Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World

Chapter 701: Chapter 701- Mouth and Pussy both Together

Her mouth released the head. The cock, wet with her saliva, stood free. The crimson head, broad and slick, pointed upward. The princess’s pussy, descending, aligned.

Jin Yuhan’s small hand reached down. Her pale fingers found his cock. She gripped the shaft. Her hand, smaller than Madam Fengyan’s, barely closed around the girth. She positioned the head against her entrance. The broad, wet surface pressed against her thin pink lips.

She sank.

Slowly. Her hips lowered. Her weight, slight, pushed down. The head pressed against her entrance. The lips, thin and delicate, parted. The head entered. The broad surface stretched her. She gasped.

"Hah..." The sound escaped her. Her coral lips parted. Her dark eyes, wet, wide, looked down. At the junction. At the cock, entering her body. At the lips, stretching.

Tianlong’s hands found her waist. His large, pale fingers gripped her slender hips. He held her. Not pushing. Not pulling. Holding.

"Oh, come on, girl," he said. His voice was teasing. Warm. The tone of a man encouraging a nervous partner. "You’re too weak."

He slammed.

His hips drove upward. His hands, on her waist, pulled her down. Simultaneous. The force of his thrust and the force of his pull combined. The result was absolute.

PAAAH!!

"AAAAAANGH~!!!"

Twelve inches. One thrust. The full divine cock drove into her cunt. Through the lips, through the walls, through the cervix, into the womb. Her slender body, impaled, convulsed. Her belly, flat and pale, distended. The outline of his cock, visible through her lower abdomen, bulged from her pussy to past her navel.

Her dark eyes rolled back. Her coral lips opened. Her back arched. Her bra-clad breasts pressed against his chest. Her legs, spread, trembled violently.

Her ass, round and firm, slammed down against Madam Fengyan’s face. The thick woman, still between Tianlong’s thighs, her mouth wet with saliva, was hit by the princess’s bare ass. The impact, unexpected, drove her head back. Her face, pressed between Tianlong’s thigh and the princess’s ass, was trapped.

"Mmph!" Madam Fengyan’s muffled protest was lost. Her enormous tits, hanging, pressed against the jade floor. Her hands, on Tianlong’s balls, were pinned.

Tianlong’s hand found Jin Yuhan’s bra. His fingers gripped the clasp at the back. He pulled. The fabric tore. The bra fell. Her breasts, bare, were revealed. The pink nipples, small and stiff, were exposed.

His mouth found her right breast. His lips closed around the pink nipple. He sucked. The stiff nub, the pale areola, the surrounding flesh, filled his mouth. He bit. Gently. The teeth grazed the nipple.

"Anh~!" Jin Yuhan’s moan was sharp. High. The sensation of his mouth on her breast, combined with the twelve inches in her cunt, sent a jolt through her body. Her Core Formation, no, her Nascent Soul qi, surged. The Azure Dragon Marrow blazed.

"Prepare the fleets," Tianlong said. His voice was calm. His mouth, on her breast, formed the words around the nipple. "We need to leave."

His mouth sucked. The sound was wet. Obscene. The slurp of a man drinking from a woman’s breast. His teeth grazed. His tongue swirled.

"Hah... anh~..." Jin Yuhan’s moans were soft. Breathless. The pain of the initial thrust was fading, replaced by the fullness, the pressure, the divine qi flowing through their joined bodies.

Pah. Pah.

His hips moved. Slow. Shallow thrusts, the cock sliding in and out. Her tight pussy, freshly deflowered, gripped him. The walls, clenching, milking, were hot and wet.

"Where do we need to go?" Jin Wuchen’s deep voice was strained. His dark eyes were on the floor. His daughter, bare-breasted, impaled on the ancestor’s cock, was being fucked in front of him. He could hear the sounds. The flesh slapping. The moaning. The sucking.

He said nothing. He asked the question. He kept his eyes down.

"Shen Wuji last night created a problem for me," Tianlong said. His voice was conversational. His hips lifted Jin Yuhan. Her slender body rose. His cock, slick with her arousal, emerged. The shaft, pale, the head crimson. Then he slammed her down.

PAAAH!

"AAANGH~!!"

"Which I need to solve," he continued. His voice was even. The rhythm of his words matched the rhythm of his thrusts. Casual. Controlled. The tone of a man discussing business while fucking.

He lifted her. Slammed.

PAAAH!

"HNNNGH~!!"

His hand, on her bare breast, squeezed. The pink nipple, between his fingers, was pinched. Her dark eyes, wet, wide, found his face. The gold-crimson eyes, looking at her, were warm. Enjoying.

"Prepare the fleets, everyone," Tianlong said. His voice carried through the hall. The divine qi in the words pressed against every person. "Now."

The hall emptied. The elders filed out. The disciples ran. Jin Wuchen, his enormous frame rigid, his dark eyes on the floor, walked toward the exit. His back was straight. His jaw was clenched. His hands, behind his back, were white-knuckled.

He did not look at his daughter.

The thousands outside, on their knees, their stomachs full of Gu worms, began to move. The army of four sects, their leaders defeated, their courage gone, their bodies poisoned, began to prepare. Ships. Fleets. Flying vessels. The machinery of war, repurposed for retreat.

In the hall, the sounds continued.

Pah. Pah. PAAAH!

"AAANGH~!! HNNNGH~!!"

"Slurp... slurp... mmmph..."

The flesh slapping. The moaning. The sucking. The wet, obscene sounds of a god fucking a princess while a thick woman sucked his balls. The sounds filled the empty hall, echoing off the painted murals, off the jade floor, off the domed ceiling.

Jin Yuhan’s slender body bounced on his cock. Her bare breasts, the pink nipples stiff, heaved. Her dark eyes, wet, were half-closed. Her coral lips, parted, moaned.

"Hah... anh~... so deep... you’re so deep..."

His mouth, on her breast, sucked. His teeth grazed. His tongue swirled. His hand, on her ass, squeezed. The flesh deformed under his grip.

Below, Madam Fengyan’s mouth worked. Her tongue, on his balls, licked. Her lips, around the sac, sucked. Her hands, on his thighs, gripped.

The fleets prepared. The sky filled with ships. The world moved.

And in the hall, the god fucked.

PAAAH! PAAAH! PAAAH!

"OUNGH~!! HNNNGH~!! AAANGH~!!"