The two women were still not satisfied.

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"Uh...ah...ya..." all three groaned simultaneously. Duomu thrust all the way in, his lower body pressing against the two women's mons pubis. His thick, tangled pubic hair scraped fiercely against their labia and their already erect clitorises, each the size of a peanut. The two women felt an electric-like pleasure surge from their private parts, rushing through their entire bodies, even their fingertips, toes, and scalp felt tingly and numb.

"My two sisters, your method is really good! It feels like I'm fucking both of you at the same time!" Duomu was overjoyed. He lay on Yanruo's snowy back, his hands between the two women, caressing their breasts while pressing his lower body firmly against their vulvas, his hips taut and spinning rapidly.

"Ouch, I'm getting an electric shock!" Yanruo cried out, and Lingbi also moaned, expressing her pleasure. As Duo Mu thrust forward, his lower body pressed directly against the two women's clitoris. Coupled with his taut hips and constant rotation, his rough male skin and body hair felt like a large, hairy hand continuously stimulating those two tender, red buds. The spider demon's clitoris was so sensitive; the slightest stimulation caused it to playfully peek out from behind the foreskin. Duo Mu's ministrations caused it to immediately become fully engorged, like a round, pink pearl set at the tip of its labia. The two women, unable to bear the defilement, involuntarily curled their legs. Yan Ruo held Duo Mu's waist and back, while Ling Bi held his buttocks.

Duo Mu's lower body moved in circles while his hips swayed back and forth. The pleasure he felt from the fleshy cavity between the two women's skin was no less than that of a real woman's vagina, but for the two women, it wasn't as intense as actual sex.

Yan Ruo trembled and said, "Good...good brother...hurry up and do something even more exciting!" Ling Bi also hummed in agreement.

"Alright!" Duomu pulled out his penis, squatted down in the water, and brought his head close to the two women's vulvas, sticking out his tongue. The tip of his tongue touched Lingbi's labia. Lingbi's body shuddered, and a trickle of lustful fluid immediately seeped from her vulva, flowing onto Duomu's tongue.

"Ice Sister, your water is so sweet—" Duomu laughed, his tongue curling back into his mouth, swallowing Lingbi's love fluid, and not forgetting to smack his lips to indicate how delicious it was. Lingbi hummed but didn't say anything, but Yanruo pouted her little mouth, itching unbearably, and urged, "Senior Brother, why aren't you coming to love us yet!? We're so impatient—!" "

Haha—Fire Sister is impatient—I'm coming now. Don't say you can't take it then—", Duomu's tongue stretched out to its limit, it was half a foot long! He licked from the bottom of Lingbi's vulva upwards with saliva in his mouth. The surface of that long tongue was extremely rough, like sandpaper, while the spider demon's private parts were so tender. Upon contact, the intense pleasure caused Lingbi to groan a few more times, and more fluid flowed from her flower path.

"It's a bit cold—", Duomu endured the chill, dragging his tongue upwards to Lingbi's clitoris, the tip of his tongue circling the pale red bud a few times, before continuing to lick Yanruo's vulva and clitoris. After licking for a while, he returned to Lingbi's private parts and slid upwards again. This repeated itself, and occasionally he would curl his tongue vertically and insert it into the two women's lustful mouths, sucking and teasing for a while, sometimes gently biting their clitoris with his teeth, teasing the two women until their jade bodies tensed and they kept panting and moaning. Yanruo was especially unable to resist the teasing; she lifted her upper body forcefully, her head tilted back desperately, her cloud-like hair fluttering in the wind, her beautiful buttocks, jade back, slender neck, and head all arched into a bow shape.

"Ah!—Ya—," under Duomu's vigorous tongue work, Yan Ruo finally couldn't hold back and cried out, her vaginal muscles spasming uncontrollably, "Whoosh whoosh whoosh!", a stream of hot love fluid shot out in a stream, splashing Duomu's mouth. At the same time, her arms went limp [Author zzjzzj], and her upper body pressed against Ling Bi again. In a daze of passion, Yan Ruo opened her small mouth and kissed Ling Bi's cherry lips directly. Ling Bi was also at the climax, feeling Yan Ruo's fragrant tongue pressing against her lips, and quickly cooperated by opening her small mouth as well. The two women's lips were glued together, their tongues intertwining in a wet kiss. At the same time, Yan Ruo's upper body twisted like a snake, her two water-ball-like breasts pressing against Ling Bi's equally perfect breasts and kneading them vigorously. Stimulated by this double stimulation, Lingbi immediately reached her peak as well. Her lower body spasmed amidst her panting breaths, a burst of cold air gushing from her vulva, followed by a torrent of icy, lustful fluid.

