Milfs: Dual Cultivation

Meanwhile,

Lady Xing and Two mature women were going towards the Xian Tian's room... It's clear these two women were customers who had purchased the night with Xian Tian.

Both were mature women with slutty curvy bodies, big dual melons, willow-like waists, tall slender legs, and beautiful skin.

One looked young at the mortal age of 25 to 26 while another one looked at the mortal age of 30.

The luminous young damsel before Lady Xing was a veritable feast for the senses, her ethereal beauty transcending the earthly realm.

Her porcelain skin, untouched by the cruel grasp of the sun, gleamed with a soft, alluring radiance as if imbued with the very essence of the moon's gentle caress.

Delicate features, sculpted with the precision of the most skilled artisan, held an almost preternatural charm - lips like twin rosebuds, full and sensuous, begging to be claimed by a passionate lover's kiss; high, sculpted cheekbones that cast dramatic shadows upon her visage, accentuating the smoldering intensity of her gaze.

And her eyes, that damn juicy eyes - they were windows into the very depths of her soul, pools of molten amber that sparkled with a wanton, insatiable hunger.

They drew the observer in, promising untold delights and pleasures, while daring them to venture further into their captivating depths.

Framed by thick, sweeping lashes, they emanated an aura of sultry, feline grace that was utterly mesmerizing.

The lush, raven tresses that cascaded down her back in a silken waterfall only served to heighten the allure of this enchanting siren.

Each ebony strand seemed to beckon, whispering of the ecstasies that awaited any who dared to tangle their fingers within its luxurious embrace.

One could almost imagine the sensual caress of those tresses against bare skin, igniting a fire of desire that threatened to consume the soul.

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And her form, such a curvy body - it was the embodiment of feminine perfection, a veritable masterpiece sculpted by the most skilled of artisans.

Curves that seemed to defy the laws of nature, swelling and tapering in all the right places, beckoning the touch of a passionate lover... Big Big natural front mountains, busty looking back hills, and in middle was her thin willow-like waist, slender and lithe.

Her waist flowed seamlessly into her flared hips, creating a silhouette that was at once graceful and utterly alluring.

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The satin dress that clung to her every tantalizing contour seemed to dance across her skin, teasing and taunting, hinting at the delights that lay hidden beneath its gossamer embrace.

This woman had come here for sex and sex alone.

With each subtle shift of her body, the fabric would caress her form, accentuating the gentle swell of her bosom, the enticing flare of her hips, and the toned splendor of her long, shapely legs.

It was as if the dress itself was alive, driven by an unquenchable lust to explore and expose the very essence of its wearer's raw, unbridled sensuality.

And the scent that emanated from this divine creature - it was an intoxicating blend of exotic florals and spices, a heady perfume that threatened to intoxicate and ensnare all who dared to breathe it in.

It was the scent of pure, unadulterated temptation, a siren's call that beckoned the observer to lose themselves in its alluring embrace.

And following her was not her sister-wife but her mother, who was walking together with Lady Xing.

That's right!!! Her mother.

Both mother and daughter had an itchy pussy.

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Trailing behind the young siren beauty was a woman of undeniable maturity and allure - the busty milfy mother herself. Where the daughter's beauty was ethereal and otherworldly, the mother's radiance was richly earthly, a womanly splendor that spoke of carnal delights and unbridled sensuality.

Her figure was voluptuous and curvaceous, a veritable masterpiece of feminine form. Ample bosom, high and firm, threatened to spill forth from the confines of her low-cut gown, promising untold pleasures to any who dared to sample its forbidden fruits.

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Where one would wanna shove their face and rub it.

Her waist was slim and tapered, accentuating the generous swell of her hips and the luscious roundness of her derrière.

Long, shapely legs, toned and tanned, carried her with a feline grace that was utterly captivating.

Each step seemed to ooze a sensual confidence, a primal allure that dared any who witnessed it to try and tame this untamed beauty.

The mother's face was the very portrait of mature, sultry elegance. High cheekbones, dusted with the faintest hint of rouge, framed lips painted a deep, luscious crimson - lips that seemed to pout and invite with every subtle shift of her expression.

