By now, the once-pristine temple baths were a chaos of moaning bodies and sticky puddles. The water was cloudy with sweat, cum, and the oils of a dozen defiled priestesses. The incense smoke barely masked the scent of sex. And Allen… Allen was a beast.
A divine beast, maybe.
Or a monster in heat.
He was still hard. Still pulsing. Still leaking white heat like a volcano that wouldn't stop erupting. His body glistened with sweat and goddess knows what else. His cock? A cum-dripping spear of ruination that had reduced six temple priestesses to broken, twitching offerings. And the golden-scaled throat slut?
Still gurgling around his shaft.
"GHHLK—KHHK—GLGGHHK—!"
Allen pulled her horns tighter, burying his cock even deeper down her stretched throat until her eyes rolled all the way back. Her pierced slit clenched in the air, dripping slick onto the tiles as she gagged and choked like a willing sacrifice.
He growled.
Then exploded.
SPLORRT—GGHHMMM—SCHLLK!
