After some time passed, the room had grown quieter.
Yao Xin remained seated on top of him, waist rising and falling in a steady, controlled rhythm as she continued extracting the remaining excess yang.
Plap…
Plap…
Plap…
Sweat faintly glistened over her pale skin, twin tails clinging lightly to her back, while her large breasts swayed enticingly with each movement.
The earlier panic and calculation had settled into focused work… as the newly appointed Chief Yang Regulator properly performed her duty.
She had already lost count of how many times she had extracted his yang.
Her lower abdomen felt heavily filled, her smooth stomach even bulging slightly… both from the thick seed dumped deep inside her and from that thick length still stretching her, as well as from the rich spiritual energy she kept refining without pause.
Like the saying goes, too much of anything... even a good thing can be a bad thing.
"Ahh… Ahh… Haaa…"
