for Advance Chapter
In her bones, Luo Yunxue was after all a graceful and ethereal fairy.
Watching Mo Qingyan moan and groan beneath the old servant’s crotch, and seeing her fertile, rounded white buttocks tremble with lewd waves of flesh as the breast-fuck proceeded—while her plump, tender floral lips already leaked a trace of thick, clear love juice—the sword immortal’s cheeks turned crimson.
Yet, despite this, she suddenly remembered her own wanton appearance beneath this sturdy old servant’s crotch a few days ago.
A fire of desire ignited in her heart.
Exhaling like an orchid, she reached out with a slightly trembling fair hand—unsure if it was from excitement or shame and fear—and undid the buttons of her upper garment.
The fairy discarded her outward defenses, allowing that heatwave to once again submerge this ice-clean and jade-pure Daoist body.
Luo Yunxue wore only a thin, erotic gauze.
Beneath her slender and exquisite figure, her snowy neck was smooth, her breasts firm, her waist slender, her legs long, and her white buttocks rounded.
This shameless sword immortal lowered her body, actually kneeling before Guo Ju alongside the rival Demon Sect Saintess.
Cupping her own towering jade breasts, she joined in, sandwiching that thick, long, and firm meat-stick between four mounds of white breast-flesh, rubbing and stroking it up and down!
Unconsciously, Luo Yunxue’s mind went blank, her eyes becoming blurred once more as she drowned in this erotic desire.
A few days ago, she had sent away the man she loved most, only having enough time to leave a light kiss on his lips.
She could only watch as he was taken away by his playful and cute younger sister and his gentle childhood sweetheart; her heart was filled with unavoidable desolation and emptiness.
The old servant seemed to see her loss and loneliness and immediately stripped the fairy of her white clothes.
Perhaps because she truly needed a release, Luo Yunxue had actively and seductively spread her two smooth thighs.
In the mountain bamboo grove, she sat astride his naked body, her snowy jade legs spread wide like the most lewd harlot.
Exhaling like an orchid, her fair hand pressed softly against the old servant’s solid chest.
Arching her slender waist, the sword immortal presented her perfect, pink, “White Tiger” (hairless) bun-like cave to the old servant’s eyes.
Thick, clear Yin-essence from the floral cave’s honey-path coated the shaft.
That small honey-slit, tender and elegant, slid up and down the glans with shy hesitation.
Her jade-mussel flesh wanted to close tightly like a small mouth, yet opened softly as desire rose…
These succulent, tender pink lips spat out a stream of love juice as Luo Yunxue sought to please him, lubricating the old servant’s meat-dragon.
She then let out a clear, ethereal tease:
“Are you so entranced that you won’t come in yet?”
Guo Ju was also stunned by Luo Yunxue’s celestial seductive body.
He knew she was wanton, but he didn’t know her fire of desire was this intense!
Honey-juice dripped from her snowy buttocks, yet the sword immortal remained elegant, only her jade body was hot and seductive, steaming with mist in the fire of their love.
Seeing the old servant staring unblinkingly at the peach-blossom flower valley beneath her pink crotch, a hint of sweetness arose in Luo Yunxue’s heart.
Shy and excited, she too was unable to control herself.
She seductively arched her waist, pressing her succulent jade-mussel lips against the hot dragon like the lewd harlot.
Her honey-slit secreted flower juice, lubricating the old servant’s glans.
She tilted her head back slightly, her beautiful eyes half-closed and blurred, letting out a lewd moan:
“Mm-ah~~…”
Suddenly, her slender waist dropped.
Her two soft, upturned buttock-mounds slammed against the old servant’s sturdy crotch.
Those pink, succulent lip-fleshes had already swallowed more than half the glans like a greedy child.
As the servant’s pillar drove straight in, it continuously made gu-zi gu-zi sounds, spitting out gushes of slippery, cool honey-juice from the tender pink cave toward the jade-mussel lips, soaking both of their lower bodies.
The thick, scorching glans forced open Luo Yunxue’s hairless white-tiger entrance, stretching her plump, succulent pink outer lips wide around the massive veiny shaft.
Her inner folds—soft, crystalline rose-pink and silky-smooth—rippled and clenched greedily as the heavy meat-pillar sank deeper, every bulging ridge scraping deliciously against her sensitive walls.
Guo Ju groaned in raw ecstasy, feeling the sword immortal’s impossibly tight, velvet channel clamp down on his cock like a hot, sucking vice, her abundant cool nectar coating every inch and creating slick, obscene friction that made his heavy balls tighten with overwhelming pleasure.
The swollen head battered her tender floral core, grinding hard and sending electric waves of mind-melting ecstasy through her core.
Luo Yunxue’s graceful body trembled violently; the intense stretching fullness and relentless friction inside her once-pure immortal pussy made shameful sparks of pleasure explode from her core, her long, slender legs twitching helplessly as her plump, pink lips sucked and milked the lowly servant’s thick cock.
Her inner walls fluttered and spasmed uncontrollably, milking him with rhythmic contractions while her clit throbbed visibly against the base of his shaft.
Afterward, the bamboo grove was left with only a pair of lovers entwined.
Following the sound of clashing flesh, a plump silhouette walked over gracefully.
“Fine then, you two are enjoying yourselves here while leaving me in the house?”
The black skirt fell, and another peerless beauty joined the battlefield.
Thinking of this, Luo Yunxue’s already blurred eyes became even more hot and wanton.
Her seductive body erupted again.
Her fair hands couldn’t help but apply a bit of force, swaying the two full, rounded snowy peaks on her chest more vigorously, letting that thick, long, burning-hot meat-stick roll and rub between the mounds of white breast-flesh.
This direct and slightly crude technique made Mo Qingyan raise an eyebrow.
Looking at Luo Yunxue’s blurred eyes and increasingly seductive face, she seemed to realize something.
“Yunxue, could it be that the reason you practice the Ice Heart Sutra of ‘Supreme Forgetfulness’ is because of your constitution?”
“Mm~…?”
Mo Qingyan lightly covered her cherry lips with a jade hand, yet she continued to grind the old servant’s meat-stick with her full snowy peaks.
She laughed: “My sect’s ancient records once mentioned a special constitution.
Yunxue, you might be exactly what the books call the most suitable ‘Seductive Body’ for dual cultivation~”