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Oh, and some TW for pokephilia. If that ain't your thing, well... don't read this fic. Simple as that. It is skippable, but 90% of the chapter has it at least adjacent.
Chap. 79: Sea Dragon's Bounty: Robin
Robin walked into the room she had rented for the next three hours confidently, though her fingers were still on the red and white balls strapped to her waist, the sole inelegant thing she wore that evening. Not that Robin didn't expect to get a bit mussed, but she would prefer it was from taking a few loads of cum, then getting all sweaty as she worked out her own, not from a fight.
Not that evening, anyway. Still, she was quite cognizant of just where she was, and whose den of vipers she and her friends had walked into. Yet, she also had little reason to doubt Executive Ariana's word. There was a lot of reason for Rocket to try to get information from them, or even to attempt to swing Alex, Elle, herself, and even Megumi to their cause.
That poor Chuke woman she'd met a few weeks ago had been one useful, skilled person under their sway. But what if they got her new friends, too? The dark-skinned woman had seemed friendly enough at first, but then very scared of Robin after she'd said- said- said- [Hello,]. All she'd done was greet the woman, but she'd acted as if Robin had pulled out a gun and put it to her forehead!
... That had been the same day she got her Magikarp, Onahole, from that shyster, who'd also been a Rocket. Hadn't it? Yes, her memory was a bit fuzzy that far back, but Robin was pretty sure that was the same day. She certainly hadn't done anything weird, no. Well, not besides being herself, and yes, that was a bit weird, not that she cared.
More importantly, she had a cock to fuck, and a pussy to fuck after that. "Stay there," were the first words the Combinant gave to the blue-haired prostitute, short and busty, and the Ponyta that was already laying next to her on the bed. Some porn about two Ponyta, a male and a female, and a Pokémon Breeder was playing with the volume turned to something low and quiet. Then she grinned, and picked up one foot to start undoing the straps on her sexy boots.
It took far too long, about a minute and a half, for Robin to end up nude, and several more precious seconds for her to hang the dress in the room's small closet. Once that was done, the turned back to the whore, who she had to admit was beautiful and curvy, just like she'd requested, and neither too young nor too old (though Robin suspected some was makeup, and while she looked Robin's age, she was probably three to five years older). "You, just stay there. Undress, though, I don't want to get your clothes dirty. You ever fucked a Ponyta?"
"A- A few times," the woman blanched, "but I wasn't really… uh… that's extra, though. You said you wanted to do me after, not fuck the Pokémon with me."
"And that's the plan," Robin agreed as she crossed the room, not looking at her any more, but the Pokémon, who was mostly watching the screen with intent eyes as it lay sideways on the bed. Its cock was as large as Elle's forearm, so the Fire-type was about the same size as Surtr. Good, this would be excellent training and practice for later. "I'm going to fuck him, but I can grow a cock, so I'm gonna fuck you with that."
"O- Oh," the cerulean-haired woman replied quietly, looking down at Robin's legs, "I- I've never done that, either. I don't mind, they just told me you were a woman who was 'special'. I kind of assumed you'd be… well, a shemale. Not someone who can… Can you really?"
Robin looked up at her as she sat on the edge of the bed next to the Ponyta with a smile, "Sure can. Watch, you'll see. I can either keep my clit or have it disappear, or be the cock itself, and I can keep or lose the balls, too. I can still cum regardless, but don't worry- I shoot blanks unless I want to knock someone up. That's why I paid for the creampies."
"That's… cool," the woman murmured, "but I don't mind doing a girl, too, if that's something you want. I just… well, those things are a bit big for me."
"Understandable," Robin chuckled, "and if I hadn't lost my hymen the other day, I'd have requested something smaller. But along with that whole cock-or-not thing, I can also stretch pretty well, so I'm not too worried about it. Anyway, just watch for now. I didn't really expect you to be here while I had my fun with this little guy, but since you are, you may's well get in the mood. 'Cause when I'm ready for you, I doubt I'll want to wait for you to get wet."
