"Y-Yes, Master..." Shuying whispered, her voice completely broken.
Without needing another command, she took a trembling step forward across the cold floorboards, her slitted black robe sliding down her body completely to reveal her bare, fluid-glistening form as she approached the edge of the bed to join her daughter in absolute ruin.
Shen Yu felt the dual waves of raw, opportunistic Yin energy swirling within the chamber reach an absolute boiling point.
Wanru's tight, virgin walls were spasming in a continuous, desperate rhythm around his length, completely overwhelmed by the crushing depth of his strokes, while Shuying knelt trembling at the edge of the mattress, her eyes completely wide with submission.
The pressure within his lower core peaked.
With a final, explosive surge of his hips, he buried his entire length to the absolute root inside the young girl, pinning her down.
