With a dastardly smile, Princess Tieshan passed one hand through her cascading hair, then lowered her lips to Xinzi’s crotch, kissing the hardened shaft through the pants. It rose in response, bobbing up and down as if trying to pierce through the fabric and ram into Tieshan’s mouth.
”And here I was wondering if our friend would like me. I guess I was worrying for nothing,” Princess Tieshan said, biting on her index as her eyes trailed Xinzi’s bulge.
”Go ahead, you’re just scratching the surface. In a moment you’ll see how much it enjoys your touch and how badly it wants to cream your holes,” Xinzi said, causing a slight tremor to run through Tieshan’s thighs. The Cow Demoness didn’t expect Xinzi’s words to go from seductive to lecherous in the same bloody sentence. Yet, she had to admit that, in the moment, Xinzi’s words felt oddly appropriate, making her mind speculate on what was to come.
Letting her body do the talking, Princess Tieshan reached for Xinzi’s belt, untying it with slow, teasing pulls as her arms purposely rested and rubbed on Xinzi’s shaft. After some fiddling, the belt fell to the side, and by the time that Tieshan had lowered our monk’s pants, his cock had sprung free, smacking her in the cheeks.
At first, surprise flashed through Tieshan’s eyes. Then, almost as if she’d expected this, the princess rubbed her cheek on Xinzi’s warm meat, going up and down as if it were a lover’s tender hand, not a corrupt meat-stick, that she had on her body.
Xinzi stretched his hand out, lifting up Tieshan’s chin. Her eyes rose to the goat mask, peering into the dark-brown pupils that she could barely see. In her mind, Xinzi’s face appeared beside the goat mask, and she stuck her tongue out, licking his finger while her hand grabbed his shaft.
Our monk pulled his hand back. Giving Tieshan free reign to do with his cock as he pleased. She didn’t waste more time on games, directly flicking her tongue over Xinzi’s shaft, pressing and licking up and down while her hands wrapped around the base, pumping the bulging meat with firm strokes.
At first, Tieshan maintained a slow and steady pace. Then, her moves grew more hurried. Her saliva basted all corners of Xinzi’s cock, but as the shaft tensed in her hands, Tieshan’s grip tightened on the base, preventing Xinzi’s milk from rising to the tip. Here, the demoness pulled down her dress, letting her voluminous breasts spring free and smack into Xinzi’s shaft. As if relishing the taste of Xinzi’s cock, Tieshan flicked her tongue over her lips, then with one jerking move, trapped our monk’s cock between the largest mountain peaks it ever had the chance to enjoy.
”Ohh…” Xinzi bit his lips, stifling a long groan.
Supple, pliable, cushy, and as warm as hot springs, Tieshan’s tits were like a ladder to blissful heaven. Her demonic saliva spread on her chest, perfecting the friction. Confident in her assets, the Cow Demoness smiled at Xinzi, kissing the tip of his cock before pressing and gyrating her tits all over Xinzi’s large slab of meat.
”Your Eminence, your servant can’t tell if she’s doing well. Do you enjoy the service?” Tieshan got into character, her sultry, honeyed voice teasing Xinzi just as much as the watermelons compressing his meat.
”Aaah…ooh, yes. Girl, on a scale of one to ten, eleven isn’t enough to grade your tits,” for once not prepared for this level of friction, Xinzi relaxed between Tieshan’s tits, letting his mouth speak honest words. The Cow Demoness’ cheeks flushed at the words. Still, she didn’t break character, stuck her tongue out for a lewd, teasing look, then pressed on the head of Xinzi’s shaft, swallowing his cock, and going all the way down in one move.
”Ohhh!” Xinzi didn’t have the time to adjust to Tieshan’s warm and moist throat that the demoness dragged tongue and throat up our monk’s meat, bobbing on the tip while kneading her breasts over Xinzi’s reddening slab of meat.
The two’s body temperature rose abnormally, with Tieshan’s panties drenched by her dripping love juice. Xinzi’s cock tensed again, but in an odd twist of turn, the demoness paused, still keeping Xinzi’s cock between her breasts, but letting her hands rest on his thighs—no longer applying any pressure to his meat.
As if freed from oppressive compression, Tieshan’s tits ballooned, her erect nipples protruded upward, with warm milk leaking out and spilling all over Xinzi’s cock. With a wolfish grin, Tieshan rose from the ground, lifting her voluminous breasts, and pressing them towards Xinzi’s lips. The milk never stopped pouring out, dripping on our monk’s lips, chest, cock and thighs as Tieshan spread her legs above his cock—her drenched panties only standing an inch away from the meat.
”Your Eminence, your servant’s tits are leaking. Your servant is scared! Please milk your servant’s tits…of all the fluid they have to offer,” facing Xinzi with doe eyes, Tieshan said.
Here, the Bull Demon Prince’s psyche collapsed, and he rammed his head into the ground, banging as hard as he could to knock himself out. Alas, the dark-purple box kept him awake, forcing him to watch and appreciate the performance that Tieshan offered Xinzi.
”Oh child, don’t be scared. My Humble Self will do his best to free your chest of…all this demonic nectar,” Xinzi took on this holy mission. And while resisting the urge to lick his lips, our monk sank his large hands into Tieshan’s voluminous breasts, kneading them together as his lips parted to suck her nipples into his mouth.
The sweet milk dripped down Xinzi’s throat, causing a warm energy flow to spread throughout his body.
”Anh…Your Eminence, Your Servant is feeling weak at the knees. Your Servant can’t stay on her feet. Please, can your servant…take a break on your cock?”