Duomu drank deeply of the two fluids of contrasting temperatures, and, still unsatisfied, extended his large tongue to carefully lick clean the remaining fluid clinging to the two women's vulvas. Yinghong watched coldly from the side, secretly gloating: "Hmph—let you be beautiful, let you be wanton! Foolish girl! You've fallen for my scheme and are still in the dark—hehehe—."

After a wave of intense pleasure that made Lingbi and Yanruo's hearts pound, the two women gradually caught their breath. Duomu gently stroked Yanruo's snowy back, laughing, "Fourth sister, fifth sister, it seems you sisters can both squirt—but you two are far inferior to your eldest and second sisters—I haven't even used my big treasure yet!" As he spoke, he deliberately stroked his erect penis, pointing straight to the night sky, as if showing off a treasure.

Yan Ruo turned around, not to be outdone, and said, "Senior brother...you're really good at bragging—just now...that was just a...warm-up—let your...treasure come, let's...have some fun—" "

Hehe? You little brat, you dare to challenge your senior brother? Look at your fourth sister, she's much more demure than you. Be careful you won't be able to get married in the future—" Duo Mu laughed loudly.

Yan Ruo's eyes seemed to sparkle, and she looked at Duo Mu with undisguised lust, cooing as she followed his words, "I already have a senior brother, so who else can I marry? I...I really want to stay with my senior brother forever, and have him...treat me like this every day—" As she spoke, she swayed her snow-white buttocks and called out seductively, "Brother—come quickly—I don't even want to wait a moment longer—!"

A sense of male conquest welled up in Duo Mu's chest. He quickly returned to the two women's legs, once again gripping their thighs with both hands. His thick, erect penis, dripping with their juices, stood erect before their entrances, like a venomous snake seeking a hole to enter. Duo Mu asked, "Senior brother is coming in. Which of you two will enjoy my treasure first?"

The two women had been eagerly anticipating this. Yan Ruo hurriedly said, "Here... Senior brother, you go first—" Ling Bi, not good at expressing herself, only looked at Duo Mu with her alluring phoenix eyes, which shone with passion.

Duo Mu thought for a moment and said, "Yan Ruo, let your fourth sister have her. I'll give it to Bing sister first. Don't rush, anyway, my big treasure will come to you soon—" As he spoke, he assumed a horse stance, bent over, and lifted his buttocks. His large, red glans was aimed at Ling Bi's chilling entrance, and he held his breath as he slowly inserted it into the deepest part of her flower.

"Hiss—so cold—", Duomu, though mentally prepared, was still slightly startled by the low temperature inside Lingbi's flower path. However, relying on his profound skill, he didn't care. The demonic markings on his penis glowed slightly, easily withstanding the chill. It was Duomu's first time penetrating such a tight, cold, yet slippery flower path, and he couldn't help but exclaim with pleasure, pushing open the closed, alluring flesh with double the force, exploring the beautiful body of the snow spider demon.

Soon, the tip of Duomu's glans hit a soft, icy flesh. Lingbi let out a soft moan of impatience. He knew he had gone all the way, so he buried himself deep inside Lingbi's flower path without moving, wanting to savor the rare pleasure brought by the icy snow path.

"Hmm? Senior Brother?" Lingbi felt the penis buried deep inside her but not moving for a long time, so she anxiously called out to Duomu. Duo Mu chuckled lewdly, "Hehe—Fourth Sister can't wait? Looks like you're not really as cold as ice after all!" Ling Bi blushed and whispered, "Eek... Senior Brother is so naughty—you just tease me—just... move... a little bit..."

Hearing Ling Bi's shy words, Duo Mu's body went weak, and he exclaimed happily, "The ice beauty actually asked Senior Brother for help! Don't worry, Senior Brother will definitely take you to the top!" With that, Duo Mu began to slowly thrust his huge penis.