The prostitute nodded, then slid off the bed to efficiently remove her clothing, too. Robin paid her little mind, aside from keeping half an ear on her movements once she was out of her line of sight. As per her request, the room itself was fairly no-frills, with a bed in the center, brightly lit (the better to see her conquests, after all), and not what many would imagine for a brothel setting. It certainly wasn't a 'love den' vibe, but more like the efficiency of a Nipponese Love Hotel that charged not by the hour… but by the fifteen minutes. Robin didn't need to spend much time focusing on her surroundings to largely dismiss them.
Far more important, even urgent, was the Pokémon in front of her. The first one who'd have a cock inside her body, now that she'd finally given up that barrier to someone worthy. Mostly, at least. He could use some work, but Robin was very happy to have Alex as her first. Now she could be the uninhibited sex-fiend she always wanted to be, starting with the poor, unassuming Ponyta who shifted his softly-glowing eyes to her nude body as the porn changed scenes away from two of his own species.
"Don't worry, little guy," Robin giggled quietly, "I'll make sure you stay hard, and get your relief." Then, to the prostitute, "What's your name? And do you know his? Working names are fine. I'm Robin."
"I'm, um, Mara," was the almost bashful reply, either convincing enough or real, Robin didn't care to know really. The woman was here for a job, after all, and didn't seem all that unwilling or even drugged. "My stage name when I dance or- or work- is Amber. I think he's… Tiny? No, that's the Rapidash… Smoke, that's it."
"Alright... Smoke, eh? I get it, this rod you're packing is pretty hot, and where there's Smoke... loins on fire, or something, something."
"Probably," Mara giggled, then crawled back onto the bed to lean against the headboard with her knees up and open. "They like to give us names like that, around here. Lots of us are flowers, or gemstones, things that are pretty. My natural hair-colors' a red-blonde, so... Amber."
"Oh? Blue's not your natural color?" Robin asked, actually surprised, as she turned her gaze to the young woman. Mara's tits were perky and firm, not quite as much as hers, a little less full, but round and heavy with about an inch of sag at most even as she was slightly hunched by her posture. Her legs had a few small marks, moles or blemishes, and there was some scarring on her knees from a lifetime playing outdoors in her youth, most likely, but she was most fixated on the equally blue-haired triangle just above a slit with slightly puffy lips.
"It wasn't," Mara admitted, "but genetic modification makes it grow that way everywhere. We have to wax everything regularly, actually... or I'd be covered in faint blue."
That prompted another question, though Robin turned her eyes back to the Ponyta as she reached up with one hand to pinch a nipple, and the other to scratch behind its ears for a moment, then run her hand through his warm, orange-pulsating mane. "How long have you been here? Or working like this?"
Mara shrugged, "We aren't really supposed to talk about that, but I don't care. It's not like I'm ashamed, or anything. Ms. Rouge doesn't like us telling people things that might get us in trouble for our pasts, that's all. But mine was alright. I was a Trainer, like you, once. Washed out after one Badge... here, actually. Did the whole traditional thing, Pallet, then Viridian... couldn't get past either Rowe's dad, or Stirling... tried again here, didn't make it to Snøgrav or Mrs. Waterflower… decided it wasn't for me. Tried working a few jobs, nothing clicked… then some guy made me an offer. Seven hundred for one hour, and he made a promise I'd enjoy it. And I did. Cried for three hours after, but the next day, when I saw him again, he said he'd be back next week. Long story short, I started working at a place on the other end of the district, and eventually worked my way up here. Now I make three thousand per client, give or take, and only have to take clients I okay. I work like, three or four hours a night, five days a week, choose my own days off, and bring home twice what my dad does, and he's been with Silph for… oh, thirty years or so."
Robin hummed, though she was careful to commit that little tidbit to memory. Silph was powerful, and might have ties to Rocket themselves.
