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The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 807 - How about a quickie? (02)
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Chapter 807: 807 - How about a quickie? (02)

Rouxi moaned softly against his lips, the sound vibrating between their pressed-together mouths.

The hands that had previously covered her heavy breasts now clung to the young man’s broad shoulders, unable—or perhaps unwilling—to push him away.

"Ah... Father-in-law said we should start getting ready to go to the Sect of the Cosmic Void. When we return, we’ll head straight for the central region," he murmured against her lips, his hot breath mingling with hers as he pulled away just enough to look her in the eyes.

"Is everything ready?"

"Yes," Rouxi nodded, her chest rising and falling in short breaths, still gasping from the kiss.

Qingyi’s strong hands rose naturally to the sides of her enormous breasts, pressing firmly and squeezing them together.

The soft flesh molded between his fingers, spilling over her cleavage.

Although she was only in the early stages of pregnancy, Rouxi’s breasts were already much fuller than before.

A slightly firmer squeeze, and two dark stains bloomed on the fabric of her green dress, warm milk leaking from her nipples and spreading across the thin fabric in damp circles that grew with every passing second.

"How about a quickie before we leave?" he asked, his fingers slowly sliding to her hips, the bulge already evident in the front of his pants.

Rouxi looked away, her cheeks turning a shade of pink, but she soon steeled her resolve and looked him in the eye again.

"All right, but just a quickie!" she declared, her voice firm despite her blush.

"Last time, you... fucked me... for ten hours straight!" She paused shamefully for a moment mid-sentence before continuing, even more flushed, the word escaping her lips as if it were burning her tongue.

Her hands reached for Qingyi’s firm chest and pushed him toward the bench in front of her, forcing him to sit down.

Her eyes shone with desire as she leaned over him, her delicate knees bending to the floor and her long, slender fingers sliding up the already low-cut neckline, revealing part of her pink aureolas.

She pulled the fabric down, exposing her breasts in their entirety—nearly twenty percent larger than before her pregnancy, even fuller and more perfect—swaying heavily with the movement before settling against her chest in a slow tremor.

Such growth wasn’t uncommon during pregnancy, with many women needing to go up one or even two bra sizes, but usually the process was slower and more gradual.

In the end, Qingyi could only assume it was because of his lineage—the same one that caused any woman on his harem to produce Qi-rich milk.

Finally, Rouxi unbuttoned Qingyi’s pants, and his throbbing, already hard cock sprang out, rising imposingly before her face.

Leaning forward, she opened her mouth and took it between her lips, her warm tongue wrapping around the swollen head with a muffled moan.

At the same time, she gripped the sides of her own breasts tightly, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh as if molding living clay.

Moving her slender torso, she forced her fat tits to embrace his cock from both sides, the shaft almost disappearing between the creamy flesh as her cheeks hollowed out, sucking hard on the tip of Qingyi’s cock.

Her delicate palms sank even deeper into the sides of her enormous breasts, and with determination in her eyes, she began to move her head up and down the exposed part of his cock, her long hair sliding over her shoulders in time with each stroke.

"Mhmm~~ slurp~~ gmhnn~~" The wet sounds of her mouth working around his cock completely engulfed the vast garden, echoing obscenely through the open space.

Strands of saliva flowed endlessly down the large, pale member—a long, thick, twenty-three-centimeter rod of flesh—fully lubricated by her lips and dripping down her ample breasts, mixing with the milk still dripping from her hard nipples.

Her hands, meanwhile, were also moving, easing the pressure around his cock before squeezing everything together again, the two milky globes clamping down on the member in a warm, sticky embrace.

Qingyi relaxed, stroking her long hair, a sweet smile spreading across his lips as he felt the soft embrace of her breasts and the pressure of her mouth’s wet suction.

"Ah..." he sighed, and then forced himself to sit up.

Rouxi was taken by surprise.

The embrace of her breasts around Qingyi’s cock broke apart and she fell onto her butt on the floor, the tip of his cock still between her parted lips.

"Since the adoptive mom wants a quickie, let’s make it quick..." He chuckled and then thrust forward. She was a stellar sovereign, so he didn’t hold back.

He couldn’t hurt her even if he wanted to—at least not without using his Qi.

He thrust forward, the twenty-three centimeters of cock sliding through Rouxi’s mouth and sinking deep into her throat, its bulk marking the outside of her delicate neck, a bulge distorting her smooth skin.

The moment her full lips touched the base of his cock, he pulled back, then shoved it all the way in again, pulling out at the same instant in a brutal rhythm.

It was time to give that tight throat a good fucking!

"Gurhk~ Ghuk~ Glugh~ Ghuk" Obscene sounds erupted from Rouxi’s throat with every powerful thrust, thick saliva and spit dripping down her chin and onto her exposed breasts, mixing with the milk still leaking from her hardened nipples.

The movements grew faster and faster until, finally, Qingyi reached his limit, spilling directly into her esophagus in thick, hot jets, forcing her to swallow every thick drop without even tasting it.

When he was done, he yanked his cock out of her mouth with an expression full of satisfaction, his still-glistening member springing free with a wet pop.

With a big smile on his face, his adoptive mother well-fed and his balls empty, Qingyi finally went to tend to the few responsibilities he had left before departing.

The time to leave was not long in coming.

A day later, Rouxi publicly announced that she would accompany Qingyi as his guardian during his stay in the central region and officially resigned from her position as mistress of the Celestial Fairy Pavilion.

Leaving an avatar to fill in for her until a replacement could be found, she set off alongside Qingyi toward the Sect of the Cosmic Void.

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