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The towering palace shimmered with a faint golden glow under the halo of light. This was the commanding heights of the Divine Realm, the seat of supreme control. A blue-haired man, clad in a magnificent blue robe, stood at the gate of the Divine Realm Council. His eyes, deep as the ocean, shone with a white light, as if trying to see through layers of white mist. The ripples of his elegant blue robe evoked a sense of cleansing and purification. He murmured, "The catastrophe threatening the Divine Realm is drawing near, and the Divine Realm is about to be shaken. Perhaps now is the best time for Xiao Wu to descend. After all, there are too many memories there, and where are my two children?"
As if recalling his past with his wife and his unborn child, Seagod Tang San also had a faint smile on his face...
A sea of clouds drifted, and steep peaks loomed in the mist. Atop the mountain, a pitch-black castle stood proudly, like a giant pillar thrust between heaven and earth. As the mist shifted, a corner of a massive stone plaque emerged. "Haotian Sect!"
The vast and winding font shows its long historical heritage.
In this mountainous area, where the wind was fierce and the clouds and mist were shrouded, a faint groan echoed among the mountains. "Hiss... Oh... Sister Xiaowu... No... You can't do this... Ah..."
At the innermost reaches of the vast Haotian Fortress, in the Second Sect Master's chambers, the man's plea for mercy emanated from here. A middle-aged man, imposing in stature, stood with short, fine hair like steel needles and a resolute face, his brown eyes brimming with lust. His gray robe barely concealed the muscular bulge that adorned his upper body. He lay supine, his face a look of intense struggle and enjoyment on his face. Silk-thin white stockings clung to his proud legs, the delicate white butterfly-like pattern at the bend of his calves adding to their beauty and allure. Her round, round legs deftly parted the man's black robe, their soft, erect penis thrumming to a firm erection at the touch of her beautiful feet. While the approximately four-inch penis wasn't particularly long, it was incredibly hard, as thick as a baby's arm, as solid as iron. Despite the pressure of her beautiful feet, it showed no sign of yielding. The woman's eyes shone in amazement, but her footwork remained unwavering.
One jade foot rubbed and slid along the glans to tease the shaft, while the other jade foot stepped on the bulging sac under the penis. The two huge balls were stepped on back and forth by the jade feet like bubbles. The woman saw the man's face full of enjoyment and teased him, "Er Ming says no...your big baby...but you don't think so..."
I saw her jade feet standing up, rubbing the glans of the thick penis gently and quickly. After a while, white obscene liquid oozes out of the glans. She lifts her beautiful feet in stockings, and sees a white silk thread connecting the glans and the toes. The woman looks obsessed, "Look..."
This obscene scene caused the man's face to twist. The friction of the stockings, the roundness of the jade legs, and the pure white color, everything was so harmonious and moving. This was the first time in his long life that he encountered such a situation, and the object was her. How could he bear it? On the one hand, he knew that this was not allowed for moral reasons, and the unprecedented pleasure from his body made him want more stimulation. Anyway, it was just a foot, it was okay, he could only comfort himself in this way, and he must not cross the last line!
The man lying on the ground had a flickering expression, silent, his cock the only thing revealing his current state of mind. Seeing this, the woman pouted slightly, her pretty face puffed up, as if angry at the man for ignoring her. Her eyes gleamed with shame and irritation, and her legs moved rapidly, changing angles to maximize the stimulation of the cock. She rubbed the soles and insteps of her feet back and forth, then clamped the cock between her arches, stroking it with her deft, experienced movements. It was clear at first glance that she was a seasoned woman.
"Hmm…hiss…"
The man no longer objected. Despite his profound cultivation, he was unwilling to attack the woman. Moreover, deep down, he also harbored this same desire. If she hadn't chosen to cultivate into a human form, perhaps he would have protected her for the rest of her life. After all they had been through, his feelings for her remained unchanged, even though she was now a wife and a mother! If he couldn't resist, then he would enjoy it!
The silk stockings and jade feet, lubricated by the lewd fluid, clamped the penis and stroked it up and down. The woman looked cunning, she already knew the weakness of the thick penis. Every time her jade feet slid to the edge of the glans, the thick and hard penis would swell a circle and become extremely hard. The white silk jade feet stepped on the hard penis and climbed to the top of the glans. The jade feet arched, and the white tender soles of the feet pressed against the swollen purple glans. The jade feet rubbed quickly left and right. The tender flesh wrapped in silk stockings was smooth and silky. This strong stimulation was unbearable for a man. "Ahhh... Xiaowu... It feels so good... Don't... Xiaowu... Xiaowu..."
The man screamed wildly with pleasure, his iron-like abdomen tensed. He felt the urge to urinate, and something surged out of his penis. Feeling the enlarged penis, the woman's eyes were charming, and her pink lips parted slightly, "Er Ming, I am the wife of the mistress, are you enjoying it?"
A voice, both alluring and questioning, echoed in his ears. This questioning was extremely lascivious, tinged with guilt towards his brother and a strong sense of betrayal. The man's face flushed red as a surge of pleasure assaulted his brain. He just wanted to properly ejaculate something from his penis, but he couldn't. The woman's jade foot firmly stepped on the purple glans penis, and her soft white jade fingers blocked the urethra, preventing him from ejaculating. The already thick penis swelled even more due to the inability to ejaculate semen, and the thin vas deferens bulged out. The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he said reluctantly, "Sister Xiaowu... It hurts so much... Let me ejaculate..."
At this moment, even the most advanced man had to beg for mercy. The semen had already flowed out of the sperm vesicle, but it was blocked on the shaft. The feeling of not being able to ejaculate made him reach the extreme of pleasure, but he couldn't vent it, which was very uncomfortable. The woman looked smug, and she kept saying in her heart, "I told you to ignore me... I told you to ignore me... Even my third brother didn't dare to do this... Now you know how powerful I am."
Thinking this in her heart, she saw the man begging for mercy and her expression relaxed a little. She knew that not ejaculating for too long was not good for the penis. This was the first time she had seen such a thick penis, and she was reluctant to break it. The woman smiled and said, "Apologize to the third brother and tell him that I am sorry for ejaculating on his wife."
The man struggled, but his vitals were restrained, so he could only obey the woman's orders, "Tang San... I'm sorry... I ejaculated into your wife..."
Nodding with satisfaction, she took her jade feet away and said, "Ah..."
The man roared, his swollen, purple penis finally releasing its juices. Like a high-pressure water gun, the surging semen rushed straight into the woman's face. Thick white semen continued to gush out from the urethra, and after a continuous output, it shot again and again all over her beautiful white silk legs.
"Hmm... so much... so thick... tsk tsk... so delicious... is it so good to cum on your brother's wife... Erming..."
Thick semen covered the woman's entire face like a face mask. Her tender pink tongue jutted out from the thick fluid, and the white semen gurgled down her throat. The man beneath her felt a surge of pleasure after his ejaculation, but before he could say anything, the heavy door suddenly swung open. A man with long cyan hair and broad, imposing shoulders, towering over her, exuded a powerful aura. He was none other than Niu Tian, the leader of the Haotian Sect. His usually calm and composed cyan eyes were now filled with surprise. Seeing the scene inside, he exclaimed, "Erming, Sister Xiaowu, what are you doing?"