Still, if this girl was as well-off as she claimed, she could see why the prostitutes at the Bounty might, at least, be happy to be there.
"Sounds kind of nice, honestly," Robin chuckled, "though not really for me. I like to fuck a lot, don't get me wrong, but I would want total control over who, not have to do it 'cause it was my job. Still, I'm glad you were the one that got picked. Before I reward you for it, though… I really want to taste this little guy. Are you ready, Smoke?"
"Ta? Po-Pony?" Any doubts Elle or Alex might've had about the sentience of a Pokémon would have, should have, vanished in that moment as far as Robin was concerned. Because while Smoke's tone might have sounded almost questioning, his actions were anything but.
The Ponyta smiled, and lifted his hind leg while shifting his hips toward her hand.
Definitely knows what he's doing, and what's about to happen, then, she thought. "Sorry, no hand-job for you today, big guy. Hop up, stand on the bed for me, right in the middle- face the window, okay?"
Once again the creature proved his kind's intelligence by giving a quiet whinny, and pushing himself to his feet, walking to the center of the bed, and facing the window before giving her a questioning look. "Po-ta?"
"Perfect," Robin murmured, "I've been wanting to have a good Poké-dick in my mouth for ages, but my only male 'mon's a Rattata, and not exactly big…"
Robin slipped onto the bed herself, shimmying rapidly so her head was near both Mara's left foot, and the Ponyta's front. "Tell me if I hurt you, big guy," she said softly, then leaned in, one arm held up to grip his shaft at the base, while the other showed her pussy to Mara with one leg up and the other across the bed, "See? Pussy… but keep an eye while I enjoy this…"
The Combinant already knew his shaft was hard, she could see it, flat-tipped, mostly pink with black spots in the middle and a dark, ebony-colored end. It was about three inches thick if she estimated right, and eighteen or nineteen inches long, and already leaking a little fluid from the slit. She grabbed Smoke's cock by the sheath, though, pulling him just a little away from his body so she could get her head carefully between his legs.
Smoke whinnied again quietly, "Y-ta, Po!" and shifted, spreading his hind legs and pulling in the front a little to give her a better angle, as if he knew what she was doing, and had done this before… and liked it.
He probably had. Robin was certain she was going to, just the smell of his pre-cum from watching the porn earlier was turning her on immensely, and she hadn't even licked it yet. Speaking of which, though… Her tongue was normally long, she enjoyed being able to tease people with touching her nose, or making licking motions with it in the air. As a result, Robin didn't have to move far to taste just the barest flicker of the Ponyta's pre-cum where it had gathered in the small hole.
Salty… and sweet. Bit like sulfur, but not bad… eggy, almost? Weird, but I do kind of like it… and it's so warm. Tingly… all the way down to my center. "Yummy," she pronounced, and opened her mouth wide. The head was larger than she had expected based on how it looked, or at least it popped slightly when Robin forced it past her lips. Arceus, it's tasty… softer than I expected, at least at the tip. The base was super rigid.
While Smoke adjusted his legs again, and she heard his breathing immediately quicken into soft pants, Robin ran her tongue around the rim, which bulged out slightly in little puffy nodules she could barely see, but felt massive on her tongue in the same way a slightly out of place tooth could feel miles off where it should be. It was almost painful, holding Smoke in her mouth, because she wasn't used to stretching that particular cavity quite that far. He was a fair bit thicker than Alex, at least. But it wasn't quite pain, only discomfort.
And he tasted so good, more cherry now that she was tasting actual flesh. Knowing she had a Pokémon in her mouth helped, too, because while Robin knew some of it was conditioning, some of it was also literally in her DNA. Ditto, half of her, wasn't known as the Breeding Pokémon (far more than its actual title in most Pokédexes she knew of, anyway) for nothing. It wasn't just capable of breeding with nearly anything, it wanted to.
So did she.
