Purification Ritual

"Gong Lin?"

Gong Lin, Former Shaolin Warrior, looked away from his sleeping daughter. "Yes, Master Roshi?"

"There is a man out there who claims to be affiliated with the Temple of Orin." said the bald old man with a melancholy sigh. "It sure takes me back to the old days."

Gong Lin moaned in frustration, remembering the last time his former fellow monks had appeared when he was dating Lucy. Not that they were persistent, but he just didn't like the way they lusted after his huge-breasted ex-girlfriend. The reason for the visit was that the original temple was destroyed and, after rebuilding the site, the leaders wanted him to return after learning that he was a student of Master Roshi. His martial arts exploits apparently took his former Shaolin teammates by surprise and now they wanted to make up, fuck this shit!

This time it would be different because he had proposed to Zero-Two nearly three years ago. Would they still make the same pathetic plea all over again? It would be stupid for him to leave the best thing that ever happened to him to become "one with the world" again. He couldn't wait to slam the door in their faces and repudiate any offer they had for him. Somehow, her former teacher interpreted her thoughtful expression as acceptance, and then walked over to the representative of her old temple.

Zero-Two idly straightened as the imposing presence silently entered the living room. His hair was silver, and he had deep, piercing amber eyes that were often more intense than her amber eyes. She spent another second drinking from his sinful body, the very fabric of his shirt stretching obscenely from his physique, which left very little to the imagination. Averting her appreciative gaze, taking note of the strange tribal marks etched into either of her cheeks, she went back to her adult romance book, read pseudo-obscenities, leaving her husband to deal with the stranger who's going to visit in her dreams. .

"Greetings, Gong Lin." Said the silver-haired man. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you. The woman beside you must have Zero-Two, your wife. My name is Arzan Makha'ar, and I've been commissioned by the Temple of Orin to speak with you. "

"Y-yes, yes." interrupted Gong Lin with his occasional stammer, shuffling his feet nervously, praying the man would take the hint and not show his flame of his past in front of his wife. It was then that he noticed the red eagle caught in the man's shirt. "Are you Red Ribbon?"

"Red Ribbon?" muttered Master Roshi, his eyebrows rising in great surprise. "I thought you were never contacted unless it was a rainbow code situation. The last time I saw one of you was during the Infernal Gates incident. I could swear you were exterminated a few years ago."

Zero-Two arched his thin brow, his interest piqued. "What's this about?"

"First of all, your husband is correct Madame Gong and Master Roshi: I am a member of the Red Ribbon." Arzan said, forgetting all about the man he had come to visit because the woman the bald man was married to was now the center of attention in his amber eyes. She was beauty personified with her silky locks, the way her huge breasts were pressed together, even through her sleeveless denim jacket and those long, slender legs wrapped tightly inside tight white pants stretching out on the sofa as she lay down without care about the world. Even though he couldn't see it from this angle, he knew just from her wide hips that they were supporting a big, juicy ass.

'The shitty dwarf did well, he sure did very well.' Arzan thought. "The group has been restored by Master Trheabhin and is doing well these days. These days, we are simply acting behind the scenes." Arzan continued to speak. "Organizations order our services when they feel their messengers are not doing the work, but this visit is nothing like that. I am here only on behalf of the Temple of Orin to bless your marriage of your former disciple Shaolin with a spiritual cleansing. with my life that no one from the temple will ever bother you again after today."

No one else would have to follow him, which was great news for Gong Lin. Not that they scare him, but he was always afraid that his previous relationship would be betrayed to his wife, that he was still working hard to assuage his anger. She could be cruel when she wanted to, which was unfortunately often.

"Of course." Gong Lin said those words that escaped his lips, he felt his wife throwing daggers at him. It's true that look told him he'd be sleeping on the couch tonight and the next. "Ww-well, you see this is for the best."

"All right." Zero-Two said with a snort. "Let's get this over with so your friend can leave."

Arzan suppressed a smirk at the bitterness in the woman's voice. "Do you have some quiet place we can retire to?"

"My room." Gonglin replied while casting a thoughtful look at his former teacher. "Do you mind watching Lucy, Master Roshi?"

"Smoothly." Said the bald old man and stuck his cane in the ground. "You two do whatever it takes."

Zero-Two threw her book to the ground as she walked towards the stairs, refusing to follow her husband's example after bothering her like that. Little did she know that her ass was being scrutinized in professional detail, that she was looking at her big fat ass swaying from side to side.

-xXx-

"I refuse." Zero-Two said coldly, crossing his arms over his impressive bust. She assumed a cleanup would be some kind of enchantment, but would this bastard massage her? And would he be naked while he did it?

Arzan shook his head at her. "You can confirm this with your husband, but I cannot perform a cleaning ritual while wearing clothes."

"I…he's right, honey." Gong Lin said, cringing under his wife's furious gaze. "It's okay. It's just going to be a ritual and then he can leave."

"Fuck. What is..." He interrupted the Zero-Two as his silver-haired, amber-eyed companion stripped off his shirt, exploding on top of it with the upper body she'd only read about in novels. exaggerated and absurdly perverted magazines. Her pectorals jutted out too much, looking like firm plaques etched into her chest. Her shoulders, oh so wide and helpless, supporting the definition of his massive biceps that revealed his immense upper-body strength. His eyes shamelessly looked down at her body, his breath hard to take in her hard abdomen and that V-shaped torso tapering sensually to her narrow waist. She was speechless here, but the words officially died in her throat as he dropped his pants. He leapt like a lion attacking her prey and was now the biggest dominant presence in the room. This man was sporting a cock that was making her husband so embarrassed that she couldn't help but study every inch in painful detail. Dark blue veins raced along the throbbing shaft like lightning shot into the night sky. More than triple the length she was used to seeing, it was also very fat, so much so that it looked thicker than her wrist. Giant balls hanging below him, no doubt containing liters of sperm.

"You should undress too."

Zero-Two expelled a shaky breath, snapping out of that post-alcoholic sexual fantasy coma, her nipples hardening like steel spikes, her pussy soaking wet. Now she was looking at her husband with eyes blazing with fury. "Fuck it. It's the-"

"That's a custom dear." Gong Lin said softly, also finding it difficult to speak, but because of how emasculated he was feeling. "I don't like it either, but he will use holy oil that was given to him by the temple elders. It is considered a sin to waste it on clothes." Gong Lin turned to the silver-haired stallion, careful not to look down again. "She will have a towel to cover her…private areas. This is non-negotiable."

