired, big-breasted beauty's body convulsed tightly. Sweet, soft moans couldn't be held back, escaping her mouth as her entire body trembled in successive waves.
It was unclear what part of her body Ethan's thick behemoth had struck, but she felt the pleasure inside her suddenly double, instantly filling every inch of her skin and soul. There was no place left to escape the sensation. Her sweet, tingling essence began to pour out wildly, without any reservation.
Ethan also held nothing back. Following Sayuri Takamine and Kasumi Takamine, thick life essence was poured into Ayame Takamine's body.
Thus, today, all three women of the Takamine family—mother and daughters—received Ethan's nourishment.
But this was only the beginning, not the end.
Before Ethan had fully finished injecting, the purple-ponytail, long-legged, big-breasted beauty impatiently pulled the behemoth out. Her pink cherry lips parted slightly, and she greedily consumed the milky-white life energy with her soft, slick tongue and tender cheek muscles.
He lay sprawled on Ayame Takamine's soft body, playing with her snow-white giant breasts, while Sayuri Takamine lay beneath them, her rear raised, servicing little Ethan with her cherry mouth.
When the remaining essence was cleaned up and the behemoth regained its vigor, Sayuri Takamine lay down, satisfied, ready to receive the fruits of her labor.
The moment her flower-heart was claimed by Ethan, the purple-ponytail beauty's body instantly went soft. Pleasure, like ocean waves, washed over her body and soul in continuous succession.
Her empty, itchy flower-valley was constantly rubbed by the behemoth moving in and out, plunging Sayuri Takamine into a sweet abyss. At this moment, she wanted to think of nothing else. She only wanted to be played with by Ethan, even if she were to be pleasured to death!