Village Head's Debauchery

Orion watched, his erection now glistening with Ursa's release, as she unexpectedly succumbed to unconsciousness.

"Ursa?" Orion gently rubbed her cheeks, tapping them lightly in an attempt to rouse her from her unconscious state. However, met with no response, a slight smirk tugged at the corners of Orion's lips. He understood that the overwhelming experience of losing her virginity, coupled with the intensity of the kushi, had rendered her temporarily incapacitated.

While he didn't want to boast, he couldn't help but think that if Ursa had remained conscious long enough for them to switch positions, he would have given her something even more thrilling and intoxicating.

Turning his gaze towards the mesmerized onlookers, Orion spoke, his voice cutting through the hushed atmosphere, "It seems like Ursa has fallen asleep." Instantly, their dazed expressions shifted as they realized he was addressing them, their attention drawn to Ursa's unconscious state. Lyra, in particular, swiftly rose from her seat and hurried over to check on her daughter.

Bending down to assess Ursa's condition, Lyra let out a sigh, "As expected, she couldn't endure the pain and intensity of her first penetration. It's understandable that she's in this state." Leaning closer, she planted a gentle kiss on Ursa's cheeks and whispered, "You did your best."

Then, Lyra shifted her attention to Orion, carefully examining him from head to toe. She nodded slightly and proposed, "Why don't you clean up in my backyard? You're in quite a mess." Almost immediately, she assured him, "Don't worry, we were just bathing before you arrived, so there's water ready for you to use."

As there was no reason to decline the woman's generous offer, Orion nodded in understanding and rose to his feet. His gaze briefly swept over Grandma Vivian, but it was Grandma Derry's figure and the pool of liquid forming beneath her that caught his attention. A mischievous smile played on his lips as he locked eyes with her and posed a playful question, "Grandma Derry, would you like to assist me in cleaning up?"

Grandma Derry's eyes lit up as she heard Orion's words. Without hesitation, she stood up, disregarding the fact that her juices had stained the area where she had been sitting. The wetness was visible on both the front and back of her tulga, unapologetically showcasing her excitement.

Even Lyra and Grandma Vivian couldn't help but notice the sight of Grandma Derry's soaked lower body. While Grandma Vivian simply shook her head with a resigned expression, Lyra's surprise was evident as she observed the copious amount of vagina juices released by the woman.

She opened her mouth to say something, perhaps offering the use of the water in her backyard, but the realization that there wouldn't be a tulga for Grandma Derry to wear made her quickly close her lips. She decided to let them handle the situation themselves. After all, she would have to wait for Orion to finish bathing before helping Ursa with washing her unconscious body.

Then, she planned to have a conversation with her son-in-law to learn more about their relationship and the duration of their friendship before he proposed. Ursa always seemed to omit that part whenever she narrated their story, adding hints of falsehoods, even though Lyra had personally witnessed their proposal.

However, Lyra made up her mind to use the remaining time to extract whatever information she could about Orion before he left her hut.

Meanwhile, Grandma Derry eagerly took hold of Orion's hand, allowing it to rest on her shoulders as she led him towards the backyard. As they reached the door and stepped outside, Orion discreetly closed the door, ensuring they would have the privacy they desired. The reason he chose Grandma Derry was obvious from the desire in her eyes, the way she looked at his engorged penis -it was clear that she hungered for him, craving his touch and the pleasure he could provide.

Besides, Grandma Vivian would keep Lyra company until they were done, and that was something Orion was certain of.

However, Orion's task of impregnating all the mature women around him was nearly complete, with just two more remaining after he took care of Grandma Derry. As for his two Fionas, he planned to meet them later, but he would need to come up with nicknames to avoid confusion. He also had to prioritize Sura, ensuring her virginity was taken care of to avoid any feelings of exclusion.

Once that was settled, he could focus on sharing his ideas about raising the children and catching up with Warrior Jean and the rest of the group. Orion acknowledged that he had missed a significant amount of training, but his priority was ensuring the well-being of his pregnant partners before and after their pregnancies.

With so much responsibility resting on his shoulders, Orion couldn't complain. After all, his future hinged on solving and taking care of these tasks, especially with the alluring sight of the large, wet ass swaying before him.

'I will always say it..... I will always be thankful for transmigrating into this world,' Orion thought, his hand reaching forward to grab onto Derry's curved buttocks, while she arranged the clay pot for him.

Grandma Derry wanted to remind him to stay in one place, wash up, and then return so they could continue with the next round of penetration, which was hers this time around.

However, when she felt his hands firmly pressing against her buttocks, her eyes widened in realization. She understood his intentions without a word being spoken. Without hesitation, Grandma Derry maintained her position, her body trembling with anticipation. "Finally," she whispered to herself, her mind filled with excitement.

However, as soon as his touch ceased, Grandma Derry's brows knitted together in confusion. Uncertain of his intentions, she contemplated straightening her back and turning around. But before she could act, a strong hand firmly pressed against her back, halting her movement. "Stay in that position for a moment, Grandma Derry," Orion commanded, his voice both authoritative and gentle. As he skillfully freed the fabric of her tulga that had been caught between her ass cracks, he adjusted it smoothly across her buttocks.