Arzan nodded. "That's understandable. I'd like you to undress here, if you don't mind." Arzan held up a hand as the two vocalized their protest. "Acceptance is a virtue and Gong Lin certainly remembers it. I have entrusted my body to you, and by entrusting yours, Zero-Two, I will be blessing your marriage. You can have your underwear if you like."

Realizing that her husband had fallen silent and was surprisingly complying with it, Zero-Two snapped his teeth, a bottomless rage building inside her. "Just wait, Gong Lin. I'll kill you for this."

Ignoring the stuttering Ex-Shaolin Warrior, Arzan watched with lecherous eyes as those damn clothes flew away from the woman she was wearing them with. Zero-Two was in better physical shape than he'd originally believed. The upper torso was V-shaped, with muscular shoulders and biceps that flowed with their voluptuous frame. Those big boobs were almost suffocating in that flimsy bra she had underneath while the epic cleavage was being shown, which he drank greedily. From this angle, her beautiful bubble ass was displayed to perfection. The big fat globes firm and impossible to resist, the bulge of her slightly damp panties stretched over her cunt, obscuring but not quite hiding the cleft of her large lips. Her thighs were robust and her long, slender legs were fabulous, even more so now that she no longer hid them under her pants. She was so powerful looking, he suspected she could beat most men, especially her bald, dwarf husband, into a bloody pulp of ground beef, but her body was still complete and undeniably feminine.

Now Arzan Makha'ar really wanted to get his hands on her prize.

Zero-Two bit his bottom lip, his anger momentarily taking a back seat as the Arzan looked at her so hungrily it was shaking a side of her she wasn't familiar with. As much as she tried, she was once again drawing the man's giant cock. Oh, how he was making her pussy flutter. The gears began to turn for the internal droid in her, who always strived for perfection, with the look of this divine specimen. No wonder he was a holy man. No mortal woman should be able to handle this!

Zero-Two forcefully derailed that adulterous train of thought, reminding himself that she was married and that her husband wasn't even a step away from her. "I'm going to change in the bathroom."

"Of course." Came Arzan's impassive response, his magic burning from seeing those tiny panties crawl up the woman's ass as she ran out the door. "You have a beautiful wife."

The Ex-Shaolin Warrior almost drew blood from the force with which he clenched his fists. He wasn't oblivious to how his wife was looking at the man's cock, nor was he oblivious to the suggestive tone in the teasing voice or that lewd look Arzan was giving his wife. Why the hell did the temple send such a representative?

"Th-thank you..." shouted Gong Lin. "She is the love of my life."

Arzan responded with a nod before starting the task for which he received millions of gold coins. Taking a parchment seal from his wrist, ignoring the arched eyebrow of his fellow room occupant, a box appeared in a cloud of smoke, consisting of everything he would need for this "ritual". Pulling out a portable music player, he turned it on, and a combination of instruments, the soft sound of running water, a slow beating drum, and melodic singing soon began to flow through the room from his speaker.

"Ah, the farewell number." Gonglin commented, immediately picking up the rhythm of the melody. "I never thought I'd hear it again."

"It's a celebration after all." Arzan replied, his monstrous cock swinging from side to side, slamming against his thighs as he walked to the corner of the room to dim the lights.

When the married woman returned, he found her holding a towel to her chest, hiding the sweet marshmallows responsible for feeding her daughter. A second towel was wrapped around her, covering her belly to mid-thigh, leaving a lot to the imagination. Luckily he had the recent memories of her luscious body, she would be his most precious offering.

Zero-Two was about to speak when he saw his "male brother" pouring oil all over him. A lot of it was dripping onto the floor and while she would have had a fit about it, watching that thick fluid trickle down her abdomen and splash onto his giant cock was making her grip tightly to her towel as she absently squeezed her thighs. She gave her husband a shameful look and luckily found he hadn't caught her lusting after another man.

"Please lie down on the futon I put on." Arzan said, gesturing to the high-quality mattress beside him that he had just opened. "After that, I'd like you to undo your towel and lower it to your ass. I'll start at your back." Arzan paused here, seeing Zero-Two's amber eyes narrow on him. "How am I going to apply the oil if you're covered?"

Mocking her husband, who gave her an apologetic look for putting her in this situation, Zero-Two crouched down, her large breasts bulging against the towel he'd been covering his chest with. Reaching underneath to pull the towel open, she pulled it down so that everything above her back was exposed.

Stifling a grunt of greed, Arzan drank from the married woman's creamy white flesh. There wasn't even a stain he could discern, and the ridges of her muscle were pungent. Pouring a large amount of "holy oil" into his palm, he rubbed his hands together to warm it, when in fact he was channeling fire magic into it.

"It will be over before you know it." Arzan said as he crouched on the edge of the futon, his hands shaking with anticipation and happiness. "Isn't that right, Gong Lin?"

Gong Ling exhaled deeply, not wanting to voice his discomfort at seeing that monstrous cock falling into the mattress his wife was lying on. "...until the end of the enchantment."

Zero-Two slowly relaxed his shoulders and let himself sink a little deeper into the mattress. "Alright, let's get on with it."

The feel of her smooth, taut skin was electric, and he immediately felt a slight flutter between his legs. She didn't even flinch from his initial touch, or the oil he was pouring on her, or at least that's what she was trying to pretend. That cool, confident vibe she radiated was being polluted with the magic he channeled through her entire body.

He initially lingered with the back of her head as he dragged his hands through her silky silver hair with such delicacy her eyes fluttered. Maybe this guy was in the wrong profession, he definitely had the skill set to become a popular hairdresser. Then he rubbed her neck and down to her shoulders. Any oil he was using smelled wonderfully good.

It was then that he ran his hand along the only area of ​​his back that was the most tense, mostly because it used to house his "droid parts." She moaned as he aimed at that damned area so effectively that she wasn't able to utter a word in protest as he moved to her hips. Her movement was slow and methodical, and he was applying strong pressure deep enough to distinguish the ridges of her muscles as his palms slid over them.

"Please tell me if I'm being too rude." Arzan murmured, his deep, masculine voice piercing the trembling woman's ear as he sweetened it with a burst of magic. "I'm sure your husband wouldn't like that."

Zero-Two moaned, unable to keep his voice any longer. "...Alright...looks good now."

"I'm glad to hear this." Arzan said, out of the corner of his eye looking at the woman's husband to find him increasingly uncomfortable. "Now it's time to clean your upper back." Changing his technique, he used the pads of his thumbs to dig a little deep into the gnarled flesh near his traps. This time, Zero-Two shivered, and that reaction of hers hit him right in his groin as his monstrous cock began to erect. He continued to work on her flesh, and as his tolerance for pain gradually increased, he could feel his upper back beginning to relax. As the knot slowly dissipated, he changed tactics once more and moved his thumbs in cross-fiber action to increase blood flow to the area.

