Amidst the rising steam.
A lean yet muscular body stood in knee-deep water, his arms cradling a pair of smooth, snow-white legs, her round, full buttocks dangling towards the man's groin.
A long, curved, and undeniably masculine penis was inserted between the two buttocks at a slightly upward angle, thrusting in and out with powerful, pounding force.
"Ah, ah... ooh... ahhh!"
The desperate moans and gasps seemed to accompany the rising steam, bringing a warm, sultry allure.
The incessant "slap," "slap" sounds mingled with the thud of something being stuffed into a tight, muddy, ill-fitting boot.
Her plump, round buttocks rippled like waves at the point of contact, the trembling lines highlighting their astonishing softness, like creamy cheese.
The specks of white fluid constantly spurting from their union further confirmed this.
"Aunt Yingji, godmother…you're so tight and tender inside, so good…so grippy." Xiang Anping arched his back in ecstasy, then held his breath for a moment before unleashing another rapid series of thrusts.
Then he abruptly stopped, burying his penis deep inside her, throbbing and stretching the moist, tender vaginal walls, the glans at the deepest point, enjoying the clitoris's sucking sensation like a baby seeking milk.
He maintained this position, then began to twist his buttocks, the sound of the water suddenly changing to a muffled, continuous sizzling sound.
The large, thick penis swirled and churned within the tightly gripping honeyed passage. The scent of her body was already deeply penetrating; the swollen shaft stretched the tight, wet opening, and the slightly upward position offered little resistance to the angle of her honeyed hole, allowing for a fuller appreciation of every delicate contour and crevice of her flesh.
Xiang Anping grimaced in pleasure, his eyes narrowed as he breathed heavily.
"Godmother, haven't I fucked your cunt these past few days, has it gotten even tighter here?"
Jiang Yingji, her head buried in Xiang Anping's shoulder, looked up, revealing a jade-like face flushed and streaked with tears, as if she had been crying. Her beautiful eyes were narrowed, her mouth opening and closing in a daze, but she could only emit breaths that sounded more like sobs.
In fact, Xiang Anping, having been pent up for so long, was already incredibly aroused. The constant nourishment from Jiang Yingji and Yu Tang's pure yin fluids and saliva was a classic case of adding fuel to the fire, not quenching thirst.
Now, with the combined yin energy of the three women nourishing his penis, it finally broke through the resistance, almost like a small hole opening in a volcano, releasing a torrent of pent-up yang energy mixed with lust.
His penis swelled to a deep red-purple, the veins coiling like dragons, even larger and harder than normal.
Suddenly, he twisted his waist again, his scalding hot member, sticky and slippery, tightly folded in the vaginal cavity, like a long dragon wrapped in mottled white fluid, being pulled out. Halfway out, he twisted his waist again, plunging completely into the vagina with lightning speed.
"Ah!" Jiang Yingji's smooth, glistening back, whether from pool water or a fine sheen of sweat, suddenly tightened. Her shoulders arched, and she tilted her head back, her expression dazed, as if about to cry out.
Her arms, wrapped around Anping's neck, tightened even more, pressing tightly against his chest. Her soft, snow-white breasts, so full and swollen, almost completely covered his chest, spilling over onto his ribs and abdomen. The pressure was so intense that there was practically no gap.
The two hot bodies trembled and clasped together again. She exhaled a long breath towards Anping, her hips and backs undulating once more. The penis buried deep within her honeyed orifice began to thrust rapidly, with small but incredibly fast movements.
Although the movements weren't as vigorous as before, Jiang Yingji's reaction became even more intense. Her full, heaving hips and rounded, long, snow-white legs trembled and tensed.
The penis was inserted too deeply, already deforming the soft, tender core, making it feel like a lump of oily, supple flesh intimately contacting the glans. The clitoris was constantly being rubbed until it secreted nectar, becoming even more slippery and sticky.
The penis withdrew and thrust only a small amount, exactly one or two centimeters, not nearly enough to completely separate the glans from the core.
Thus, this continuous and rapid thrusting was almost a relentless ravaging of the core.
Jiang Yingji, with a hint of urgent sobs, shook her head incessantly, her hair rippled like waves, even swaying from side to side in unbearable pain.
Her pair of feet, white as jade, long and slender, clearly those of a mature, radiant woman, possessed an indescribable softness and smoothness, delicate as new bamboo shoots, taut and taut, the soles of her moist, rosy feet curled with fine, white lines.
"Ah, oh...no Anping...ah...I need to pee, oh ah ah~"
She saw Xue Tang, her face flushed, immersed in the water, and Yu Tang, her legs spread wide, gently rubbing her clitoris. She shook her head even more violently.
Xiang Anping, of course, was delighted. He loved to make the noble and beautiful queen pee, feeling the warm spurts out, her honeyed orifice gripping his penis tightly, the constant spasms and contractions of pleasure and the desire to conquer.
However, he didn't dare push the Queen of the Demon City too far. Those chillingly powerful zombies outside were all bowing and obeying her.
He didn't know how effective the old servant's "spell" would be; he was still somewhat apprehensive.
Xiang Anping increased the intensity of his thrusts, pounding into the Queen of the Demon City's body several times until a warm droplet of fluid leaked from her opening. A few more thrusts and she'd pee.
He stopped with a soft "Hey!" and then, his erect penis swirling slightly inside Jiang Yingji's vagina, panted, "Then, godmother, I'll take you outside the pool."
Jiang Yingji wrapped her arms around Xiang Anping's neck, her breasts heaving, burying her head in his shoulder, breathing heavily, too weak to object.
But as soon as she spoke, her vagina clenched almost instantly.
Xiang Anping grinned silently, then carried Jiang Yingji to the edge of the bath. The area was slippery from the water, so Xiang Anping squatted into a horse stance.
Because her body leaned slightly downwards, Jiang Yingji's long, soft, wet black hair cascaded down, but her head remained buried in his shoulder like an ostrich.
And because of this, she didn't see the side Xiang Anping had deliberately angled to give Xue Tang a clear view of their union.
Her plump, tender flesh, between two pinkish-red labia, enveloped an incredibly thick, massive penis. Her delicate, clam-like lips were stretched wide open, becoming a tight, slippery, and moist circle.