He came. Both cocks. Simultaneously. The divine seed, the thick, pressurized, molten cum, erupted. Into both wombs. The filling, the simultaneous, dual filling, was there. The divine qi, flowing through his cum, through both women's walls, through their meridians, through their dantians, was absorbed.
The two women, their bodies limp, their minds blank, their pussies leaking cum, lay on the bed. Their moans, the fading, aftershock moans, were there.
Tianlong, his gold-crimson eyes, on the ceiling, held the satisfaction. And the plan.
'Tomorrow. The banquet. The sword sovereign's little trap. Let us see who traps whom.'
~~ The Banquet — Celebration and Scheme
The banquet hall was magnificent.