Less welcome than the cock her her mouth was Smoke's staying power. Maybe he'd been teased too long. Maybe he had been dosed with something. Maybe he just came quickly. But Robin was able to enjoy sucking her first Poké-cock for less than a minute before she felt it flex twice, then bulge again before about two and a half cups of spicy, wassail-flavored semen bulged her cheeks, filled her throat, and was pushed by gravity and her rapid swallows into her stomach.
Robin didn't let go until Smoke's climax was well and truly over, she kept swallowing through it, glad she'd been able to finally suck off a Pokémon, even if the experience had been far too quick for her liking. Always next time, though.
With another inhale to create a last bit of suction, she pulled the final bits of cream out of the shaft and moved him out of her, prompting an almost squeal-like whinny as Smoke's feet stamped on the bed along with a shiver of what had to be pure bliss. Robin sat up, giggling as she followed Mara's gaze to her chest, which had several dollops of a yellowish, almost pudding-colored cum gathering between them. "Missed a spot," she laughed, then reached down and scooped it up in her palm, before offering it to the whore. "Want some? Tastes pretty good."
"N- No thank you," Mara whispered, eyes wide.
Robin had to grin. While the blue-haired girl might be quite comfortable with her, with or without a cock, she seemed to be a little weirded out with anything sexual to do with Pokémon. If anything else, it only proved that the world was real, to her. Some people were into it, some weren't, but it was hardly anything people were judged for.
With his cock slickened by his own excretions and her mouth, Robin moved the hand that had been on Smoke's base to the fleshy rod itself, and pumped him a few times. Not much if any semen came out with her motion, though the creature nickered. "Still hard?"
"P- Pony, ta!"
Mara translated as Robin looked toward her, "They give the menfolk medications to help with that. Just enough to help 'em go a few times when it's needed. Us, we get stuff to help lubricate, keep us interested for some clients, things like that."
"Makes sense," Robin agreed, "so long as it isn't, like, drugs to make you want sex, or something."
"We get those if we want 'em, but they don't force stuff on us here," Mara nodded, "Never have as far as I know, and working girls gossip a lot. It's just stuff if we ask for it, like a client who really likes us and pays well, but we aren't into all that much. Bit of the right stuff can make it seem like we're as eager as they are, that's all."
She nodded, "Alright. Well… I hope you weren't put off too much by that last bit, 'cause he's gonna fuck me now, and I want you to watch close. In fact, come here, and once he's in, sit on my face. I wanna taste you, too. Play with my tits if you want, I know you've been watching 'em."
Mara grinned, "Cool. You said to just watch, so I did, but you do have a nice pair."
Robin smiled as she lay down on her back, her pussy facing the headboard with her legs open, and gestured toward the Ponyta, who was still breathing rapidly. "Come here, big guy… yes, climb up…"
He was about the size of a thirteen year old, so Smoke was only a little awkward as he moved between her legs, then gingerly put first his left then right leg around her thighs, which Robin lowered for him before bringing up again. She looked up at him, her mouth open, her mind burning along with her body, filled with lust, desire, and anticipation.
Most girls, she knew, would at least be a little bothered by this. Elle had been eager to fuck the Hypno in the glory hole booths the Waterflower's Gym maintained, but Robin had refrained for this very moment. Her first time not face-fucking a Pokémon, not letting it lick her, but actually putting a cock in her. The second dick she'd ever have, and the second time, in fact.
Was it a momentous occasion? Maybe it should've been, but she only cared a little, just enough to make a bit of a mental note about it, before her hand reached down and took Smoke's shaft in her grip. She slid him up and down, relishing how the flat head was like a hand as it moved up and over and down again across her mons, filling the entire space between her legs well enough she just felt the knobs brush her thighs like a feather.
Robin swallowed, pushed him down once more. Checked the angle, and then tugged, "Push it in, Smoke. Fuck me… fuck me good and rough."
