Milfs: Dual Cultivation

"For more information, you can only ask Lady Xing about it," one of the women said with a smile on her face.

Curious about this mysterious Lady Xing's business, Madam Qin decided to approach this matter with interest.

Getting the necessary information she decided to leave.

She even went outside the sect and got a beautiful flower vase as a gift to Lady Xing.

In the late afternoon,

Lady Xing and Madam Qin were seated front to front, face to face in the glamorous room of Lady Xing.

"Ahem* Ahem* Lady Xing... I have heard many praises about you, but it seems they were inferior compared to the person in front of me... You look more beautiful than mere words of others,"

Madam Qin's flattering words made Lady Xing smile warmly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oh, Madam Qin, you are too kind, you are beautiful too," she replied graciously.

As they sipped tea and exchanged pleasantries, Madam Qin couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for the mysterious yet elegant Lady Xing who seemed good with words.

The room exuded an air of sophistication and charm, reflecting the aura of its owner.

"I have heard Madam Qin and her DAO partner are the embryo of love birds... I wonder what business Madam Qin has," Lady Xing being the sharp mind already knew the reason why she had come here.

Aside from booking the night with Xian Tian, Lady Xing generally doesn't have much say.

...

As the conversation continued and they talked about a few womanly stuff,  Madam Qin felt a mix of nervousness and excitement as she prepared to reveal her true intention for visiting Lady Xing.

With a slight blush on her cheeks, she took a deep breath and said, "Lady Xing, I must confess that my true purpose in seeking your company today is to inquire about booking a night with Xian Tian... I heard he is a gift,"

Lady Xing's eyes sparkled with understanding as she gracefully responded, "Ah, I see. You have come to the right place then, my dear Madam Qin. Let me assist you in making the necessary arrangements for your evening with Xian Tian... But the price is over the sky, I wonder if Madam Qin can pay for it,"

"Oh! Lady Xing treats me as poor... The price isn't a problem for me, just name it..." Madam Qin responded to Lady Xing's comment.

"I see... It's 1600 spirit stones to book a night, however, if you want to skip the queue, it will be 6000 spirit stones and tomorrow will be your turn," Lady Xing said with mischief.

"why not today?" Madam Qin questioned.

"oh! Sorry, but today it's Xiao Feng and I have already told her to prepare tonight," Lady Xing answered hurriedly.

( Jin's mother )

Madam Qin nodded, her eyes shining with determination. "Very well, I'll take the 6000 spirit stones then. I can't wait for my evening with Xian Tian. I trust that the experience will be worth every single spirit stone, because... The price is very huge,"

Lady Xing smiled, pleased by Madam Qin's eagerness. "Excellent choice, I'll make the arrangements right away. In the meantime, I must applaud your taste. Xian Tian is quite the catch. You'll find that the night with him will live up to your expectations, and perhaps even surpass them,"

Madam Qin couldn't help but blush at Lady Xing's words. "Thank you for your confidence in my choice. I have no doubt that you would only steer me wrongly..."

As the two women continued their conversation, the atmosphere in the room remained cordial and sophisticated. Madam Qin was grateful for the opportunity to spend time with Lady Xing, whose charm and grace were unparalleled.

After arranging the payment and booking the date, Lady Xing gracefully gifted Madam Qin a small token of appreciation. "Please accept this as a small token of my gratitude for choosing my services. It's a lucky charm that will bring you good fortune and satisfaction on your night with Xian Tian,"

Touched by the gesture, Madam Qin thanked Lady Xing and took her leave after gifting the flower vase.

As she departed, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation.

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At night,

It was Xian Tian and Jin's mother Xiao Feng.

While Jin was thinking of a way to suck Xian Tian's power, his mother came here to suck Xian Tian's Yang Rod.

At the moment, inside the room, Xian Tian and Xiao Feng were face to face.

As He laid eyes on Xiao Feng, his breath caught in his throat.

Her voluptuous figure commanded his full attention, curves in all the right places. Those thicc thighs, barely contained by her tight shorts, begged to be caressed.

She was donned in sexy dress begging to be fucked.

Her generous bust strained against the thin fabric of her top, the lush mounds threatening to spill out at any moment.

Xiao Feng's plump, heart-shaped ass swayed hypnotically with each step, drawing his gaze like a moth to a flame.