Gong Lin gasped silently as that giant organ pointed at the ceiling as the lucky bastard stood over his wife on the edge of the futon before sitting down once more. He tried to seek solace in the monk's soothing farewell melody, but he couldn't shake the image of a naked man laying his hands on the mother of his child. The worst part was that the woman was slowly starting to moan under the man's deft touch.

Moving to her lower right side, he began rolling her skin between his fingers to improve her circulation. But her skin was so taut that he found the technique didn't work well on her. Just as before, he channeled magic to her fingers, this time coupling it with small karate strokes up and down her upper back, lateral to her spine.

"Uuuggghh..." grunted Zero-Two, unable to avoid the light welts his "male brother" was leaving on his oily skin. "How... how is this cleaning?"

A soft laugh escaped his lips as she shifted under his hands. "Just because I was meant to be spiritual doesn't mean I can't give you something extra for all the trouble I've caused you today. Don't you agree, Gong Lin?"

"Y-yes." Gong Lin said through gritted teeth but jumped forward when the base of the man's penis nearly collided with the top of his wife's head. "Hey, I think it's time for you to step back and speed things up now."

Arzan lifted his head, blinking at his frustrated husband as he tugged at his hands. His prodigious cock throbbed now and rose to meet some feminine walls, but now was not the time. Taking a side step toward her lower half of her body, he stopped when her right leg was in front of him. Her thighs were thick and powerful, as expected from a domineering woman like her, and they felt absolutely solid when he started to knead them. He moved his strong fingers up and down her hamstrings, from the back of her knee to the top of her thigh, where his hands inadvertently remained as he stared down at her flesh.

Her legs, like the rest of her body, were perfect, and the towel barely covered her hips, leaving a lot of skin exposed. How he wanted to slide that towel some more. Moving to the foot of the futon, he studied the form lying stretched out directly in front of her. Her poor husband couldn't see, but from his angle, he was able to see her long legs and exposed back, as well as her spectacular ass. A grim smile curved his lips as he saw the pool of liquid pooling beneath her.

Thanks to her ridiculously improved vision, he froze in her exposed pussy and anus blinking as he squirted more oil into his hands and warmed him with another dose of fire magic. Then he bent over her and planted the heels of his palms in her skin just above her knees. And with strong pressure, he slowly ran his hands along her tendons.

His thumbs soon slid up her thighs, massaging firmly and each sweep getting higher and higher. Soon her fingers were brushing the crease where her buttocks met her legs, gaining an immediate reaction from her, which he was able to control with more pressure. Her mind now in pandemonium, she began to shake, feeling her ass open and close with each rotation, only to jerk forward when his hand suddenly claimed a direct spot on her bare left buttock. "Hey… what the hell are you doing?!"

"Just chill." Arzan said, repeating the motion of sliding his hands down her lower back over her hips, each time his thumbs brushed closer and closer to the spot he ached to touch her. It was a dangerous game he was playing, and her husband thought so too when he came forward with his fist outstretched.

Without even flinching, he took the weak punch in his much larger hand and threw it aside like yesterday's newspaper. "Calm down, Gong Lin. I'm almost done. Now say the good afternoon prayer to me."

Zero-Two tilted his head, his eyes holding an immense anger as this man and husband appeared and continued massaging her as if nothing had happened. She wanted so badly to take action, but he was manipulating the flow of her mana channels with whatever he was doing to her. Perhaps there was a truth that cleanliness was a spiritual thing and not a made-up lie.

Arzan smiled as the disheveled man began to sing along with the melody playing over the speaker. Instead of using the heels of his palms, he was now bending his fingers so that his thumbs created a C shape with the rest of his fingers. It was then that a baby's vociferous cry seeped into the room, alerting Arzan that the couple's son had awakened from his sleep and was not satisfied with Master Roshi's presence.

"Why don't you check on your daughter?" Arzan asked, barely able to contain the lust in her voice as he brushed his fingers gently under the lower curve of the man's wife's ass. "I will be finished in no time."

Gong Lin stood up and turned around impetuously, not wanting to alert his wife that he was exhibiting excitement, especially the man who made him look like a mere child "...Are you okay with me leaving, Zero-Two?"

Zero-Two definitely wasn't, especially since she was close to orgasming from how seductively the man was touching her. A negative response escaped her lips, but it was so muffled with her face buried in the mattress that her husband took it as a sign of leaving. Her heart soared as the door closed. Why the hell did he close the door?

"Your daughter is a very cute baby."

"... Yea." Zero-Two moaned in a husky voice, the man's hands inching closer and closer to her ass. "She is perfect."

"It's amazing that you called her Lucy." Arzan said, earning the confused nod of head he'd expected. "It's unusual for a wife to keep a memento of her husband's ex. And give her son her name."

Just like that, the world collapsed on Zero-Two. She untangled herself from his grip on her calves and sat upright, the towel covering her huge, sagging breasts, revealing her round, perky mounds to the perverted monk.

Wasting no time, Arzan threw himself on the futon, lifting his stunned mother like a sack of potatoes and dropping her into his lap, his monster cock slamming against his back. Her hands were now full of her glorious breasts, gently massaging the soft flesh with her palms and rolling each nipple between her fingers until they swelled and hardened, sending delicious sensations into his groin. "I take it you didn't know?"

"Let go of me, you bastard!" She hissed Zero-Two, fighting her hold, throwing her hands up, only for him to twist her nipples, hard, coercing a guttural moan from her. As she was still nursing her daughter, her breasts were extremely sensitive and being stimulated here was making her dizzy. Regret also filled her heart when she could feel his tower of flesh resting against her.

"Please be calm." Arzan murmured in the woman's ear, deliberately taking his time as he massaged her globes of flesh in heavy downward strokes, savoring the smoothness of the massage oil. "Wouldn't you like to hear about the woman who ran away from your husband? The woman he was never able to forget? The woman he loved so much that he named his daughter after her without even telling you about it?"

Drool began to pool around Zero-Two's mouth as a strange energy entered her body through her hands and flowed like a river through the flesh of her pussy. Somehow he was kneading her breasts like he was rolling dough, but the pressure was forcing her inner lips to open like a butterfly's wings opening to the sun and her clit swell and throb with growing urgency. It wasn't just his magic touch; this was way beyond anything he'd done to her so far. He was really showing his true colors now. She tried to listen to his explanation of how her husband met and missed this "Lucy", but she was going crazy with his divine massage. Her legs began to spasm as female nectar began to leak through the peach-pink gates of her femininity. Slowly but steadily, her voice turned to nothing and she lost every ounce of strength she was summoning. That was unfair, but her hands were so good. Milk began to bubble from the pores of her nipples, and that was when she began to run her big fingers along the cleft of her vulva, from the entrance of her vagina to her clitoris, rolling the swollen folds of her inner lips between her lips. fingers. She started to lift her hips to pinch her legs, but then he hastily pushed two fingers into her pussy.