As Smoke the Ponyta stepped forward with tiny little movements of his hooves that indented the bed about two inches each, Robin had never been more grateful for being a Combinant. Otherwise she felt like she would have been split in too, her pussy ripped wide open.. As it was, she only felt intense discomfort and a sense of something far too large, like a baby, going the wrong way as the Pokémon hilted itself inside of her shockingly smoothly considering how awkward its leg movements had been a moment before.
She'd also never been more grateful that something hadn't listened to her the first time, because if Smoke had entered her quickly, Robin was pretty sure she'd have passed out.
Thankfully, the Ponyta seemed well-trained, and had a good knowledge of just how fragile humans (or, as it turned out, part-humans) could be compared to itself. She knew the cock was large, she'd known that from the beginning, but she hadn't felt it. The Combinant sure as fuck did now, all the way to her womb, and nudging the end of her channel where it twisted upward, pushing at the cervix walls with the top of itself.
And… and it was… "Gloriously fucking amazing," Robin exhaled breathily, not knowing she'd taken in one gasp and held it until she had adjusted. Above her, white-cream fur rippled as Smoke's barrel-shaped body, muscular as Alex's and maybe a bit more for his size, flexed.
"Ny-ny-ta..."
Robin looked up into Smoke's face, and an understanding she could not truly process in that moment went through her body. It feels so good inside you.
It wasn't words, not precisely. Not thoughts. But definitely meaning, and intent to convey that same meaning. There was no telepathic connection (she'd been around Morpheus enough to know already when the Drowzee wanted to communicate, there was very clear telepathy). And she definitely didn't understand language. She knew enough about Pokémon to know they didn't communicate that way.
But definitely meaning, and her more human mind made sense of it in the best way it knew how.
"Thank you," she whispered, knowing he would understand. The pony Pokémon was at least as intelligent as any horse, and many of them understood common words and phrases. More, it was sapient and sentient, and it had expressed gratitude and marvel about how good her vaginal hole felt for it. So Robin smiled widely, and wrapped her arms up around his warm, soft neck, "You feel really good in me, too, Smoke. You… you can move now. Shit, you're huge…"
Not that big for a Ponyta, he sent back with a, "Po-ny," his ember-like eyes shining more radiantly somehow as they bored downward into her more violet ones, just normal.
Then he moved, and all semblance of 'talking' as a form of communication was torn away. Not actually gone, Robin could sense there were ideas that could be words being unsent. Not held back, only unsent because they were unnecessary. What was necessary to communicate was movement. Posture. Friction. Heat. Pressure, both her pussy clamping down on him, and Smoke's turgid, bestial shaft stretching and molding her.
Three slow humps, and each one made Robin moan.
I'm sorry, I can't, she got, some thirty seconds or so, maybe forty, after he had first started moving, delivered with a simple, "Po."
Then his eyes darkened from radiant embers to smoldering coals behind the horizontal pupils, and the rapturous expression on the equine face turned to almost a snarl as his left front hoof moved from below Robin's arm to above it, then pulled tight against her shoulder. With a thud that made the bed squeak, the next hoof followed. She felt him bulge inside her, and almost dreaded what was coming.
But when the Ponyta started thrusting again, she didn't have time to wail. She'd told him, told the woman at the desk, that she'd wanted to be pounded by her partner Ponyta.
And that's what Robin DeVerl got, courtesy of Madame Rouge of the Rocket-run brothel, Sea Dragon's Bounty.
The moment his feet were braced around her body, the rear legs held in the hollow of her slender waist to match the hooves against her shoulders, Smoke moved. His hips thrust lower and forward, driving the eighteen-inch phallus from a few inches inside Robin, where he had left it after the first few slow strokes, to hammer against the bottom of her shaft like it was an anvil, while the heat of his body and the desire in hers stoked the flames at the heart of the forge.
