Unknown Emotions

The cool running water flowed over his body, washing the slimy filth off his clothes.

Villette had forgotten the last time she had washed cum off her body by flushing it, and she was not satisfied until she had absorbed it all in one go almost every time.

But this time, those sweet-smelling semen she didn't want to touch at all, even if her stomach was already rumbling.

The hot and dry feeling coming from his body couldn't be washed away even if he soaked his whole body in the cold river water, and the desire that had never waned not only didn't weaken in the slightest, but instead became more and more intense as time went by.

What's wrong with you?

Villette sat in the shallow riverbed with her knees wrapped around her and watched the bubbles she had spit out of the water in front of her slowly come up and quickly disappear.

It's like those slaves who can't even remember what they look like.

It's the same semen, why did it become unappetizing?