"Fuck!" Zero-Two roared, his eyes going blank, his face scrunching up, his jaw dropping. She felt as if her entire person had focused on her nether region and every sensory nerve ending in her body began to light up as the intensity of her arousal reached levels of pleasure previously unknown.

Gong Lin's cock was childish, so tiny in length and girth that two of her delicate fingers were a little thicker than her shaft. This man's fingers, on the other hand, like the rest of him, were much larger than her husband's. So, with just two fingers, he was exploring uncharted territory within her.

"You have such a tight pussy from being a mother." Purred Arzan as he nibbled at her earlobe, one hand greedily stroking her nipple, his fingers moving in and out of her. "Now think how it's going to feel when I shove my cock inside you. You'll never be the same again. You'll be ruined for your husband."

A giant wave of regret rippled through Zero-Two, but soon her thumb brushed against her swollen clit, instantly activating the nerve endings in her vagina. Her head rolled back as he began to pinch the creamy skin of her neck while manipulating her body like it was her personal toy. Her vision darkened as she mentally entered a tunnel, while all she could hear were the sirens of an emergency vehicle approaching ever more shrill as she approached. Then it became like a mighty sea breaking in tidal waves into the ravishing flesh of her most intimate female parts and sweeping the shore of her writhing torso. Swinging her hips, Zero-Two braced herself for climax as he stopped in her tracks, leaving her trapped in a pre-orgasmic limbo. She gritted her teeth, realizing that he was purposely driving her crazy, drawing magic out of her like a puppeteer, using it however he wished. She had no intention of giving him the satisfaction, but she was this close to cursing him for being violating her and making her crave her touch.

Unfortunately for her, he knew exactly what he was doing. "Do you want me to make you come or not?"

"F-f-fuck…fuck you…you fucking bastard!" Zero-Two hissed, praying to whatever God was listening that she didn't spill her courage, but unfortunately no one was taking her call. "Let me come!"

"With pleasure." Purred Arzan as he expelled the magic that was channeling into her pussy through his fingertips that kept her from climaxing.

Milk exploded from her nipples, spurting and piercing the air before splashing onto the sheets and floor. Simultaneously, juices gushed from the depths of her vagina, splashing out of her as she continued to fight the man she was cheating on her husband with. She squeezed her eyes shut, her face contorting with grief, a distorted mix of moans and obscenities coming out of her mouth through clenched teeth as waves of pleasure flooded through her, shaking her body in spasms and convulsions. Soon she was at the point where the sensations became very intense, but she was unsuccessful in her attempt to get rid of him. Instead, all of this had him lifting her by the sides until she was hovering above his mouth. Her moans erupted over the melodic singing of the speakers as the man's lips closed around her pussy entrance, which felt gaping after being stretched by his fingers. His tongue snaked inside her and she felt him begin to suck in whatever he couldn't escape from her. "Oh my fucking God!"

"Mmm..."

Zero-Two shook her head from side to side, heartbroken that she was committing adultery, but lost because the man was eating her like she was his last meal, eating her so hungrily that he made the method of his. husband look like a mere bite compared. Her tongue felt impossibly long making its way inside her, but her damn body wanted more. Without thinking, she lowered her hips to try to force her pussy down her throat. It was a purely primitive reaction. He sucked her pussy noisily, greedily, until he took everything he could from her.

"Fuck, fuck, fuuuccckkk!" Zero-Two screamed, for the first time in his life, having a consecutive orgasm. "I'm coming again!" She was now squirting fiercely into her mouth and the damn demon licked every drop, leaving her panting like a hungry dog. He then pulled her back in the middle of her leg-shaking orgasm to where her still convulsing pussy was almost brushing her erection head. He was so big she was almost standing up just to position herself for penetration. The moment she realized what was happening, he started to lower her onto her cock. "No, no, STOP!"

"Ah!" hissed Arzan as he literally tore the woman's pussy screaming as he tried to shove his mushroom head inside her. "How does it feel to have a real man inside you?"

Tears ran down Zero-Two's face, writhing in the man's claws as she tried to accommodate just the head of his cock, but she was epically failing to do so. And then he pushed her without remorse, stretching her so that shivers ran down her thighs. "Y… YOU ARE TOO BIG - mmhhh!"

"Shh..." hissed Arzan, covering Zero-Two's mouth with his hands, muffling his screams. "We are not going to alert your husband yet."

Zero-Two tried to breathe, but he had blocked all sources of oxygen, forcing her to do what she had to, which was rapidly depleting thanks to her labored, incessant breathing. She was spiraling down through the earth at terminal velocity, with only him trying to penetrate her. Saliva began to trickle from the corner of her mouth as he ran over her feeble defenses. She felt nothing like her husband, who she, as a virgin, found it easy to accommodate on her wedding night. Arzan was much thicker, and he was so hard she could feel an exact map of his cock inside her through the thick veins crisscrossing it. Inch by inch he broke her, not even a third of his length inside her and still hitting places her husband never reached.

He then retracted his hips, pulling his shaft almost completely out of her pussy. Removing his hands from her mouth, resulting in big gulps of oxygen, he turned his head as the purple hue her face had taken on slowly faded. She fought the scattering of her brain cells as she gazed into her eyes as he flashed her a brilliant smile, one that left her in a quandary as her heart began to pound wildly and frantically. Before she could react, he captured her swollen lips on his. For a man of his bestial physique, his lips were quite soft, but thick enough that her lips gripped the base of his mouth in an easy lock. And then he pulled her further down onto his cock, this time pushing half her length into her at once.

'Please... forgive me for betraying you... Gong Lin!' Zero-Two screamed inwardly, blood coursing along his arteries and nerves as electrical impulses shot through her body conquering her own heart and soul with this one timeless kiss. Her inner turmoil meant nothing to him as he began to break her pussy, pulling himself almost all the way, pausing and then thrusting back into her with powerful force each time. His next thrust effectively pushed her to her cervix and she knew damn well he wasn't even inside her yet.

Her eyes filled with tears of pain and fear, for any second her husband could walk in and see her desecrating her sacred vows with a man she had just met. She promised to stay by his side through good times and bad. That vow was cemented when she agreed to give birth to her son and finally to give birth to her daughter. Lifting her hand, she was barely able to tolerate the sight of her wedding ring, vividly remembering the night he'd proposed to her the day they'd been at the altar. Would he be able to forgive her? Would she be able to forgive herself? Why was she submissively taking more cock and doing absolutely nothing about it?

