Silvari would thank Meiya one day; the passionate time she spent with Vincent was enough to fill part of her broken heart; she would give Efrita some time to enjoy a passionate and loving embrace with him when her womb was filled to the brim.
She looked at the sleeping Efrita with gentle eyes, her body almost painted white as the gooey cream bubbled from her thighs.
'My cute eldest sister, I am so happy you could finally release some of your frustration.'
Vincent walked back into the room, his hands carrying breakfast for three people; however seeing Efrita with her eyes still rolled back and pure white as she babbled and burped small amounts of his seed, he placed her on the table before beckoning to Silvari to sit in the small chair to his side, barely enough for two people to sit.
