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The priest aimed his meat at her slit. In front of me, I could clearly see the glans slowly push open her two lips and be swallowed by her flesh-slit. Then, half of the meat was inserted, and I could clearly see the bulge of the meat under my sister's previously flat lower abdomen.
"Woo woo! It's in… so thick…"
I could feel my sister's body shaking incessantly. She lowered her head, preventing me from seeing her expression, but judging by her panting, she shouldn't have been able to adapt to it at the beginning.
But as the priest thrust and withdrew, my sister's voice gradually turned alluring. Every time the sturdy meat was withdrawn, it tugged at her tender flesh, bringing her pleasure.
"Mmm… Mmh ah! Wait, it's too intense, Eeyah!"
The priest grabbed my sister's waist, thrusting continuously, even starting to sink the entire meat into the slit before slowly withdrawing it. It stimulated her legs to swing restlessly. The "pat-pat-pat" wet sounds from her lower body and her cute little jade feet swayed along with the priest's thrusting.
"Hehe, Loxi, why don't you look up and let your brother see your expression?"
Listening to my sister's seductive gasps, the priest grabbed her hair and tilted her head up. And I saw her expression at that moment.
Flushed cheeks and blurred eyes, she looked completely lost in the fucking. But instinct made her turn her face away, trying her best not to let her brother see her like this.
"Mmh mmh ah~ Brother… I, Woo woo! I feel, so good… Master's meat fucking my slit feels so good, woo woo…"
Hey, hey, Loxi, could she have been fucked into this state by someone else on her first try? Is the stimulation too much?
"Brother… I never knew that cheating and having sex could feel so good…" My sister whispered in my ear, her voice only audible to me. But soon she couldn't speak anymore, as the priest had begun to accelerate his thrusting speed.
"Pa-pa-pa—Pa-pa-pa—"
Continuous slapping sounds echoed. The priest thrust his meat, his legs hitting my sister's perky buttocks, causing waves of flesh to erupt. His two testicles also slapped against her labia, making her unable to hold it for long.
"Eeyah! Wait, wait, no, woo woo, I'm going to—"
Before my sister could finish, she hung her head and trembled, letting out a seductive gasp. Suddenly, I felt my pants get wet. Looking down, I saw my sister's legs trembling, and a spray of fluid actually erupted from her juncture, splashing onto my pants.
This can't be… did my sister become incontinent from being fucked?
My sister seemed to realize what had just happened, too ashamed to look her brother in the eye now.
The priest also noticed the liquid my sister had just sprayed and chuckled. He pressed the glans against her slit's flower-center, grinding against her cervix, stimulating her to shudder again. He reached out to touch the junction, then put his wet fingers in front of my sister, teasing:
"Loxi isn't a child anymore, how can you still leak urine on your brother?"
My sister bit her cherry lips, eyes tightly shut, shaking her small head.
"I didn't… Woo woo! It's all Master's meat, it's too powerful…"
"Tut tut, little Loxi really is a natural lewd bitch. I thought I would have to train you for a long time after the control, but now it seems you're just a little bitch naturally suited for men to fuck."
The priest said, starting his final sprint. His long, thick meat seemed determined to pierce through her tender slit, reaching the end of the honey-cave with every thrust. Finally, he let out a low roar, slamming the glans into her cervix. The circular tender flesh kissed the burning glans, and thick, white, cloudy semen was shot entirely into my sister's womb, burning her so much that her legs tensed up, and she reached her own climax as well.
"Woo!!! So, so hot! Eeyah…"
The priest slowly withdrew his meat, and then, streams of thick, white, cloudy semen flowed out from her pink, tender slit, dripping onto the ground. My sister was gasping heavily, eyes closed, still immersed in the aftermath of her climax.
Watching this scene right in front of me, my sister had finally been filled to the brim with semen by her "Master." But the mastermind could be said to be me. Of course, seeing her slit dripping with semen, my heart hammered, and an intense sense of excitement surged in my chest.
Finally, the priest triumphantly stood beside me, telling me not to mention this, threatening that my sister was now completely under his control.
