“MmmmhhhH!”
Kent groaned as he came down Saintess Neomi’s throat.
The dignified Saintess was now gagging as the thick cum, filled with energy, shot down her throat. She did a good job taking it all in, unlike her disciple, who couldn’t handle it.
She was able to handle it all like a champ. Kent could only endure the pleasure while his ropes shot down her throat and painted her mouth…
“You ladies are much naughtier than I give you credit for,” Kent said, watching as the spear saintess was now sucking his balls.
“You were the one who made us fall in love with you,” Ingrid replied with a blush.
“True, but it was you who used those Void eyes to spy on me,” Kent chuckled. Ingrid’s blush deepened, but she couldn’t deny his claims. She had indeed gotten curious, and that had landed her in this situation.
“But you could have prevented me from watching… However, you didn’t, which means you are, in a way, responsible too,” Ingrid said.
“I don’t regret that. Had I done that, I wouldn’t have a whole Saintess, someone who is meant to remain pure, sucking my balls,” Kent smiled, causing the Saintess to drop the balls from her mouth and stare at him with a flustered expression.
“Don’t mind me; you’re doing a good job,” Kent pushed her head back down to his balls. She resumed her sucking.
Ingrid, who was also wondering the same thing, chose to accept reality and moved toward the still-hard dick, beginning to suck it.
Kent was feeling all the pleasure he could ask for and more. The disciple and her master were servicing him, and from the look on his face, he was enjoying it.
“I am cummmmming~.”
His moaning filled the room as Ingrid felt the hot jizz shoot down her throat. This time, however, she was able to take it all in, making Kent nod at her accomplishment.
“Then why don’t we get the show on the road?” Kent said, taking Ingrid’s leg and positioning it on his shoulder. He positioned his dick between her legs and began rubbing them.
She was still wet, so the gentle teasing was already sending waves through her body.
“Let me go in now,” Kent said before pushing his dick into her tiny cave entrance, making her clench the bedspread.
He pushed in slowly until suddenly, he claimed her purity, making it their first time. Ingrid’s body shuddered when her purity was taken.
But instead of tears alone, a smile appeared on her face, and through her smile and tears, she muttered.
“You must take responsibility from now onwards.”
Kent smiled and started moving his hips. “Don’t worry, I will make you the happiest woman in the entire universe.”
Ingrid nodded as Kent began thrusting in and out. It took only a few thrusts for the rhythm to pick up.
“Pah” “Pah” “Pah” “Pah” “Pah.”
Kent thrust harder as his balls slapped against Ingrid’s buttocks, creating the sound everyone wanted to hear. Saintess Neomi blushed as she looked at the pleasure-filled face of her innocent disciple, who was being claimed.
‘Would I look like that?’ she wondered, her cheeks flushing.
‘I can’t believe I will be taking that thing into my body, and in front of my disciple, no less.’ She was blushing so hard she didn’t realize when she began rubbing herself.
‘I guess it’s too late to back out now, not when I’ve sucked his balls and drank his cum.’ She licked her lips as a naughty expression appeared on her face.
The pleasure she experienced when Kent went down on her was too much to ignore. She decided to go ahead, and, if possible, she wanted to do it again after today.
Just like that, the mighty Saintess of the Spear Gate had fallen, making her the second Saintess to fall—but not the last.
Ten minutes into the thrusting, Ingrid came, and Kent laid her on her stomach and entered her from behind. That continued for a couple of minutes until she came again. Then, after two more positions, Kent reached his climax.
He held her waist and released his load deep into her womb, filling her up. The hot, energy-filled essence poured into her body, infusing her with potent energy.
He pulled out his long member and let Ingrid clean it while she wondered what had just happened. Her strength had increased noticeably, meaning she had received a significant amount of spiritual qi.
How was that possible? she wondered, but she didn’t say anything else.
Kent could tell she wanted to ask something, but that would have to wait.
He looked at the Saintess and smiled. He held her hand, turned her around, and planted a kiss on her perfectly rounded ass.
“With this perfect butt, if I don’t bend you over, it would be a huge insult,” Kent said, putting her on all fours. Then he gently pushed on her waist, making her bend like rubber.
Ingrid looked at this and pouted. She wanted to look like that too.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll bend you like this soon enough,” Kent said to her before he started rubbing his dick against her butthole.
Every stroke sent shivers down her spine. Her pussy was glistering under the warm light in the room, dripping wet.
After teasing her for a while, he placed his dick at her entrance and slowly entered, making the saintess moan. She was tight but wet, so the long snake slowly continued to slide in.
When his dick finally broke through her final resistance, a huge moan escaped her lips, followed by a teardrop. The pain was just that, and she could feel it.
Kent held her waist and slowly started to thrust until she adapted, and then he began moving much faster.
“Aaahh!”
“Aaahh!”
“Aaahh!”
“Aaahh!”
He moaned as Kent thrust in, making the dignified saintess moan her heart out. The feeling was euphoric, and looking at her disciple while she moaned, she couldn’t tell if this was something she should be doing.
But as Ingrid smiled at her, she could only muster her voice and sing like a bird. Kent kept moving in, sliding his thickness for some minutes before she came.
Then he continued, thrusting for close to an hour before he released his load inside her, causing a wave of energy to wash through both their bodies.
“What the f—?” the saintess gasped, still plugged to Kent.
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