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Naked, Mo Qingyan instinctively embraced the man as if to kiss him.
But this “lowly” old servant had already thrust his glans into the depths of the honey-path, firmly blocking the flower-core, causing this Saintess—who still had a shred of shame—to completely collapse.
Her massive breasts were squashed against his chest, the stiff nipples dragging across his skin.
Her fingers stroked the man’s sturdy back.
Her full, moon-like breasts were pressed by his solid chest, rubbing and shaking with the rhythm.
Mo Qingyan responded shyly to the thrusting, her slippery, white legs entwining around his waist, swaying back and forth with the beat.
Her plump ass cheeks jiggled and rippled with every powerful slam.
“Saintess Mo…
I like you so much!”
“…Mm~ what do you like about me?” Mo Qingyan exhaled a breath of hot air, teasing the man’s heartstrings.
“I like these slutty-as-hell tits and this little cunt of yours!!”
Seeing Mo Qingyan’s blurred face, the old servant leaned down and sucked hard on her petal-like tender lips.
This peerless temptress’s eyes were hot with desire.
Looking completely like a bitch in heat, she also actively and eagerly responded to the violation.
Her lips met his large mouth intimately, and her tongue teased and entwined with his, occasionally circling in his mouth or brushing over his teeth, making the lowly servant even more excited.
Their tongues danced sloppily, exchanging saliva as her cunt clenched rhythmically around his cock.
“Fuck you to death!”
Guo Ju frantically fucked Mo Qingyan’s muddy, wet cave, his arms tightly hugging her plump, alluring body as if to melt her into his own.
Mo Qingyan was immersed in the waves of pleasure, feeling the electrical stimulation brought by the thrusting in her cave.
She passionately raised her buttocks, making her pink crotch fit against his waist so that the meat-pillar could thrust deeper and harder.
Her juices and leftover cum created a frothy white ring around the base of his shaft.
Finally, another devastating climax exploded through Mo Qingyan.
Her tight, cum-filled pussy spasmed wildly around Guo Ju’s thick cock in powerful, rhythmic contractions that milked him with ferocious, sucking force.
A huge gush of mixed love juices and semen erupted from her deepest core, spraying out in forceful, messy jets that drenched their bodies and the ground as her plump buttocks quivered uncontrollably and her long, fleshy legs kicked helplessly in the air.
Wave after wave of soul-shattering ecstasy flooded her mind, making her eyes roll back completely, her nation-toppling face twisting in shameless bliss while her full, moon-like breasts—snow-white, heavy, with stiff pink nipples—bounced and heaved wildly.
Shame burned hotly inside her, yet the pleasure was so intense it completely overwhelmed her immortal pride, turning the proud Demon Sect Saintess into a squirting, convulsing mess beneath the old servant.
Guo Ju groaned deeply in ecstasy, feeling her greedy channel clamp and ripple around him, the intense milking and hot flood pushing him toward another release.
Her squirting fluids mixed with the cum already inside her, creating a messy, overflowing torrent.
“Ah~~”
The two on the ground were entwined, inseparable.
Mo Qingyan felt dazed from the thrusting.
Her cave, which had just climaxed, now felt a slight urge to urinate.
She wanted to open her red lips to beg for mercy, but she was suddenly struck by a heavy thrust from the old servant!
Her belly bulged slightly with the outline of his thick cock.
“Mm-ah-ah-ah—”
A high-pitched scream carried a trace of delight.
This peerless temptress was like a flower swaying in a storm, her body trembling from the thrusting.
Her flat belly was pushed into a clear shape by the meat-pillar.
Between her legs, the cave—which would not stop twitching—trembled as it spat out lewd water…
Suddenly, the old servant pulled the meat-pillar out.
The sudden sensation overwhelmed Mo Qingyan’s beautiful face.
With just one twitch, her white jade-portal shuddered, and a clear bridge of water suddenly sprayed out, followed by a large gush of love juices!
The two different pleasures finally caused the nation-toppling face of the Demon Sect Saintess to break.
Her eyes rolled back, and her white, high breasts rose and fell unevenly.
Her small mouth was wide open, her tongue out, gasping greedily for air.
Her entire body shook with aftershocks, pussy lips twitching and leaking a steady stream of mixed fluids.
A world-class erotic drama slowly came to an end.
Both women slowly propped up their bodies, which had been made limp by the old servant’s thrusting, and leaned against each other.
Their bodies were covered in sweat, cum, and their own juices, the air thick with the heavy scent of sex.
“I never thought you would go to such lengths…”
Mo Qingyan looked weakly at Luo Yunxue, who had put her white skirt back on.
Her body was trembling slightly, and white semen was still wetting her lower body.
Thick globs of cum slowly dripped from her swollen pussy lips down her thighs.
“….The path to immortality is vast; human desire is also a part of tempering the heart.” Luo Yunxue’s voice was still cold and ethereal, as if the wanton fairy who had climaxed like a bitch just now wasn’t her.
Yet her legs still trembled, and fresh nectar mixed with cum continued to leak from her well-used cunt.
“Heh, I’ll take it that you truly think so…” The demoness rolled her eyes at the sword immortal and looked at the old servant busy in the room.
“This man’s member is truly powerful…” Her voice was hoarse from screaming, her massive tits still heaving with every breath.
“Do not let Changkun know of this.” Luo Yunxue’s fair hand gently wiped Xu Changkun’s cheek, her eyes showing a different kind of tenderness.
Her pussy clenched at the memory, pushing out another thick glob of the old servant’s seed.
“Nonsense…” Mo Qingyan snorted and suddenly laughed.
“In any case, we are standing on the same starting line again.” Her own cum-filled pussy throbbed in agreement, still leaking steadily.
Luo Yunxue nodded slightly and said no more.
The world did not know, and even the story’s protagonist, Xu Changkun, did not know that the two beautiful flowers devoted to him—one white and one black—had already willingly become another’s meat-slaves.
Though their souls remained the same, their respective Daoist bodies had already been defiled.
Their once-pure immortal cunts were now stretched, swollen, and overflowing with thick loads of cum, their bodies marked forever by the old servant’s relentless fucking.
But who could have imagined that the cold, ethereal sword immortal and the matchless, seductive Saintess of the Demon Sect would both fall into boundless carnal desire together in less than two short days?