"By the way…that ring?" Arzan whispered a trail of saliva connecting her mouths as he pulled away only to make the announcement. "It's Lucy's. This is the ring her husband was planning to give his girlfriend before she left him." Arzan paused here for dramatic effect as he once again took two handfuls of her lactating breasts. "It's too bad he didn't buy you a new one. He could have at least talked about her."

The sting permeated her nipples and the flesh felt electric, but that sting had nothing against the ache in her heart. Was he telling the truth? Was she just a replacement for that woman named Lucy? How was he aware of all this? He was no longer being rude to her, oddly enough. Maybe he was allowing her to get used to her size. Maybe he was giving her time to think about everything. Maybe he was enjoying her struggle. There were a million thoughts running through her. It was then that he rocked his hips, filling every inch of his fifteen-inch shaft, his giant balls slamming against her clit as he made the final thrust.

Her eyes widened the size of dinner plates, her legs spasmed, her breasts bounced up and down as she shook violently above him, it was like he was trying to dig his way through her pussy and out of her mouth. At that point, her heart was in her stomach, and her vocal cords were somewhere in her vast soul nothingness. It was then that he turned her around while she was still impaled on his cock. Now she was looking directly at him, her body covered in a fine sheen of sweat and massage oil residue as the nerve endings in her body made her tingle for him, pushing her beyond her human and mechanical limits.

"You're mine now." Arzan declared, kissing her gently on the lips. "You understand?"

This was the perfect time to react, to do something, to save her marriage, but all she could do was look the young man in the eye. To her absolute horror, she instinctively lunged at him, but he held her where he wanted her, maintaining competitive control. It was like he was stirring a thick batch of wet cement, the provocative movement making her scale the walls, wave after wave of unbridled desire spreading from her throbbing pussy all over her body. She had never felt such a physical connection with her husband. She had tried her best to ignore their sexual chemistry before and during the massage, but now it was impossible to do so now that they were so intimately connected. "...What about Gong Lin?"

"Don't worry, I have big plans for the little man." Arzan said coldly as he placed his hands on the woman's ass. "Now give me a kiss."

He waited to see the recognition in her eyes and she could tell he wanted to see her accept it willingly and as hungrily as he, instead of continuing to force her. She lay there impaled on a penis for what felt like years, sobbing hysterically, praying for forgiveness, begging God to help her, before finally licking her lips, signaling to him that she wanted what he had inside of her. He opened for her, and a mixture of his saliva and her juices flowed into her waiting mouth.

An explosion of pungent flavors assaulted her brain and she felt her pussy contract involuntarily. She flicked it with her tongue to taste him fully before swallowing him. His tongue now felt rough, demanding, but incredibly soft as he launched himself into her mouth, languidly probing her teeth, gums and tongue. Soon her lips formed an almost perfect seal, their tongues sharing a single large mouth, moving freely together and against each other. It was then that he began to hammer into her, and the extreme stretch went from terrifyingly painful to immensely pleasurable as she obediently began to take the pounding, each thrust demolishing the pillars of her marriage. 'I broke my promise to you... I'm sorry...'

-xXx-

Gong Lin exhaled deeply as he passed the bloodied form of his former mentor. The bald old man was unconscious with a bloody nose and cum blisters covering his nether region. A normal man would be disgusted, but that was a common sight for him. He had to ask himself though: why was he jerking off outdoors like that?

Getting his daughter to sleep took a lot out of him, because she was so hyperactive. Just before he could celebrate her success, an hour later, the phone rang, and it was from the Orin Temple, asking if he was willing to join them now. He had every intention of hanging up, but decided it was enough and started cursing them for harassing him like that. The moment he mentioned that a Red Ribbon member had visited him, the line went silent and he ended up slamming the phone with indignation stamped on his face.

Entering his room, his nose caught the thick musky scent, sweet but masculine, that lingered in the air, making him scrunched up his face, reeling from the thick scent. Neither his wife nor the man representing the monks were present, and the futon his wife was working on was no longer there.

He started to panic, remembering how erotic that massage had become when he left to take care of his daughter, who was now sleeping downstairs. Rushing out the door, his highly trained ears picked up the sound of a door opening, only to find that not one but two people were coming out of the bathroom.

His beloved wife was stark naked, drops of water running down her voluptuous body, having clearly showered with the hanged man, who was equally naked and wet. The bastard was still fully erect, reminding him how insignificant he was in comparison, but what really made his heart leap was the realization that the man had an arm around his wife's waist. That, is the fact that there were obvious lipstick residues covering most of the mammoth.

Turning his attention to his wife, he noticed that she had a glow that was foreign to him. Teeth marks were clearly visible near her nipples and dark red hickeys covered the sides of her neck. Her little pussy was open, clearly swollen from recent activity. Richer, creamier than the fluids in the water ran down the sides of her legs. Every step she took toward him, limping prominently on her feet, was like being stabbed to the heart.

"I'm having a lot of fun with your wife so far, Gong Lin." Arzan said blatantly as he stopped to pat the bald dwarf on the head like the good boy he was. "Please stay outside until I finish administering this last ritual in her room."

"See you soon dear." Zero-Two said, regret lacing her tone as she spun on her heel the second her haggard husband made eye contact with her.

Coming out of the bathroom with a man was clearly a red flag. It wasn't easy to swallow her husband's expression as he gathered up the disgusting, dirty, degrading things she must have done to the Red Ribbon member in the bathroom. She couldn't exactly tell him that in addition to having her pussy eaten several times, she'd sucked Arzan and made his oral cavity stretch, and experienced shower sex for the first time in her life. Unfortunately, she was thinking not with her head but with her tamed pussy, so she silently followed the man who was ruining her to the father of her child.

Gong Lin heard the door close, but she couldn't see or think straight. Her eyes witnessed it, her mind reviewed the footage as well as clear evidence of the bastard groping his wife's left buttock as they passed him, but her heart refused to accept the possibility that the love of her life was cheating on him. He was in her nadir of life as he lay motionless with absolute dread in his eyes, his entire body spasming. Maybe he was thinking about it too much. Perhaps everything he had seen was just the fruit of his degenerate imagination.

Finally mustering his courage, he pushed his legs forward and stood outside the room. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he lifted a trembling hand to turn the doorknob. Suddenly, clapping noises began to leak from below and through the door, growing more and more voracious. Try as he might, he couldn't open the door because it was locked. He was officially having tantrums now with the influx of jealousy, hatred and fear that overwhelmed him. And then an earth-shattering roar shook its very foundations.

