PAH PAH PAH! PAAH! PHACCKK!
"AAANGH~!! HIEKK~!! YOUR JADE PILLAR IS IN MY BELLY~!! I CAN FEEL IT IN MY STOMACH~!! ANCESTOR THIS HUMBLE ELDER CANNOT WALK AFTER THIS~!!"
"You can cultivate instead," he said.
He spanked her ass with one open palm, the crack of it ringing sharp and clean above the wet flesh-slapping, her smooth buttocks turning a deep red at the impact point, the color blooming outward through the pale skin.
"HNGH~!!"
He spanked her again.
"AAANGH~!!"
Again, harder.
"HAIYAANGH~!! ANCESTOR~!! YOUR PALM IS AS HEAVY AS A MOUNTAIN~!!"
Sect master Yaolan stood in the center of the pool.
The water was pink-gold now, fully saturated with the combination of blood and seed and the cultivation overflow of three elders' simultaneous Plum Blossom technique activations. It came to her lower ribs, warm against her bare skin, the spiritual charge in it humming against her meridians in a constant, insistent frequency.
Her hand was between her thighs.
