141. Again...***

Thyra was a little agitated due to the little trick the girl played to hinder her parents' lovey-dovey time. 

"Ummmmm…" Thyra was trying to hide her sore left breast when he accidentally squeezed it so hard that she let out a loud moan.

"Mother!" The boy was still sleepy, but there was still some concern in his voice.

"Your mother is a little ill. If she rests tonight, she will be fine tomorrow." Thyra took this chance to gain sympathy from the unsuspecting child.

"Really?" He asked in concern.

"Yes, your father will take care of her for the night, and she will be okay." Thyra paused before asking, "How about you sleep with your sister tonight?"

"I…" The boy wasn't sure what to say. And, before he could, Thyra hit the last nail in the coffin.

"Your mother needs to rest. Your father needs to take care of her. She might cry out loud. Your mother won't be happy if you see her crying."

"Really?"

"Yes. And if you stay with your mother, then she would be more worried about you getting sick. Your mother won't be happy if you fall ill too."

"But you will be staying with Mother. What if you fall ill?"

"I am an adult, and I am strong. I can protect your mother."

"Okay." The boy didn't sound too sure about it. He turned around to leave. 

It was only then that Thyra could sigh in relief. Even though he was too experienced in all things related to bed, one thing that still frightened her was children. 

If one were to ask him, he would say that raising a child is a hassle. More importantly, he didn't know how to appease a child. As a result, he could only use his clumsy words to turn back the boy.

Alas! It was far from being over. The boy was about to climb the stairs but quickly returned to the kitchen again.

"What is it?" Thyra could feel another headache coming.

"When I am as big as Father, I will protect Mother too. I will take care of Mother." The boy said it with determination and left without expecting an answer from the stunned Thyra.

Thyra looked at the boy's back before mumbling, "I don't think she would want that type of care from you."

"Shouldn't you say that you are the one who is making me sick?" Despite her claims that her voice had not yet fully recovered from the intense orgasm she had just experienced.

"So, you are awake?"

"Brother, are you certain that I could even sleep with your love wand firmly embedded within me?" She was still having difficulty believing that the thing inside her was real.

Although it looked bigger than average, she thought that it didn't have such a destructive size. However, it felt like it would split her in half when it entered her.

She was uncertain as to whether it was the lack of intimacy in her love hole or whether his presence had grown within her, but she was certain it had become enormous.

If she had to compare, then it would be the size of a bull penis. As a restaurant owner, she even served such exclusive food in her restaurant.

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but tease him a little: "It makes me really wonder if your thing grew after eating the bull penis I served you last time."

"Why don't you tell me?" Although Thyra wasn't confident about pursuing a child, pursuing a child's mother was the one thing he had a degree in. 

"Me?" She wasn't sure what Thyra was talking about, so Thyra added, "After your lower lips had gobbled my meat, it was not letting it go."

"Brother!" She didn't expect Thyra to be so shameful. 

However, Thyra wasn't over. "After it had taken the entire length into your baby lips, it didn't stop flowing. It makes me wonder if I have to take another bath."

"Brother!" She jumped off his lap, or at least she tried. Thyra was already molesting her left breast without caring for her intention, while her vagina was perfectly clogged with Thyra's meat.

Even if Thyra had let her go and let her stand on her toes, Thyra wasn't sure that with her height, she would successfully get her perfectly erect dick out of her womb.

"Where do you think you are going?" Thyra asked as he unhesitantly bit her soft neck. 

"Uhhhh!" She moaned.

Thyra didn't care if it was because of his unnatural movements, the bite, or the squeeze on her boob. He teased, "Even if you are a restaurant owner, you are still planning to dine and dash without paying?"

Thyra could feel a hard nipple against his palm and her vaginal wall throbbing as it slowly relaxed, with his destroyer inside her. 

"Ahhh!" She struggled to get those words out but said, "Brother, you have changed."

Thyra had a clear understanding of what she was talking about. It must be because the attitude of the real Viksha differed from how Thyra was acting now. However, he was unconcerned, and it became clear that she felt the same way.

She moved even as Thyra's bull penis was impaling her. Thyra's thing was still inside her, but she didn't intend to stand up. Instead, she rotated using his dick as an axis.

However, she had never realized that her vaginal wall was clinging to his dick too tightly. As she tried to turn towards him, her innards were twisted to squeeze all the naughty juice out of her hole.

"Ahhhhhh!" She screamed, not caring that the children were sleeping on the upper floor. Drops of sweat appeared on her cheeks, and Thyra could feel a little wet between his palm and the soft tofu he was squeezing.

Yet she was determined. As she was still wearing her dress, she couldn't move to a position where she could put her legs on both sides of Thyra.

She had still turned enough to throw her arms around Thyra's neck and rest briefly. Even with her ironclad will, it was still too much for her. She put her head against his chest as she tried to recover.

Her breathing was rough, and her body was burning. It was like someone had lit a fire in her coochie and poured molten lava inside her womb.

There was a pause in her train of thought. Something did not seem right about the sensation growing in her uterus, but she felt it again. Although she was yet to recover, she looked at his face in confusion.

She wasn't sure a man could blush so hard, much less a man like her brother. She didn't know why, but a smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

But the smile put a frown on Thyra's face. He protested, "If you squeeze so hard, the juice will come out of even the driest cucumber."

She wasn't sure why he used such an analogy, but it made her burst into laughter. She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Before Thyra could say anything about her laugh, she sealed his lips with hers.

It was intense, with neither party willing to stop. In the end, she had to give up first. Still, she continued to smile at him, saying, "I have waited for this day for so long."

'She was really starving for a dick.' Thyra looked at her, feeling that the original Viksha might have deprived her of sex after she had given birth to the youngest. 

"Fill my womb with your seed." She looked right into his eyes, saying, "Make love with me until you are happy with me. It doesn't matter if I can't move tomorrow."

Thyra felt it was already a little extreme, but she grabbed her hair the next moment and kissed him. Kissing might be too much of a stretch. Instead, it is better to say she bit her lips and said, "Break me. Make me your woman again."