Qingyi was sitting on the sect's throne, his lips taking Elize's nipples for themselves.
His cock was deep in the throat of one of the priestesses, the cheeks of her beautiful face sinking as she sucked voraciously.
"Nghn~~ Did the husband miss us?" Elize moaned, feeling Qingyi's tongue dance around her nipples, sucking every last drop of her sweet nectar.
His hands massaged her big, heavy, pale mountains, barely managing to encapsulate a fraction of that luscious flesh.
"Ah... how could I not?" He smiled as he abandoned Elize's nipples.
At that very moment, he heard a soft grunt escape from the priestess between his legs.
Her eyes widened as Qingyi's cock exploded, spurting large streams of hot, viscous liquid into her throat.
"Gulp... Gulp... Gulp... Ahh... thank you for the meal, young master Qingyi!" The priestess gasped, squeezing her large bosoms together as she stuck out her small, pink tongue.
Not a single drop had been wasted.
