“You were too weak and made a mess, didn’t you, Foundation?” The villainess Verdant straddled Foundation’s lap, watching the hero’s thick cock pump his hot spunk deep inside her pollinating pussy.

Foundation’s head lolled from side to side, his eyes rolling back with bliss. “Uuuungh. I … I … fuuuuuuuuuck.”

Without disturbing their intercourse, Verdant turned, grabbed the hero by the chin and glared into his helpless face. “I asked you a question. Did you make a mess?”

Foundation gasped, drawing in another lungful of the villainess’s entrancing pollen. “Y-yes. Yes…. Mess.”

“You swore you’d never cum for me, but you weren’t strong enough to keep your word, were you? You spurted inside me, didn’t you?”

“Yes…. Spurt.” Every breath tasted of Verdant’s sex.

“Of course you did. You’re too weak to resist me. Too weak to hold onto your spoodge. Too weak to hold onto your mind. That’s what you really spurted inside me, isn’t it? You spurted your mind.”

Foundation’s mouth moved without sound, as if he could not find the right words. “I … um … I dunno.”

Verdant’s sharp fingernails squeezed the hero’s jaw at the same moment her velvety vagina squeezed his softening cock. “You spurted your mind, didn’t you?”

Torn between pleasure and pain, Foundation sputtered. “Y-yes! M-m-mind!”

“You spurted your mind into Verdant. Say it.”

“I … uhn … I spurted my m-mind … unf … into Verdant.”

“Good boy.” She grinned and reached for his balls. Foundation’s shaft stiffened inside her. “Since you have no mind, listen closely while I tell you what to think.”

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