"Mmm...—ah—," Ling Bi closed her eyes, letting out a moan that was incredibly itchy. Duo Mu's rhythm gradually accelerated, and the squelching sounds of his thrusting grew louder and louder. Yan Ruo was lying on top of Ling Bi, and could clearly feel the rise and fall of Ling Bi's mons pubis. In addition, the thick pubic hair was rubbing against her mons pubis as Duo Mu fucked her, making her desire for his penis to penetrate her even stronger. She turned her head and looked pitiful at Duomu, saying, "Senior brother, please try inserting your needle into Yanruo's hole too! Please—okay—"

Without pausing, Duomu said, "Good sister, brother's coming!" He then thrust deeply into Lingbi several more times with all his might, and while Lingbi was still basking in the afterglow, he abruptly pulled his penis out of her cool flower-like opening and moved upwards to Yanruo's honeyed entrance. Duomu leaned over Yanruo's back and kissed her, saying, "Brother's coming in!" Before the words were even finished, he parted Yanruo's lips and thrust his penis into her warm vagina with a soft "plop." Duomu grabbed Yanruo's small hand and brought it to her lower abdomen, lewdly grinning, "Fire sister, feel it?" Yanruo gently touched it and found that her lower abdomen had been bulged out by Duomu's huge penis.

And so, Duomu, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, moved back and forth between the honeyed entrances of the two beautiful women, alternating between the stimulation of cold and heat. His speed increased, reaching a climax so fast that it was as if he had split into two, simultaneously engaging in intercourse with the two women. After another round of frenzied thrusting, all three reached ecstasy together, with Duomu ejaculating a full load of semen into Lingbi's jade palace.

Having finally conquered Lingbi and Yanruo with his crotch, Duomu then engaged in doggy style with Yueji, followed by Zhen'er and Mengmeng. Just as he finished having sex with all six women, Yinghong, who had been watching the live sex show for a while and was already impatient, came over. Finally, after the passion completely subsided, even with Duomu's profound skill and superb bed technique, he couldn't help but feel a little exhausted.

"Senior brother, hehe, are you tired? Looks like your boasting is about to burst!" Yinghong asked with a mischievous smile.

Although Duo Mu felt a little tired, he was extremely proud of himself for having slept with seven women that night. He said disdainfully, "Tired? Ying Hong, are you kidding me? Your ammunition is still plentiful! Besides, I slept with seven of you, how am I bragging?"

Ying Hong chuckled, tightly hugging Duo Mu's neck, her upper body pressed against his. She said coquettishly, "You said at the beginning that you would satisfy six sisters at the same time, how come you've forgotten now?" Duo Mu was stunned for a moment, and Mei'er next to him added, "Why isn't Senior Brother saying anything? Humph, I knew that was just bragging. No matter how powerful Senior Brother's crotch skills are, how can he possibly have sex with six sisters at the same time?"

Duo Mu, caught up in the excitement and provoked by their antics, refused to back down: "When have I ever boasted? Satisfying several of you at the same time is no problem, just watch!" He lay down on the edge of the pool, his demonic markings glowing. With a flash of golden light, Duo Mu's legs vanished, replaced by a long centipede body; he had revealed his half-demon form.

"Hmph—in this form, how could I possibly fail to satisfy all you sisters at once?" Duo Mu said smugly, as a pair of genital limbs rose from the genital segments of his centipede body. Pointing to the genital limbs, Duo Mu said, "How about it?

Ying Hong, you've experienced the power of my half-demon form—I also have two hands and a tongue, so satisfying six sisters simultaneously is no problem at all—hahahahaha!"

Ying Hong thought, "Heh, you've courted death [m-system resource aggregation first release], no wonder you're being so arrogant!" He then smiled obsequiously, "It seems that way—ladies, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go for it—."

Before he finished speaking, the six women, including Mei'er, cheered and fluttered into Duo Mu's arms like a group of butterflies.

Duo Mu laughed heartily, pulling Ling Bi and Meng Meng into his arms on either side. Zhen'er kissed him passionately against his chest, while Yan Ruo licked and played with his penis and testicles on his lower abdomen. Mei'er and Yue Ji, on the other hand, embraced his centipede-like body, each servicing his genitals. The water in the Yellow Flower Pool churned as the six women used all their charms, writhing seductively, their moans filling the entire building.

Although he was "hanging" six women on his body, Duo Mu's stamina was strong enough that he didn't find it too difficult to handle.

On the contrary, the sensory stimulation and pleasure brought by the six women attacking him at the same time made him a little tired of resisting. These six women were all seductive vixens who lived by absorbing male essence. Their simultaneous erotic offensive was incredibly fierce, and even with Duo Mu's cultivation and bedroom skills, it was not so easy to resist them.

