[ Six or seven more times, not to mention how long it would take to wait on them to be sexually mature - if you did the math on all of that, he would be well into his sixties by the time the last one would be even near that point. But the facts and the math don't matter right now. Oh sure, there's a fair chance that some of his insane prattle holds some modicum of relevance once the moment has past, once they're done with bounces and hip thrusts and insane promises... but for the most part, it's not too dissimilar to what him and Emily had been promising back on New Years.

And for some reason it was hugely appealing to him, this idea of creating a legacy. Maybe the core of how he was as an alpha was a certain level of greed. Or maybe that was something that all Alphas felt. Or hell, it might just be because it's Nariko. And it's because it's Nariko that he can't help but keep this up, can't help but escalate it, and can't help but continue to paint the picture of his fantasy universe where he gets to indulge himself to his outmost limit. Another clap of their bodies together sees his response. ]

How-- How do you know that Junko can't?! She's only barely blossomed, and I'm only juuust recovered! It might be that I could found a whole second line of cumsluts with her cunt, given how much she's inherited from you!

[ He laughs at this, rolling his eyes back in his head ] Once a month?! How can they even know the pleasure that way!