The illicit breeding continues

"Your Majesty," Irene gasps amidst you fucking her.

"Yes?"

"Promise me...gasps... Pull out... Have big balls... Get me... Pregnant."

"I swear on my name," you say, even as you know she meant to have you promise to pull out so that you wouldn't get her pregnant; you actually promised to get her pregnant.

Body on fire with the placebo potion Libitina feed her, and emboldened by what she deemed as your promise not to get her pregnant, Irene participates more in the fucking, moving her body to match your. Despite wanting you to pull out, Irene drapes her legs sound your thighs.

She can feel another massive orgasm starting to take hold and over a few minutes it builds and buils until with you drive her over her edge.

And then it happened. Her climax triggers your own. Every muscle bulged in you as you grab Irene's hips to bury your dick as deep as you can in her spasming vagina.

"YES!" Libitina cries out in triumph as you begin to seed the fertile womb of another man's wife, completing your corruption.