"Senior brother—how are you? Are you about to give up?" Mei'er asked, licking the centipede's genitals with gusto while giving Duo Mu a flirtatious look and occasionally letting out a melodious moan. Duo Mu chuckled, "Brother's going to be a dragon against six phoenixes today—what's a little thrill? Show me your tricks!"

"Hehe, so spirited!" Mei'er and Yue Ji laughed. They exchanged a glance, then opened their cherry lips and extended their slender, delicate tongues. Glistening saliva dripped from their tongues onto the urethral opening of the centipede's penis. Duo Mu felt a cool, tingling sensation travel from the urethral opening straight into the seminal vesicle, then all the way into the centipede's body, bringing waves of electric-like pleasure to each spot. He couldn't help but groan. Mei'er and Yue Ji then pointed their tongues, gently swirling the tips on the urethral opening, like a fleshy drill widening the opening. Duo Mu felt as if the two women had inserted their entire tongues into his vas deferens, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Hiss—you two...you really know how to play—it feels so good—come on...deeper!"

The two women's tongues moved even deeper, almost curling into a straw. Duo Mu felt the pleasure rising higher and higher, his entire genital joint tingling, as if something inside was arching and about to burst out. He focused his mind and steadied himself, but unexpectedly, Yan Ruo, seeing him like this, smiled mischievously and took his entire penis into her mouth. Her small mouth was filled to the brim with Duo Mu's huge member, and saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth. Duo Mu's glans was gripped by her throat, contracting and relaxing, while her nimble tongue coiled around the shaft like a venomous snake coiling around its prey.

"Ugh...!" Under the combined attack of the three women, Duo Mu finally let out a groan of unwillingness. But the three women did not continue to use their oral skills, but slowly loosened their tongues, and finally spat out Duo Mu's penis.

"Huff—ha—," the three women all let out a long breath. Mei'er said, "Senior brother is really amazing! The three of us are almost out of breath, but senior brother is still unmoved!" Duo Mu had actually almost lost control just now, but seeing that the three women had given up first, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. He reached out and pinched Mengmeng's plump buttocks, and laughed, "Haha, you guys are still too inexperienced—otherwise, senior brother wouldn't dare to have sex with six of you man-eating demons at the same time!" But he didn't know that Mei'er and the other two had deliberately tested his limit and then given up on their own. Hearing him say this, the six women all smiled sweetly. Their clear and bright laughter filled the air. Under the moonlight and in the pond, a scene of utter debauchery appeared. The six women and one man continued their lewd games for a while. Ying Hong looked up at the sky and saw that dark clouds were drifting over the originally clear night sky, and the bright, torch-like full moon was gradually shrouded by the clouds.

"It's time..." she thought to herself, then said sweetly, "Oh—you haven't had enough fun yet? Senior brother, just playing like this isn't enough to satisfy your six sisters—"

Duo Mu Dao, while "taking care" of his six junior sisters, laughed and said, "Hehe, Ying Hong, don't provoke me. Tell me first, what will you do if I win the 'One Dragon Plays with Six Phoenixes' game?"

Ying Hong rolled her eyes at him coquettishly and said, "What else—Senior brother really won't suffer any loss! Well then, if senior brother wins, you can choose any one of us seven sisters to marry—" Duo

Mu chuckled lewdly and said, "You little brat, so stingy! Why choose just one? Senior brother will just marry you all, and we can play 'One King and Seven Queens' every day, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Yue Ji scolded, "What a greedy senior brother—you want to devour all of us sisters, be careful you don't overeat—"

Duomu was extremely pleased with himself and couldn't help but laugh heartily, his long centipede body undulating like waves. The women knew that the most crucial step of the plan was about to begin, and they all perked up. Mei'er said, "Sisters, let's quickly start serving our senior brother together—"

“Okay—come on—” the women agreed and began to move. Mei’er and Yueji each held onto one of the centipede’s reproductive limbs, slowly lowering themselves to their flower entrances. Mengmeng sat on Duomu’s lower body, preparing to insert Duomu’s thick penis into her flower path. Lingbi and Yanruo knelt on either side of the edge of the pool, their snow-white, smooth buttocks, like two halves of a watermelon, raised high, waiting for Duomu to insert his finger. Zhen’er lay upside down on Duomu’s chest and abdomen, her perfectly shaped buttocks also raised high, her plump buttocks trembling slightly, her crotch glistening with moisture, as if shimmering with jade dew.

