He'd felt the change in the air, compressed, while Hippolyta did her best in his lap. Really, it should be curious to him, but he was nearing his edge inside the queen of this island. The other women sang in unison, fueled by the woman's ecstasy. She'd already come undone a handful of times on him, discovering her own genetic inclinations toward being taken and owned. He was somewhat stirred from his quaint enjoyment of the woman's efforts when the sonic boom shuddered the island.<br/><br/>Elsion smiled to himself, attention away from the amazon mother as she continued with her cunt's mission to milk him. His eyes were directed at the returning daughter when she landed and stirred a circle in the sand. Some of the rubbing sisters looked her way, their eyes glassy from the pleasure they inflicted on themselves, waiting and praying for his cock, too. It was obvious Wonder Woman was confused by the setting, her land torn and blood soaked while her goddess mother was enjoying herself the way no heroines ought. This kind of hesitation looked good on the otherwise confident warrior, who'd laid the world outside by her feet.<br/><br/>"I didn't really set my foot here." he said as he stroked down Hippolyta's neck to her breast, and squeezed it where it was held between the straps of her new garb. The woman breathed a cloud of saliva, when the added touch multiplied her pleasure. It was the little gestures of being lesser that fueled her. What ever communication of being worthy of him set her burning now. Her head tipped back, so her daughter could see it, upside down with her hair and tongue hanging. He let Diana take in her proud mother's new face.<br/><br/>"And I can't really undo it." he said and rocked his hips a few times, much to the enrapturing dismay of Hippolyta, who erupted in convulsion on him. His hand on her throat kept her still when he finally decided to christen her again, and filled her belly with the potency of his product. Her stomach swelled to the moaning celebration of the other amazons, a little festival on the beach to their leader's seeding, before Hippolyta fell to the sand, pussy gaping and pouring cum to puddle and clump in the particulates.<br/><br/>His cock swung free when he stood and looked at the daughter who'd had to see her mother be subdued by the flesh-weapon. His own shroud healed around him, and packaged his still heavy cock against him. His suit was black, its variations in depth barely leaving the viewer guessing at his muscles and the very outlines of the folded-right cock. He moved forward toward the princess who was now an intruder in her childhood home. On his way her sister handed him a paddle, which by the look of Donna's blushing ass, concealed only with a thin strap between her prominent buttocks, had seen plenty use already.<br/><br/>He weighted the tool in his hand as he walked closer to the Wonder Woman, and ended up supporting it on his shoulder as he looked her over. As a compliment to her physical form, this cock shifted slightly in the crotch of the dark suit. "Are you here to..." he started, and within the sentence would cut the distance between them with the paddle, a deft roll, to let it lick her cheek if she wasn't ready - which she might not be since his speed had been enough to take this entire island - so that he could see her further surprised. "...continue your mother's work?"