He ached to sink his fingers into that sumptuous flesh, to knead and squeeze until she cried out in pleasure.

Those juicy boobs.. Umm! Hmm! Hmm! He wanted to suck em.

Her long, shapely legs seemed to stretch on forever, smooth and toned, promising endless delights only to reach her lotus gentle feet.

As she raised her head to face him, he was struck by the sheer allure of her face - sultry eyes, full lips painted a tantalizing shade of red. There was a wicked glint in her gaze, a promise of untold sin and debauchery.

He found himself captivated, unable to look away from her sensual beauty.

Totally breedable.

Xiao Feng exuded an aura of raw, unbridled sexuality that made his body throb with want.

Every inch of her seemed designed to drive a man wild with lust.

He imagined running his hands over her luscious curves, eliciting shudders of pleasure from her perfect form.

The mere thought of burying his face between her thighs had his pulse racing.

Yet there was an undeniable elegance to Xiao Feng's voluptuousness, a refined sensuality that made her all the more alluring. She carried herself with a confident, almost regal bearing that only heightened her sex appeal.

He yearned to worship every inch of her, to lose himself in the intoxicating pleasures of her body.

The mere thought of tasting her sweet, honeyed flesh had his mouth watering with anticipation.

Tak! Tak!

As Xiao Feng drew closer, the subtle scent of her perfume wafted to his nostrils, igniting a fire within him.

He now imagined burying his face in the soft valley between her breasts, inhaling deeply of her alluring aroma, her hypnotizing feminine scent.

His fingers ached to trace the tantalizing curves of her hips, to feel the supple give of her sumptuous flesh.

When she fixed at him with that smoldering gaze, he was utterly captivated, a deep sense of 'I need to fuck this woman' came to his heart.

There was a wicked promise in those dark eyes, a silent invitation to indulge in the most decadent of sins.

He wanted nothing more than to pull her close, to crush his lips to hers in a bruising kiss that would leave them both breathless and aching for more.

He wanted to rub his cock into her skin.

Xiao Feng's every movement was sheer temptation incarnate - the subtle sway of her hips, the tantalizing glimpse of her toned midriff, the effortless grace with which she carried herself.

He took some deep breaths.

It was all he could do to resist the urge to reach out and trace the tantalizing curves of her body with reverent hands.

He yearned to feel the weight of her generous breasts in his palms, to tease and caress the sensitive peaks until she was writhing in ecstasy.

The thought of burying himself within her velvet heat, of being enveloped by her silken depths, had him positively aching with need.

Xiao Feng was sin personified, a goddess of carnal delights and he wanted to worship at the altar of her body, to lose myself in the primal pleasures she promised.

He wanted to explore the depth is her pussy.

Every fiber of his being ached to feel the supple warmth of her flesh against his own, to explore the lush curves that drove him to the brink of madness.

A glance was all it took to get him horny.

As she drew ever closer, he could practically feel the heat radiating from her voluptuous form.

He now imagined pressing his lips to the delicate column of her neck, trailing featherlight kisses down to the enticing swell of her breasts.

The thought of capturing those plump, inviting lips in a searing kiss had him positively reeling with desire.

When she stood before him, so close, he could smell the alluring floral notes of her perfume, getting more toxic than before, he had to fight the urge to reach out and trace the tempting outline of her body.

He longed to run his hands over every lush inch of her, to commit the exquisite details of her figure to memory.

Toe to head, head to toe.

The way her short-lower wear hugged the generous curve of her hips, the enticing glimpse of her toned midriff - it was enough to drive a man to the brink of madness not just Xian Tian.

He couldn't tear his gaze away from the sinful swell of her breasts, straining against the thin fabric of her top, they were simply too hypnotizing.

He ached to free them from their confines, to lavish them with the worship they deserved.

Xiao Feng's full, pouty lips parted in a coy smile, and he was utterly spellbound. The wicked promise in her gaze had his heart racing, his body throbbing with primal need.

He wanted nothing more than to claim those luscious lips, to drink in her moans of ectascy.

This is it... This woman is what he wants to breed.

He couldn't be thankful for Lady Xing... This is the best gift.

The sun from the east sets to west,

The poet is horny he needs some rest.