Lin Xue stroked. Her hands moved — slowly, awkwardly, her fingers sliding along the thick shaft. She felt the cock respond. The tissue thickening. The shaft hardening. The weight increasing as blood and divine qi rushed into the organ.
Tianlong's hand rested on her head. His fingers threaded through her blonde hair. He didn't push. Didn't pull. Just held her.
He looked past her. At the crowd of naked women watching.
He pointed at another disciple.
She was petite — small, slim, with a delicate frame. But her tits were thick. Disproportionately large for her small body — heavy, round, the nipples dark and stiff, the areolae wide. Her body was compact, her waist tiny, her hips curved. Her pubic hair was dark and trimmed — a neat triangle above her pussy, the lips visible and pink. Her name was Hua Mei.
"You," Tianlong said. "Come."
