Tell him you're still too tired.

From Create Your Own Story

"I can fix that, dear," says the minotaur, gesturing to the centaur to continue. He's not nearly as big as the bull, but his cock still sends your groin into unimaginable convulsions of pleasure as your muscles stretch and relax and stretch again.

Your whole body moves in a rhythm as the centaur fucks you more enthusiastically than the bull. With some space for his dick to slide in, he wastes no time thrusting his powerful hips into yours. Meanwhile, the minotaur takes your head gently and presses one of her pink and perky nipples into your mouth. She massages your cheeks and rubs her the tip of her nipple back and forth along your tongue.

With a gently squeeze milk comes out, cooling your throat and soothing the sore spots from the serpent's rough penis. Speaking of the serpent, you notice he's moved onto breast duty, massaging your tits and pricking your nipples with his pinpoint fangs to simulate the milk flow.

The minotaur's milk fills you with energy, the more you drink the tighter you can feel your pussy become, the point that the centaur seems to have to work to wrestle his dick from your vagina's control. You don't know how much milk she has, but to guzzle the magical fluid as your own breast fill more and more bowls with milk.

What feels like hours later...

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