Again, bang-squelch, again, bang-squelch, Robin felt her body be rocked down and back, only for he springs beneath her to return her with just as much force, chasing after the cock she was already craving to return the moment he started pulling free. "Oh-fuck-Arceus-Damn-It-It's-So-F-Fuck-Fucking-Good," she gasped out between each pummeling strike after she was finally used to the harsh treatment enough to speak, some two or three minutes, or who was counting really, in.
"Better you than me," Mara murmured, eyes wide, though she was frigging herself to the sight now, not that Robin could pay her any mind. Far more urgent than the mutterings of a prostitute were the raging inferno in her core and the even hotter schlong of the Fire-type that was ravaging her, just like she'd wanted.
Robin was strong, stronger than almost any human had any right to be without decades of exercising with that sole purpose. Her half-Pokémon nature ensured it, even if Ditto were, by their nature, 'weak' as far as abilities went. But she was nothing compared to the Ponyta that humped into her relentlessly, savagely. Even if she'd wanted to (she most certainly did not, thank you, this was exactly what she'd hoped for!), she could not more have fought him off than the unfortunate Rattata that man had captured, too young to even fight back.
She was stretched almost impossibly, and maybe it would be impossible for a normal human to handle what he was giving her, but Robin was tough, too, and far more pliable than even a baby-delivering channel would suggest.
Like the first time, though, Smoke didn't last long. He gushed into her, shuddering, pulsing, from as deep as he could go, while Robin's body trembled beneath him, her arms still clutching desperately at his thick, strong neck, fisting in the fiery mane, until both of them were spent.
For all of thirty seconds. Then, when Robin let go, and she heard/felt/experienced the faintest bit of apology from the Pokémon again, she whispered, "No, sweetie, that was perfect. I'm fine… and I want more. Now."
Whatever drugs they'd given the creature worked, because he was still hard, though what felt like a gallon of semen filled her body between them. So he did, moving slower again, more leisurely now that the driving need had been dulled a little by now two climaxes.
And Robin smiled, while the lay back in the bed and turned her attention to the prostitute. "Okay, now… watch. Just above my c- clit… fuck, I love this so much…"
Mara gasped dutifully, probably even sincerely, when the first bulge became noticeable.
She wasn't fast, yet, though Robin had noticed a definite improvement in her body's ability to change itself. Now, distracted slightly by her very feminine cunt being abused so thoroughly and well, it took her forty-five minutes to change what she wanted. Rising above her slit, all and proud with her clit still bulging from it in a little pearly at the base, a human cock stood tall and throbbing, about eight inches.
Alex's size, and, from the intimate and up-close knowledge she'd gotten the previous day in a marathon sixty-nine and oral-swapping session, almost a perfectly identical copy aside from being a little bigger. She thought his size on her frame, though Robin was hardly short, would look just a little ridiculous. Now, she just looked big. Hopefully masculine there, and feminine everywhere else.
Either way, she watched the blue-haired woman's eyes widen, and stay that way, until it was done.
Then, after giving her a few seconds to get used to the idea, she looked up at Smoke, "Keep going. Don't stop until you cum again, then you can relax, big guy."
And, to Mara, "Well? Get your head down there and suck it. Blow me, pretty little slut. That's what you're getting paid for, right?"
Mara almost put on a brave face, snickering a little, "Well, yes, technically. But you don't have to be mean about it."
"Was I being mean?" Robin asked, sincerely curious, "I was trying to dirty-talk."
"I know," Mara laughed as she sat up and put her legs behind her to lay propped up on her elbows, her head at about the perfect height next to Robin's tits. "I just… never mind. You aren't paying me to talk, are you? I'm just a whore, after all… you're paying me to get you off."
"Exactly," Robin sighed, as for the first time in her life, a human woman took her futa cock half-way into her mouth. "Arceus, that's so good… being filled and sucked off at the same time!"
She couldn't last long like that, either. Within three more minutes, she was climaxing from her over-used pussy, which, together with her first actual blowjob rather than face-fucking a Pokémon like it was a cock-sleeve, spurred one from her hidden testicles, too, which Mara dutifully swallowed down.