“Uh—ah—!” Mei’er, Yueji, and Mengmeng sat down completely, inserting Duomu’s penis fully into their bodies. Duomu also stretched out his arms and tongue, inserting it into the honey holes of Yanruo, Lingbi, and Zhen’er. The seven women moved together, and Duomu’s demonic markings glowed all over his body, he began to move rapidly and thrust as soon as he was inserted. Under the moonlight, the seven naked bodies writhed like seven white worms, a scene both erotic and eerie.

Duo Mu had never experienced anything like this before. He believed his skills far surpassed Mei'er and the others, so there shouldn't be any problems. However, just to be safe, he immediately used his most superb sexual techniques, wanting to take advantage of the spider demons' initial lack of vigilance and quickly bring the six women to a climax.

"Oh…brother…so naughty…so…fierce right from the start…haa—oh—this is…going to…kill me—ah…ah—good—senior brother! So good—ah—!—!" Duo Mu's sexual prowess was indeed incredibly strong, and the six women truly experienced pleasure. Mengmeng raised her head and cried out in ecstasy, her beautiful hair dancing wildly in the wind. Zhen'er, under Duo Mu's tongue, was also overflowing with lustful fluids, her plump buttocks trembling incessantly. The other four women weren't much better off, each panting and moaning, looking utterly exhausted.

Seeing that the women seemed to be reaching climax under his relentless assault, Duomu was overjoyed and extremely satisfied with his preemptive strategy. He continued to accelerate his movements, the sounds of flesh colliding, thrusting, licking, and the women's moans and cries of pleasure all blending together, growing louder and more rapid.

"Ah! Brother will take you all now!" Duomu's eyes turned bloodshot, and he let out a strange howl. The light from his demonic markings shone brightly as his penis, fingers, and tongue, inserted into the six women's vaginas, pressed hard against their soft clitoris, vibrating and teasing them relentlessly. He thought that by unleashing his peak sexual skills, coupled with his far superior demonic power, the spider demons would be unable to resist and would collapse in an instant. Unexpectedly, the demonic markings on the six women's bodies also emitted light. Although their faces were filled with expressions of extreme pleasure—Mengmeng and Zhen'er even rolled their eyes back, their cherry-like mouths opening laboriously like stranded fish, their tongues almost sticking out—they did not ejaculate as he had imagined. Instead, they suppressed their overwhelming pleasure, and deep within their wombs, they felt a suction force.

"My sisters really want to be entangled with their brother to the very end—? But that's fine, the longer you hold back, the more intense your climax will be! The more pleasure your brother will enjoy! Hahahaha!" Duomu thought he had victory in his grasp, and that they were just making a last, futile struggle, so he didn't care and continued to thrust and copulate wildly, while constantly increasing the aphrodisiac demonic power. But the six women seemed to have become one, resisting Duomu's offensive with all their might, and in turn, they continued to increase the suction force within their wombs. The gripping movements of the vaginal muscles and membranes became stronger and stronger, and countless small buds protruded from the vaginal walls, constantly stimulating Duomu's penis. For a moment, six women and one man were locked in a fierce struggle, evenly matched, neither able to break through the other's defenses. The overwhelming pleasure only intensified, like a dilapidated tower teetering on the verge of collapse.

Duo Mu gathered his last strength and demonic power, preparing to push his limits, when a dark shadow loomed over his head. Sensing something was wrong, he withdrew from Zhen'er's lower body and turned his head to look. He saw Ying Hong squatting beside him, a wicked grin on his face.

"Ying Hong…you…" Duo Mu hadn't finished speaking when Ying Hong's dense demonic markings instantly glowed purple, his beautiful eyes turned into purple vertical pupils, his cherry lips parted, revealing four sharp, long canines. Before Duo Mu could react, Ying Hong snapped his jaws shut on his neck.

"Ah!!!!" Duo Mu screamed, trying to struggle, but his entire body was firmly held by the spider demons. Most of his demonic power had been used for intercourse with the six women, leaving him no strength to contend with Ying Hong. Soon, he felt streams of cool, sticky liquid flow from his teeth into his neck, quickly spreading throughout his body with the flow of blood.

Yinghong bit down on Duomu's neck, desperately injecting the poison, only releasing him after about three minutes. She stood up, licking the remaining venom and centipede blood from her lips with a lingering satisfaction, one hand on her hip, looking down at Duomu. The other six women also took the opportunity to break free from Duomu's body, standing in a row beside Yinghong, staring at Duomu.

