Chapter 47 - Side Story: A night with Qingyue +18 (2/2)

Wang Lei felt like he was melting in her mouth as the walls of her throat squeeze his dɨċk as whenever she gulped.

Qingyue kept pushing her head from up to down for some time when Wang Lei couldn't control it anymore. He grips her head as he pushed her down, reaching the deepest he could reach with his dɨċk and released his load.

He could hear gulping sound as Qingyue swallowed it all.

She took his dɨċk out of her mouth and looks at him. Taking a seductive sigh, she says, ”Tasty~”

Wang Lei smiled as he said, ”I still got lots of it. If you like it then why don't you take it all?”

”With pŀėȧsurė~!” Qingyue said as she sits on him in cowboy positions with his dɨċk pressed by her wet pussƴ. Rubbing for some time, she grabs the end and positions it on her pussƴ. She pushes herself down in one smooth motion, ”Hhnngg…~!” a long mȯȧn is released from her mouth as she came.

After taking several breaths, she started to move as her brėȧst dances making Wang Lei more aroused. He grips her brėȧst and pinches her erect nɨppŀės at the same time moving his hɨps.

Qingyue kept mȯȧning in pŀėȧsurė as she rode on him.

This kept going on until she again reached her second ȯrġȧsm, she smiled as her eyes almost rolled. Wang Lei matched the timing and released his load too, painting her walls white.

The room was filled with a musky smell of their crotches as they continued, diverging deeper into carnal dėsɨrės.

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They both have been having sėx for 6 hours now. Wang Lei was really surprised that she could last this long. 'Bonzai! Cultivation~!'

Right now Qingyue was on her four with her hands behind her, gripped by Wang Lei as he kept pounding her wet pussƴ that kept releasing her juices with every hit of flesh.

”I…Aaungg! Almost… Hubby~~!!” Qingyue said as she entered another ȯrġȧsm whose count she has lost.

Wang Lei also ċum at the same time, again filling her wȯmb that was at this point bulging that one could see a little bulge on her stomach.

With her uncounted ȯrġȧsm, Qingyue finally lost her consciousness as she falls on the bed with her tongue rolling out and her eyes rolled up.

'Tomorrow going to be the final day in this world, huh. Or maybe not as I have to build the guild or should I let Hajime build it?'