Somehow, yesterday had been a date, and today turned into Alice’s first night.

To make things more intense, Shia had barged in halfway.

And so, I found myself spending the morning with two wives.

Having sex.

Not just once or twice, but dozens of times in a row.

Before my regression, such a thing would’ve been impossible.

Sure, I could push myself with self-hypnosis to get a bit more out, but even that had limits.

Even with breaks and every trick in the book, hitting ten rounds in a day was a struggle.

But now, post-regression?

“Haaah… Y-you monster♡.”

“I thought I was going to pass out♡.”

“You did pass out. Twice, fox.”

Despite having two wives throwing themselves at me,

I didn’t just give them a taste—I thoroughly satisfied them.

Both were passed out cold, their bodies trembling with fine spasms.

Meanwhile, I was perfectly fine.

My Yujindo was still standing tall, not even close to giving out,

practically proclaiming, “I could go all day,” like some American superhero.

That sense of masculine conquest felt amazing…

“……”

‘Tsk. Even the two of them combined can’t compare to Master.’

Correction. It felt a little unsatisfying.

Before regression, I’d always been drained to the last drop.@@novelbin@@

Unlike me, who had sex daily, my wives alternated turns every three days per our agreement.

So, when it was their turn, they’d come at me full force, draining me dry after three days of buildup.

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