"It's… it's sweet. It's sweet," Mara whispered, smacking her lips. "Your cum tastes like honey!"
"Thanks," Robin grunted between pounding blows from the Ponyta over her, "I- fucking- t- try! Fuck, I'm cumming again!"
Mara tried to get there in time, but it didn't work. It didn't really matter, though, as her own cock, while still hard, wasn't ready to ejaculate less than thirty seconds after doing so. No matter how much she wouldn't have complained. But Robin also wasn't going to complain about the spike in pleasure as the prostitute went back to sucking as best she could with her head sandwiched between the Combinant's firm tits, and the Ponyta's ribcage.
Finally, Smoke had enough, and unleashed another, third barrage into Robin, who was sent into another paroxysm of pleasure herself, nearly blacking out. She didn't come back to herself, to the ability to make sense of things, of her surroundings, for several minutes.
When she did, the Ponyta was on the floor, his cock slowly shrinking and softening at last, as he lay on his side, panting. Mara was on her knees, staring at the gaping, sopping mess that was Robin's pussy, still playing with herself.
So Robin did what she had always planned on doing, and levered herself up. She might have swayed a little from wooziness, but she wasn't going to let that stop her. Instead, she pounced on the other woman, nearly pushing her off the bed as she leaned, leering, over her. "Sorry… foreplay will have to come later. My cock's never been inside a woman before, and it needs one of those right the fuck now. Hope you're ready."
"I'm r-ohmyfuck!"
That was all Mara could say as the almost-Alex-sized dick rammed into her with just as much abandon as the Pokémon had shown with Robin.
Robin was, at least, a little more merciful in that she gave Mara more than half a minute to adjust. She was selfish about it, but figured it would be alright anyway. She could play it off as being nice, when really she was just trying to memorize every single iota of sensation that suddenly engulfed her.
Later, if she were questioned about it, Robin would probably have to honestly answer that she didn't know which felt better. Alex in her, or her in another woman.
Both were better, in their own ways, than being fucked by the Pokémon on the floor by her feet, but worse in others, too.
All Robin could really say with certainty was that this was not, unless she dropped dead for some reason, the last time. Not by a long, long shot. Gonna fuck Elle. Gonna fuck our Pokémon. Gonna give every twat I can this dick, because it feels so good, so intense, so amazing! If cumming as a woman makes my whole body light on fire, this is must making my dick light up with all that same power! Shit, it's so good!
Once more, she didn't last long. She didn't care. Robin wasn't here to show the girl she'd hired a marathon sex session. She came to get off, as many times as she could in the time she'd been given. She had little doubt that, kisses and tit-sucking and all, Mara climaxed too when she did the first time. The bluenette had certainly been worked up enough for it, and might've cum a little when Robin first shoved into her.
On the other side of not lasting long (it was her cock's first time in a pussy, after all, she reminded herself as well), there was that whole 'get off as many times as she could' thing. So in that way, it was actually good that she'd only lasted about five minutes.
Because then she made Mara blow her again. Then take her in the pussy. Then she'd sucked off the revived Ponyta, then fed his cum to the whore beneath her, who was helpless to resist and seemingly of little mind to, anymore. Then she'd gotten a third blowjob while the Ponyta had his way with Mara, too, before it passed out.
Robin, though, used the woman twice more after that, before the chime that sounded a ten minute warning rang through the room. She took one more minute to leave that last, fourth load deep inside the well-used whore before she hopped up, used the ensuite shower to freshen up for about five minutes, then threw the only slightly-rumpled (if second-hand-smellier) blue dress back on, and stepped out into the hall with her shoes and Pokéballs in hand just before her time ran out. Perfect. Now I've got a few minutes to scope things out… if I can walk straight. Fuck, that was so fun! Now, where's my man and my girlfriend…? Maybe Megumi stayed after all.
… I should probably keep an eye for Kinta, too, I guess.