"I'M CUMMMMINGGGGG!"

Tears streamed down his face as he smashed the door with his fist. Pieces of wood flew in every direction as he entered his worst nightmare of his wife having sex with another man in their matrimonial bed. The man was leaning back, feet tucked under his knees and between his legs. His arms were looped around her head, her feet raised. The Full-Nelson was the first grabbing move he learned while becoming a martial artist, and it was exactly in this position that his wife was getting fucked with the shit out of her by another man.

From this angle, he could see the bulging outline of her massive shaft as he utterly destroyed his poor wife's battered pussy. Small drops of saliva shot from his mouth with each thunderous thrust, each scream shattering his spirit. Goosebumps were visibly running over his skin and her huge breasts had never looked so painfully red as when they swayed up and down. There were definitely bruises on her clit as it was battered by her testicles bobbing every time she landed on it. Those long, beautiful strands of golden silk that he often called angelic were now hanging in disarray, several glittering strands tangled in her flushed skin.

Zero-Two looked like she was dying with that "I'm being stupidly fucked" look on her face.

Memories of them exchanging marriage vows came to him in a flashback, reminding him that she'd promised to be faithful to him, but here she was standing firm on that promise. It was like when his ex-girlfriend had promised never to leave him, only for her to run away with that caravan of desert men, with their dark chocolate skins and big, shiny muscles. History certainly has a way of repeating itself.

Her eyes met his and for the life of him, he yearned for her to get out of this because she was too heartbroken to give an inch. Instead of granting her the chance to realize the error of her ways, that silver monster began to fuck her so hard that he was forced to look away out of sheer humiliation. Suddenly, the bed frame, which was made of solid wood and never gave him any problems, collapsed starting with the right and left leg, resulting in the bed tilting at an awkward angle.

It was at this time that the man dumped his wife, mistreating her until she was on her knees, her half-closed eyes fluttering, her face flushed, her large breasts swaying beneath her. That giant wasted no time destroying her from behind, one hand gripping her hair as if he were controlling a racing horse.

"Ah, Gong Lin." growled Arzan as he slashed at the man's wife with his free hand, reveling in her screams as he refused to let her recover from that orgasm. "You sure are a lucky man. Your wife is fucking tight!"

"Ss-sah-saw, Goonliln!" He yelled Zero-Two incoherently, only to have her lover thrust harder and harder into her, his giant balls slamming against her poor clit. "Oh fuck! FUCCCKKK!"

"Who's bigger, Zero-Two?" sneered Arzan as he pulled almost entirely out of his cock before slamming every inch of him back, and with such force that her cervix gave way and Zero-Two spat out drops of saliva. "Tell me!"

"YOU!" He yelled at Zero-Two hysterically, head lolling from side to side, sweat streaming down his forehead mingling with the tears that trickled down from the weight of yet another titanic orgasm. "YOU ARE MUCH BIGGER THAN MY HUSBAND!"

Every ounce of courage the martial artist had summoned now vanished without a trace as he dropped to his knees, trembling as if at the mercy of an unsuspecting earthquake. He had a broken expression on the outside from witnessing adultery from a front row seat, but hearing his wife admit it so openly destroyed him inside.

It was all his fault.

He should never have allowed this man to set foot in his house. That single mistake cost him his marriage. His love of life, the mother of his child, the woman he'd practically condemned the entire world when he refused to destroy that damned test tube, was now being fucked into submission by another man. He was now also accepting another serious understanding.

He was at the most difficult time of his life.

Being a student of Master Roshi has advantages, as well as some disturbing disadvantages, one of which can corrupt the purest of souls. Samuel Glender was the only exception to this rule. He, Gong Lin, on the other hand, instantly spiraled down a dark and depraved path while studying under the perverted old master's tutelage. Looking at women, looking at porn, masturbating daily, spying on innocent women, he did it all and more. When Lucy ran off with those brawny guys, he had regular wet dreams about what she was doing to them. What he was witnessing now was a round of sex so rough by nature that he was coerced by his perverted side into slipping his hand inside his pants.

"Just look." He hissed Arzan with so much venom that he could have caused secondhand venom. Pulling his hand out of the woman's hair, he wrapped it around her throat, tightly. "Your husband is jerking off like a good boy. I told you he would make a great cuckold."

Ripples ran through her big, fat booty, but not as fiercely as the movement of her huge breasts, which swayed so hard that milk began to spurt from her nipples, soaking her matrimonial bed. Zero-Two began to climb the banal ceiling with lifeless eyes, continuing to express absolutely nothing of value as his words were coming out in incoherent distortions. He was annihilating her pussy, and there was so much pressure on her clit she could feel it grow to the size of an apricot. Everything she could do to hang on to the sheets to save her life, her wedding band glinting in the bedroom light. Doggie style was not one of her favorable positions, but her husband had made love to her in that position on several occasions over the past three years. However, with the man she was cheating on him with, even though he was pushing with zero intensity.

Finally, when Zero-Two came back to consciousness, she saw her husband moving his hand frantically in his pants, confirming that he was indeed jerking off so she could fuck the shit out of her. It shouldn't have turned her on, but it did, he was finally realizing he wasn't man enough to handle her. She knew he hadn't dropped his pants because he was too embarrassed by the size difference between him and the man she was having an affair with. The pressure on her neck soon disappeared as Arzan removed his hand and pulled her hair back, each thrust making her face contort in delirious pleasure. "I... I'm gonna come again!"

"So do it!" She yelled Arzan as she moved her free hand and stuck a finger in her ass. "Show that little boy what he lost!"

Everything revolved slowly around her as she was probed anally for the first time by a foreign entity, that also by a man to whom she was not married, this also in front of the father of her child, her dear husband. The dark insides churned, trying desperately to drive the intruder out, only for him to keep stabbing until his poor walls collapsed. So overwhelming was the sensation that her knees gave out, making her slump as her face hit the sheets, hands flew in front of her, but her ass remained high in the air.

It was then that he abruptly changed the pace and pulled his finger out of her open ass and stopped pushing even though she was still hallucinating about sodomy. Her hand slowly reached around her until he was rubbing her clit, followed by him sliding his free hand under her to massage her aching breasts. Her eyes fluttered as he finally dropped his weight onto her, momentarily returning her to the realm of the living as he began planting kisses on the creamy skin of her neck.