I, of course, didn't care about his words. After all, in the end, it was just a play directed by us siblings. Cough, cough, although it seemed my sister had enjoyed it somewhat and had been turned on by someone else's meat. It seemed my sister also had a good constitution for a "cuckold wife," and I would have to let the priest develop her further in the future…
Finally, the priest left. I settled my sister into her bedroom, then found Nami, who was alone. She seemed a bit angry, having been neglected for so long, and asked where I had been.
"Doing something fun. I'll take you next time," I replied casually, then pulled her back to the hotel, ignoring Nami's suspicious look.
At the hotel, the Hero and Shasha had just returned.
Speaking of which, the Hero hadn't been grinding levels for the past two days. It seemed he was completely immersed in Shasha's gentle embrace.
No, no. The Hero seems to have a more important thing to do: "sowing seeds" for my wife Shasha, letting her carry the Hero's little baby…
I was quite looking forward to the scene of the Hero marching into the Demon Realm with a pregnant Shasha.
Additionally, while I was at the church, when the priest wasn't looking, I had secretly used high-level magic to search his memory and learned an interesting fact about the Hero.
That was, the Hero's "system" really was the work of the Holy Light Church. Every time the Hero died, they recovered that incomplete divinity and bestowed it upon the next generation of Heroes, thus creating "Artificial Heroes."
And the rule-power contained in the "system" did indeed belong to an ancient god of this world. Through this power, one could greatly enhance their growth in strength.
However, when the host died, it would absorb the host's strength and store it as "source matter." Now, down to Elnor's generation, it seemed almost fully collected.
This also well explained why a Hero whose strength would never exceed Tier 6 was crafted by the Church into the image of a savior, and tirelessly sent to the Demon Realm to crusade against the Demon King. Their goal was never for the Hero to succeed; it was a much bigger plan, and this plan seemed related to the King.
And more in-depth secrets couldn't be obtained from Father Hope; after all, he was just a presiding priest of the Royal Capital's Church.
It seemed I would have to go into the Royal Palace to find out… Speaking of which, Sister Dreamy is still in the palace acting as… um, the Queen. I looked toward the magnificent, vast palace in the center of the Royal Capital, thinking to myself.
...
In the golden, magnificent palace, in the central main hall.
On the throne, where only the King should sit, a beautiful, charming, and sexy woman in a gorgeous cheongsam was sitting. Her round, full, giant breasts were on the verge of popping out, and the slit of the cheongsam revealed white, fatty butt flesh, her straight, slender, fair jade legs crossed.
The beautiful woman smiling on the seat was none other than Dreamy, who had entered the palace. In a short time, she had become the King's new Queen. Besides her ability and means, the main reason was probably that her perfect, hot body had the King completely obsessed.
"His Majesty the King said he is unwell today and a bit tired, so he let me manage the state affairs on his behalf." Dreamy glanced at the ministers below and said, changing her posture and sitting with dignity. The breasts on her chest shook a few times, making some lecherous ministers swallow and wonder about the reason for His Majesty the King's "exhaustion."
As soon as these words were spoken, it naturally incited an uproar among the ministers.
"This is the third time, right? How can the King hand over power to a woman! I have never heard of such an absurd thing! This woman might be some succubus from the Demon Race, having controlled the old King!"
"Fuck, if I were the King, I wouldn't want to manage state affairs either. Look at the Queen's big tits and big ass, who wouldn't be obsessed…"
"Shh, keep it down, let's not talk nonsense…"
The ministers discussed heatedly. Some discussed how state power was being managed by the harem, but some old lechers were commenting on the Queen's body and appearance.
Dreamy frowned slightly. She wanted to speak up. Although she was always a gentle older sister figure in front of the Demon King and her sisters, she had her own dignity in front of many humans. These mere humans dared to gossip about her casually.
But she suddenly received a message. Was this from Loxi? What? The Demon King has arrived?
Dreamy's red lips curled, and her delicate face broke into a smile. The charming posture immediately stunned many ministers.
She quickly adjusted her expression, and then a good idea formed in her mind, so she ordered the ministers:
"The Hero's group recently arrived in the Royal Capital… Yes, the King says he wants to see them. Summon them into the palace."