Her eyes, though not as youthfully vibrant as her daughter's, smoldered with a worldly wisdom and carnal hunger that was positively entrancing, a coffee like. ( light brown )

Cascading down her back in a rich, ebony waterfall were tresses that shone with a healthy gleam, begging to be tangled within by eager, grasping hands. One could almost envision the sensual tickle of those silken strands against bare skin, eliciting shivers of pure, primal desire.

And the scent that emanated from this sultry matron - it was a heady blend of exotic spices and ripe, sensual florals, a fragrance that hinted at the depths of carnal pleasure that lay within... Like a calm ocean that hides depth within.

Not to mention, the mother's satin gown clung to her voluptuous form like a second skin, accentuating every lush curve and swelling contour. With each step, the fabric wiggle and biunce across her flesh, caressing her shapely hips, the generous swell of her bosom, the toned splendor of her long legs. It was as if the dress itself was alive, fueled by an insatiable lust just like her daughter.

As three women were walking... The breast bounced, ass shook.

Something was coming and it definitely wasn't shield hero.

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Splash! Splash! Splash!

As Xian Tian finished his load into the mortal woman, the door opened... Since the walls were highly soundproof and enhanced by runes, Lady Xing and both mother and daughter were clueless about Xian Tian fucking another bitch inside the room.

"Oh My!" Lady Xing exclaimed while she looked at the woman, her pussy dripping with Xian Tian's precious seeds.

Looking at her, Lady Xing's eyes narrowed... It was a waste of her spirit stone-earning tactics.

"Ahem* Ahem* meet these two women... They are Madam Zhao and Miss Zhao, Madam Zhao is the wife of our honorable elder and Miss Zhao is the wife of one of the core disciples... Hope you can entertain them tonight," Lady Xing utters.

"Ahem* Since Lady Xing is also here, I hope Lady Xing can go first and show us a demo..." Madam Zhao hurriedly spoke, her hands grabbing the hands of Lady Xing.

Lady Xing raised a delicate eyebrow at Madam Zhao's forwardness, her crimson lips quirking into a coy smile.

"My, my, someone is quite eager. Very well, I suppose I can't deny you must have some doubts... Nonetheless, how can I pass such a gracious invitation..." She turned to Xian Tian, her gaze smoldering with a mix of authority and lust.

"Xian Tian, why don't you come over here and give these lovely ladies a proper demonstration of your ahem talents." Lady Xing's fingers trailed down Xian Tian's chest, her touch feather-light yet infinitely tantalizing.

Turning back to Madam Zhao and her daughter, Lady Xing's eyes gleamed with wicked delight.

"Now then... I will definitely show you what it feels like,"

Lady Xing's crimson lips curled into a sultry smile as she eyed the eager women before her. With a graceful flourish, she reached up and deftly undid the delicate clasps of her ornate robes, allowing the shimmering fabric to pool at her feet and revealing the lush curves of her body barely concealed beneath a gossamer negligee.

"Like what you see?" she purred, trailing a manicured finger along the neckline of the delicate garment.

"Xian Tian here is quite talented with his hands. But perhaps you'd like a more...personal demonstration?"

Lady Xing's gaze shifted to the young man, her expression a blend of authority and lustful desire. "Well, Xian Tian? Why don't you show these lovely ladies what those nimble fingers of yours can do?"

She stepped closer, the scent of her exotic perfume wafting through the air, as her hands came to rest upon his chest. "I think it's time we put on a little show, don't you agree?"

Saying that, she grabs his rock hard cock and began to stroke it.

"ummm! Yesss!" he grunts.

"Hehe! Now then let me worship it..." She gets on her knees and opens her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out.

"You want to fuck my mouth-pussy don't you?" she asks with a sultry voice, tongue licking his top off of any pre-cum.

"Yes!!!" Xian Tian admits that he wants to fuck her mouth pussy until she gags.

"What a naughty little brat...." She speaks before taking his dick deep into her mouth.