Initially, she fainted from the ardent attention he was paying her. She realized then that this would not be flirting. Nothing lasts forever, however, she learned he was hard when he pulled away, filled her ass with one finger and went back to punching her pussy. She couldn't feel her legs anymore. Not the monstrous cock piercing in and out of her. Not even two fingers now looking for her most private cavity. She couldn't even see her husband's figure masturbating as millions of light particles invaded her field of vision. A titanic wave of juices suddenly exploded through the metaphorical dam in her female passage. Tears ran freely down her face as she climaxed with such intensity that it overwhelmed her more than when she was giving birth to her daughter. "I'M CUMMMINGGGGG!"

"That's a good girl!" Arzan chorused through clenched teeth as the fluids spilling around his cock immediately triggered his own orgasm. "I'm cumming inside your wife, GONG LIN!!"

Visions of an unexpected pregnancy and an enraged, jealous husband flashed before her eyes as she felt the muscular pulses of her orgasm coursing the length of his shaft. She was fully conscious and aware of the first spurt of sperm, which was monumental in itself as it spattered so hard against the door of her cervix that she almost collapsed. The next charge was so immense that it triggered a tiny miniature orgasm inside her. The moment the third came, a full orgasm of her followed, and she began to drift in and out of consciousness, seeing comets hovering around her, her married pussy throbbing with luxurious pulses as she gushed with all her strength. A goofy smile curved her lips as her tongue flicked out of her mouth, officially having been raised by the man she was cheating on her husband with.

The short, bald man looked lifeless as his wife convulsed like a trauma victim, squirting like a filthy whore with a wealthy client, before finally going limp. It was the first time he had seen her exhausted. Behind her, a bastard exhaling deeply began to pull out of her. His broken heart was pounding when he saw that giant shaft glistening with juices that no doubt consisted of his wife's continual orgasms, he honestly lost count in the eleventh.

"You are a lucky man." Arzan said as he manhandled the short man's wife until he had her bent over his crotch. "Let's have a chat while your wife sucks me."

For the first time in her life, even with her limitless energy that had helped her fight for days on end, Zero-Two knew she wouldn't be able to handle another round of sex, this one nearly consuming her completely. She heard the sarcastic comment loud and clear, but unfortunately her dominant "male brother" had fucked up with the devotion she had for her husband. Now she was obediently inhaling the musky scent of her adulterous mating session. Extending her tongue, she twirled it around his shaft as her unpleasant tastes sent a chemical chain reaction from her palette straight to the pleasure center of her brain. It was a delicious cocktail of pussy juice, sweat, male ejaculation and disgusting sin, filthy and depraved.

"That's a good girl." muttered Arzan, bringing a hand around the woman and cupping her ass. "Want me to play with your ass a little?"

A dark blush streaked across her face like a shooting star as Zero-Two held the giant stick in her hands. She was a completely virgin virgin until the man with whom she was cheating on her husband performed an impromptu search for cavities on her. It was absolutely filthy and oh so embarrassing, not that she would openly admit it. "I never…urggggghhh…" Zero-Two stopped saying as he secretly stuck a finger in her ass. "Damn…"

"I want you pretty and stretched for when I claim that ass." Arzan chuckled when the woman gasped, and so did her husband, at whom he was now looking mischievously. "That's right, little man; I'm taking your wife's anal virginity. Now that said, let's discuss your future."

Zero-Two was horrified at the prospect of having her ass ripped open by the man's huge cock, but he wouldn't take no for an answer, so the most logical solution was for her to offer it to him willingly. The finger gently worked her into such a frenzy that she began to make indecipherable sounds and froth into her pussy. Exhaling deeply, not believing how good he made her feel, she lowered her head and began sucking each of his giant balls into her mouth and then stroking them further with her tongue. Every time she let them out, it was with a sloppy wet plop.

Very slowly, very sensually, she took a long, continuous lick over his balls to the base of his cock and then slowly up the shaft to his head, dripping saliva the entire time to make sure he stayed wet. All through that lick, the prejuice flowed from him in a continuous trickle of syrup.

Unable to stuff even the mushroom head into her tiny mouth, not being able to do it in the bathroom either, she held his shaft against her cheek as she pressed her face into his pubic hair and licked around the base of his shaft where his combined juices had collected in a foamy ring. Once again, she inhaled deeply, taking in the potent scent of how hard he was fucking her as she lost her mind when his pushing finger was forcing her bottom to collapse in on itself.

Gong Lin watched every second of it with despair, defeat, but he still hadn't let go of his tiny cock. Never had his wife paid so much attention to him. From time to time she gave him a blowjob and was always indifferent. Was that enthusiasm a result of this man taming her as a bitch?

As a former student of the perverted hermit, it is clear that he dreamed of one day having anal sex with a woman. In fact, he was eager to muster the courage to ask his wife if she would give him the chance to fuck her ass. But this man had just slipped his fingers into her ass without question and was announcing impending sodomy and his wife wasn't even offering a word of protest. He never had a chance.

"What… what future?" Gong Lin asked.

Arzan smiled quickly at the lugubrious man as he thrust about half of his cock into his wife's oral cavity the second she was able to accommodate his cock head. Weaving his fingers into her hair, he held her head and began to fuck her face, making her gasp so hard her eyes watered and tears rolled down her cheeks. He continued to dig deeper, choking her to the point of fainting as he looked her husband grim in the eyes. "You're going to get your belongings out of this room. It belongs to your wife and me now. Oh, and ask me for a new bed while you're at it."

The color drained from Gong Lin's face.

His life, his wife and his marriage were in the hands of another now.

-xXx-

"Please Arzan!"

"No, you old fossil." mocked Arzen as he snuggled with his unconscious lover. "You already have a free program. Get out of it."

"Please!" He begged Master Roshi with even more vigor as he knelt humiliatingly, prostrating himself before the dominant man. "You let me watch it last time!"

"That's just because I was fucking her so hard that she fired a blast of energy that destroyed our bedroom door." Arzan said in a monotone voice. "Letting you listen to me have sex with her is more than enough for rent. If that doesn't work for you then I'm moving with her and Lucy to one of the small islands in the archipelago."

This effectively left the old pervert speechless. "...But what about Gong Lin?"

"What about him?" Arzan fired back, now massaging his mother's blistered ass through his yoga pants. "Obviously, I'm going to allow him to watch me fuck his wife. After all, he's the meek cuckold."

Master Roshi sniffled, rubbing his eyes as he muttered about the injustice of the world. Ever since Silver God moved into his house, he's been fucking his student's wife non-stop, granting a hopeless pervert like him the opportunity to masturbate as much as he wants each day, as much as his aging, hard, and tiny could handle. It was then that he tuned in to the sigh of the Silver God. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"Damn old pervert." Arzan commented with a huff as he took off his lover's pants, resulting in her plump ass jutting out in a hypnotic heel. "Bring me that anal lube."

