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In an instant, the two mated frantically.
Guo Ju’s strength in violating the beauty beneath him became more violent.
Every stroke was like a pile driver crushing the flower-core in Mo Qingyan’s honey-path.
The enchanting demoness was unable to control herself under such a storm-like assault.
She could only desperately thrust her high-raised snowy buttocks backward, allowing her tender cave to spray honey-juice.
Amidst the servant’s frantic thrusting, her body made frequent and rapid pa-pa sounds against his solid belly and thighs while Luo Yunxue’s hands explored both bodies, pinching nipples and kissing wherever she could reach.
The old servant felt better the more he fucked, as if he had endless strength.
The curvaceous, seductive beauty beneath him, with her nation-toppling face, let out shameless, seductive screams from her cherry mouth.
Unable to endure the rough and fast assault, she gradually climbed the peak of passion.
“Mm-ah-ah-ah—!!”
Finally unable to endure the old servant’s unprecedented, beast-like mating, Mo Qingyan let out a high-pitched moan.
In a mix of satisfaction and exhaustion, she allowed her upturned pink buttocks to go limp and drop.
This supreme climax caused gushes of Yin-essence and love juice to spray from the Demon Sect Saintess’s tight honey-path.
Spasms from the depths of her flower-chamber drenched the wide-open hole, and a series of happy and lewd moans followed from between her fire-red lips while Luo Yunxue kissed her through the orgasm.
Mo Qingyan’s own explosive climax crashed over her like a tidal wave — her voluptuous body suddenly seized up, every curve quivering uncontrollably as her plump pussy exploded into violent, rhythmic convulsions around the thick cock.
Her silky, chubby inner walls gripped and milked the invading shaft with ferocious, sucking spasms, each powerful contraction forcing out thick, messy jets of her hot yin-essence that squirted violently around the pistoning meat-stick, soaking Guo Ju’s balls, her own heavy thighs, and Luo Yunxue beneath her in a slippery, gushing flood.
Her full, papaya-like breasts bounced wildly, nipples rock-hard, while her beautiful face contorted in shameless ecstasy, eyes fluttering and rolling back, mouth open in a long, broken scream of overwhelming pleasure as wave after wave of mind-numbing bliss tore through her, making her entire curvaceous frame shake and twitch helplessly like a puppet in orgasmic bliss.
Mo Qingyan’s frantic and seductive climax naturally made the old servant impatient to surrender his “offspring.” He felt incredibly comfortable under the wash of the demoness’s Yin-essence.
A low growl escaped his throat. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
He picked up Mo Qingyan’s slender willow-waist with his arms, feeling the suction of her honey-hole gripping the rod.
He gave one final, powerful thrust while Luo Yunxue rubbed her cum-smeared pussy against the demoness’s clit!
“Wu-ee~~…”
Thick, turbid semen sprayed out from the demoness’s wide-open cave, drenching the two peerless beauties in white slurry.
The flower-like face of the enchanting demoness contorted slightly before her brow suddenly relaxed.
A trace of saliva unconsciously dripped from her mouth.
The two plump, soft, rounded buttocks of her lower body finally released their craving for the meat-pillar, dropping heavily as her body went limp.
“Mm~~ you’ve filled me up inside~…”
Mo Qingyan murmured softly, her numb and exhausted body resting atop the also-panting Luo Yunxue.
The two peerless beauties were stuck together by the semen, their long white legs entwined, with the old servant’s thick, concentrated white essence flowing together from their caves.
They felt his hot fluid rippling in their flower-palaces while kissing each other lazily.
One was a peerless sword immortal who once did not touch the mortal world, ethereal and cold.
The other was a once high-and-mighty, seductive Demon Sect Saintess.
Now, both had become the old servant’s sexual playthings—lewd bitches who would come when called and offer their caves the moment a meat-pillar was presented.
Guo Ju panted heavily, lying on the bedsheets that had become a marshland from which love juice could be squeezed with a simple press.
He smiled with satisfaction.
Suddenly, two soft jade bodies slowly crawled onto his solid chest.
Luo Yunxue’s elegant and proud celestial face showed a seductive pink hue from her climax.
On the other side, Mo Qingyan’s nation-toppling face was enchantingly beautiful, her mouth open as she stuck out a soft, pink tongue.
“You are satisfied, but we are not yet~”
Saying this, Mo Qingyan leaned down and kissed the sturdy servant’s neck.
Luo Yunxue did not move, looking somewhat puzzled. This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
“Qingyan, speaking of which, I didn’t know you were also willing to enjoy pleasure with me?”
“Yunxue is being a stranger.” Mo Qingyan extended her pink tongue, licking the sweat from the old servant’s body.
“Since our bodies are already lost, why not just dual-cultivate together?”
“And besides, being able to see you in such a state of passion, Yunxue…
it’s quite nice~”
Luo Yunxue was slightly stunned.
She didn’t argue.
She also lowered her head, pressing her pink cherry lips against the old servant’s mouth.
The sword immortal, who had lived without desires since childhood, although she had a traditional concept of rites and shame, had never been taught that such carnal love was actually a huge blow to Xu Changkun.
She only viewed it as tempering her heart in the red dust, believing she could benefit greatly from dual cultivation and improve her cultivation so that she could protect Xu Changkun later.
As for Mo Qingyan, she had a bit of a “broken pot” (reckless) attitude, thoroughly enjoying the lovemaking with this old servant who was not ugly in bone-structure.
That thick, long meat-pillar far exceeded her expectations; it could serve her comfortably every time, and she quite enjoyed his fawning and flattery in daily life.
Most importantly, he understood the gap in status and knew his place.
Although they made love, he never dared to commit an act of transgression; he didn’t have the delusion of taking over or ruling over them.
As for whether Guo Ju had those thoughts in his heart, only he himself knew.
“Guo Ju, do you wish to take more beauties like me and Yunxue into your possession?” Mo Qingyan lightly curled a strand of her hair with her finger, her eyes rippling with seduction.
She wanted to drag all the competitors around Xu Changkun down with her, making them stand on the same starting line as her—Xu Changkun could only be hers.
“I am at the Saintess’s command.” Guo Ju was naturally not afraid; he wished for nothing more.
Just as he was about to move, he suddenly felt a warm, fragrant breath on his chest.
The old servant turned his gaze slightly.
The elegant and clear sword immortal had already fallen into a deep sleep upon his body.