Translations:Codex: Breeding Sylvie/55/en

"You roar in ecstasy as you hilt within her, firing out rope upon rope of alabaster dickmilk from your equine phallus. This time, you stay inside your lover, coasting on the orgasmic high as you share a 5 course breakfast of tender kisses and massaging touches. When you finally soften and pull free, you make sure to grab a shirt from her drawer and practically push sylvie out the door to go shopping. You assure her that once she’s away the rampant lust will cool at least a little bit, and that you’ll still be here in her apartment when she returns."