"Right now!" he exclaimed the perverted retired martial artist with the bloody nose, teleporting to and from the living room table faster than instant transmission. "Here you are, Master Thrheabhin!"

Arzan shook his head in glee. "Squeeze a little in my hand."

The old pervert obeyed and began to salivate when the young man stuck his student's wife's ass with two fully lubricated fingers. Soft, wet noises filled the room as the woman's rectal cavity was scrutinized and filled with gelatinous lubricant. He saw another hand gesture, and after squeezing the lube further into the man's hand, he witnessed it applying it directly to that huge cock he'd come to hail like the rod of God.

Lifting his mate by the fertile hips, Arzan began to violate her anus with the head of his erection. Slowly at first, but then firmly digging in her dirtiest hole. Inch by inch, he crossed as the sound of heavy breathing echoed in his eardrums along with perverted comments detailing the speed and general appearance of the penetration. It was kind of weird that the legendary Pervert Master Roshi became his biggest fan.

"Ah, Gong Lin." Arzan said, spotting the copper ball entering his house. "Have a good day at the temple?"

"Y-yes, Master Thrheabhin." The monk replied as he knelt, witnessing his wife's ass open and devour the man she was cheating on him with.

It's been a week since he became a cuckold and life has honestly been good for him. His master ordered him to return to the Temple of Orin a few days ago, so now he was once again on the path to enlightenment. He was enjoying life as a monk, but as an honorary monk, in which he was not forced to stay in the temple as he had been years ago. Over the course of this week, he'd lost any and all desire to have sex because all his needs were being met by watching his wife get fucked by his master.

After meeting with his master, his wife was forbidden to wear clothes because Master Thrheabhin preferred that she be available to him at all times, as he continually tested the limit of her "unlimited endurance". To his shock and dismay, the result of all the test cases so far ended up with his wife succumbing to the attack. Today was the first time she was wearing legwear, but only because Arzan was enjoying the yoga pants trend out there these days.

"Urgghh…" he whimpered Zero-Two, waking up as her lover was hitting rock bottom inside her. "Do you always have to wake me up like this?"

"Does not work?" He nudged Arzan saucily, earning a scowl from her, which he invalidated by delivering a powerful lunge, so powerful it stopped his movement abruptly, so powerful it reduced her to a whimpering mess. "Whose ass is this?!"

Lifting his legs, Arzan began to fuck Zero-Two's shit. The sofa was now creaking beneath them, sounding to join the musical melody of their grunts and moans. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers tugging at his hair, her breasts rubbing against him in a frenzy.

"O-oh fuck! It's yours!" He yelled Zero-Two as she responded by pounding up and down, milking his giant shaft with her battered buttock. Years of sexual frustration were now simmering and it was as if her very soul was being ripped from her body. Her poor clit hers throbbed in pain as it got caught in her pubic hair every time he threw her against his cock. Her hair flew wildly, swaying back and forth as if she were waving a white flag in surrender, but he wanted none of that. "My husband...he could never have dealt with that...not with his tiny cock. That's...urgggggh...that's why I gave you my anal virginity!"

Even though his wife was humiliating him in front of her lover, he couldn't help but pound with furious intent, stroking that little weiner as hard as he could. Five days ago, Zero-Two offered his anal cherry to his lover, but that was to be expected, as all signs of potential sodomy were obvious. The suffering she went through while stuffing all that meat in her ass definitely crossed the birth barrier, at least that's what he realized on the show.

Meanwhile, her lover gradually eased her unrestrained thrusts, allowing her to think clearly again. Before she could stop herself, she pushed her face into his armpit and licked at his sweat, tasting his natural male musk. With her husband, she never felt inclined to explore her fetishes or anything sexual, but it was an entirely different story when it came to the man she was cheating on him with. With him, she was greedily indulging in inhaling his scent, free of deodorant that would have voided her manhood.

He was salty and earthy, with that manly male essence that drove her crazy. She licked his armpit, sucking the light sweat from the lock of hair there. Her vagina pulsed as the sexually charged taste of her sweat filled her senses. It was then that he went back to exterminating her darkest hole. She slumped forward, her chin hitting the top of the sofa, her fingers tugging at her hair.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come!" Zero-Two warned as he panted like an exhausted dog, ripples running down his beautiful bubble ass like an approaching tsunami, his mind giving up all functions superior to his base instincts. Her body was burning with sexual pleasure, propelling her into a realm where only she and her future baby daddy existed.

It was during that same second that he grabbed her swaying breasts, sucking and sipping hungrier than his daughter had ever shown during feeding time. She started to gasp as a wave of sexual release started somewhere around her clit and exploded through her entire body, reaching her head and toes. Her heart pounded so hard in her chest she thought she was on the verge of a heart attack. She was in absolute heaven, orgasmic pleasure lighting her entire body in a carnal inferno of ecstasy.

Because she was fucking her ass, her juices were freely splashing into her crotch and ricocheting in all directions. She was pretty sure a ball had landed in her husband's face too. Her toes curled and her nails dug into her back as she chewed on her breasts so hard she had to stop throwing herself off him and retreating into a fetal position. For a moment, her voice left her, and she struggled to make any sound as she rode her peak, her happiness without limits. "I love you so much, Arzan!"

"I love you too, Lazuli!" roared Arzan as he plucked his mouth from Zero-Two's nipple, still spraying the woman's anus, as he massaged her wobbly buttocks and cast a furtive glance over his shoulder to show the poor monk who was beating his tiny flesh , the thick, creamy breast milk running down the chin.

"The Silver Supreme God...he's destroying your wife, boy."

Gong Lin responded to his teacher's comment by masturbating with a stupid nod. Fortunately, her daughter was snoring and not caring about the world above. Her Master could apparently create bodily copies of himself, referring to them as "unwilling slaves", which were identical to the multiplication technique he'd seen in the past during martial arts tournaments. This clone was currently taking care of Lucy. For now, no extra measures were needed for them to take, as Master Trheabhin was also proficient in a bizarre lost art form, which allowed him to acoustically isolate certain areas of the house, allowing him to copulate with his wife and not be afraid to alert your daughter.

The mother of his child was lost to him forever. When those two shared their respective declarations of love for the first time a few days ago, he could clearly see that they were genuinely in love with each other. It was further cemented when she offered her anal virginity to another man. The nail in the coffin was when his wife revealed her real name to her lover, a name she didn't reveal to him, even though they've been married for more than three years. He gritted his teeth as pain hit his balls nearly depleted as the bastard started kissing her. His wife's heart, mind, body, and soul belonged to her master now.