Twelve echoes arrived in response. Supreme jade-like breasts pressed against Qiao San’s back from behind. The surging waves of soft, tender flesh pushed forward, spreading out in all directions, as two delicate protrusions traced infinitely intimate trails along the man’s back.
“Huh…” In an instant, the atmosphere that had just been disrupted regained a bit of its former tension. As Twelve spun her ample bosom, her delicate hand reached forward, twisting and grasping in a rhythmic motion, stroking Qiao San’s erect member back and forth.
The book spirit anxiously awaited the moment when Yang’s root would swell, while the Dragon Mother gazed intently at this magnificent scene. Only the Beigong Zhen and her daughter kept their eyes tightly shut, refusing to take even a single glance.
Sigh… Still no good!” the book spirit let out a helpless sigh. With a mere thought, she also “took action.”
The two women, one in front and one behind, did their utmost to be seductive. However, no matter how much Twelve’s fingers rubbed and twirled, or how much Shuling caressed and jiggled the Chun Pill, the man’s treasure remained only half-erect, never fully “awakening.”
“Huh, it’s showing some reaction… Sigh… No, it’s limp again!” Qiao San’s voice first expressed joy, but then sank into disappointment.
“Master San, just a little more effort. At twelve o’clock, I’ll let you have your way with me; you can play however you like…” While whispering these affectionate and seductive words into his ear, Twelve’s delicate hand secretly gave Qiao San a hard pinch in a place where the Dragon Mother couldn’t see.
How intelligent the Xuan Fox is, not to mention that Twelve shares a deep connection with her lover; how could she not understand Qiao San’s true intentions?
Sighing, he said, “Ah, always just a little short!” His erect penis had already been deeply inserted into the black fox’s throat, but moments later, Number Twelve spat out the half-flaccid penis in disappointment and casually asked, “Spirit of the Book, Elder Sister, the Third Young Master needs just a bit more excitement. Do you have any other methods?”
“A little excitement?” The book spirit thought very seriously for a moment, then joyfully exclaimed: “Got it, Dragon Mother Goddess, as long as you…”
The Book Spirit’s words came to an abrupt halt. The clever little spirit then shook its head and said, “This plan sounds good, but I’m afraid Her Majesty will never agree to it. Sigh!”
Mother Dragon’s face had turned completely red; whether it was more from anger or from feminine modesty was hard to tell. The ruler of the Four Seas, with thousands of years of cultivation, was, at her core, a woman—a woman who had been alone for thousands of years!
The murderous intent surged countless times, helplessness arose again and again, and a strange, lingering sensation continuously hovered deep within the recesses of her heart. In the end, even the Dragon Mother herself could no longer tell what she truly sought to do.
Kill him? No, you can’t! Anger has nowhere to arise! Could it be that I actually have to… help that rascal feel me up?!
“Hu…” Even the ancient divine fire seemed nothing compared to the fiery breath of the Dragon Mother in this moment. At the mere thought of having to masturbate for the rascal, the immortal sword, fused with the Dragon Mother’s divine soul, immediately erupted with radiant light piercing into the sky.
No, absolutely not! Even if the sky were to collapse and the earth split apart, I would never lend a hand in this matter!
Special moments, specific spaces, and situations as desperate as a checkmate may confuse the Dragon Mother’s thoughts, but they cannot overcome her extraordinary composure and willpower that far surpasses that of ordinary people.
Just as the Dragon Mother was about to turn hostile, the book spirit suddenly let out another cheer: “Ah… it’s getting harder, yes! Keep going, you’re almost there!”
In Dragon Mother’s mind, there was a sudden “boom,” and she was utterly overwhelmed by the unexpected good news. As long as there was still hope, who would be willing to give up?!
Her thoughts surged once more, and the national beauty, the Dragon Mother, raised her head. Her jade-like face, resembling a full moon, instinctively turned toward the rascal’s lower body. After multiple instances of “eye contact,” this once unimaginable action had now become completely natural.
As the man’s source of desire gradually hardened, it thickened inch by inch; the engorged, crimson head grew increasingly red, and his masculine scent became stronger and more intense.
Heaven and earth seemed to tense with an unusual stillness in this moment. The mighty Dragon Mother of the Four Seas, a peerless beauty counted among the Five Exquisite Ones and a Great Golden Immortal, was actually staring intently at the man’s erect member, silently urging in her heart: “Grow bigger, come on, get even harder, don’t you dare soften now!”
Qiao San seemed to hear the anxious voice of the Dragon Mother. With each ripple of his prominent abdominal muscles, his glowing red phallus finally managed to last even longer.
“Master San, your cock is so hot! Twelve wants you to fuck her, fuck her hard, fuck her like crazy, fuck Twelve all the way up to the heavens…”
The fox clan’s nature emboldened Shiniang to tease men’s desires without restraint. The intimate sounds between husband and wife, once heard by other women, immediately turned into lewd whispers. While others were fine, the Four Seas Dragon Mother happened to be nearby, within close range, and thus overheard every seductive murmur of the black fox and saw every detail of the man’s erect penis.
The book spirit was already using both hands, frantically searching for sensitive areas on the man’s body. The calmest among them timely reminded, “Master, don’t lose your yang energy, just a little more, whatever you do, don’t lose it—”
The intense desire sent a tremor through the void, as infinite pressure seemed to compress the entire space into a single point. In every woman’s eyes, there was only Qiao San’s crucial—manhood!
The most critical moment has arrived. If Yang’s root can harden just a bit more, the rascal will regain his vigor and vitality. But if he cannot overcome this crucial turning point and restore his strength in this fleeting moment, then the unavoidable fate awaiting them all is failure.
Nervousness, indescribable nervousness. The girls’ heartstrings were already stretched tight, vibrating with tension.
Yang Gen twitched several times in succession in the eyes of the many women, each twitch causing their breath to tighten, each twitch making the fairy, the she-demon, and the earthly beauties tremble in their delicate bodies.
There are always miracles in the world; such a debauched scene had actually become commonplace. Although Qiao San’s face showed pain, he was secretly overjoyed inside.
The lustful meat rod sprang toward the Dragon Mother, then swiveled sideways toward the Mystic Lady, and finally quivered before the Jade Fan, leaving the three high-status women parched and extremely flustered.
Look, take a good look, examine closely, and see how amazing this young master’s meat rod feels!
An extraordinary thrill, like a sudden clap of thunder or a flash of lightning, surged through him. Puspy’s eyes flared with excitement, and he nearly lost control of his precious manhood.
Heh, heh… The game can’t just end like this. One way or another, those fierce and formidable women must pay a “price.”
A thousand thoughts and emotions whirl and twist, everything flashes through the mind in an instant. The demon-possessed rogue secretly reverses the Yin-Yang technique, and the seemingly successful Yang root immediately begins to soften.
“Oh no, I can’t hold on any longer! Twelve, my yang energy is draining away!”
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