Duomu also staggered to his feet, utterly incredulous at what had just happened, asking incredulously, "Junior sister! What... what are you doing? Are you joking with your senior brother?...

"Hehehe—still fantasizing even at this point?" Yinghong chuckled contemptuously, her legs lightly crossed, her hands clasped beneath her snow-white breasts, her enormous peach-shaped bosom resting on her forearms, a pose utterly seductive. "Hmph, so whether human or demon, as long as it's a man, that's all he's got—always the small head commanding the big head." Duomu

understood; Yinghong was plotting against him. Having figured it out, he wasn't overly panicked, angrily retorting, "You want to ambush me? Think about whether you have the ability! My cultivation is hundreds of years higher than yours! Your venom has no effect on me whatsoever."

"Oh? Is that so?" Yinghong sneered, and as she spoke, the demonic markings covering her body, from her jade feet to her face, began to glow again. Yinghong gently caressed her own body, admiring her reflection, and asked in a soft voice, "Senior brother…do you think my body…is it beautiful?"

Duomu, however, had no time to appreciate Yinghong's flawless jade body and alluring markings. As a demon, he naturally understood that the higher one's cultivation, the more demonic markings one would have. Yinghong's entire body covered in demonic markings indicated that her cultivation had greatly improved, and he feared he was no longer as powerful as her. Duo Mu thought nervously, a few beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.

"Senior brother—don't just look at eldest sister, look at us too—are our figures and looks really that inferior to eldest sister's?" Mei'er and Yue Ji, the women on either side of Yinghong, said, their demonic markings also lighting up. Although not as dense and abundant as Yinghong's, they were still quite impressive.

Duo Mu grew increasingly nervous. Yinghong alone was troublesome enough, but he hadn't expected Mei'er and Yue Ji's cultivation to reach such a high level! Moreover, he had already been poisoned by Yinghong! Today, he feared his

chances of survival were slim! He took a few steps back, his own demonic markings lighting up, assuming a casting stance.

Yinghong and the other women, however, seemed fearless, swaying their jade-like bodies and gracefully approaching step by step.

Yinghong laughed, "Senior brother—you're quite clever, don't waste your energy... Do you think you can beat the seven of us?"

"Hmph, even a cornered beast will fight, let alone me, Duomu! Ah!... Ah!!!" Duomu roared, attempting to unleash a spell on Yinghong. But as soon as he channeled his demonic power, a sharp pain shot through his dantian. He cried out, halting his spellcasting, clutching his abdomen and doubled over in agony.

Yinghong was already before Duomu, looking down at him with the complex gaze of a victorious predator facing its fleeing prey—a gaze filled with triumph, contempt, cruelty, and hunger.

Just as Yinghong was about to speak, Duomu suddenly shouted, leaping out of the water, his upper body soaring into the air, his right arm like a sharp blade slashing down towards Yinghong's face. A crisp "crack" rang out, and Duomu screamed in agony as his long body was thrown back into the water, splashing up a large spray. Looking at his right hand, it was already red and swollen, with a large bruise seeping out under the skin.

"Hmph—the fact that I dare to stand before you like this shows that I am fully prepared—" Four thin, long, sickle-shaped spider legs extended from Yinghong's back, crossing in pairs to block her path.

Yinghong retracted the spider legs and spread them behind her, looked up at the moonlight [Author zzjzzj], and said, "The time has come, senior brother, we should finish the pleasure we didn't finish earlier—" As she spoke, she stared into Duomu's eyes, a flash of purple light in her beautiful pupils. Duomu immediately felt a surge of heat in his chest, and his whole body involuntarily began to move, even his penis and genitals, which had completely softened, became erect again.

"What's going on!? What did you do to me!?" Duomu cried out in despair. He had wanted to gather his strength for another attack, but his once powerful demonic energy was now like a stagnant pool, unable to stir even a ripple.

Yinghong laughed, "Senior brother, you don't even know this? This is the innate lustful art of female demons—now your body is controlled by your instincts, truly the little head commanding the big head. Hahahaha! Ah—hahahaha!"

As he spoke, the other six women surrounded him. Mei'er, Yueji, and Lingbi once again entwined themselves around Duomu's body, each holding a phallus, slowly sitting down and swallowing it into his flower cave.

"You...you...! What do you want to do!?" Although Duomu's mind was still clear, he had no control over his body or demonic power, and could only let the three women do as they pleased. Yueji, while moving her exquisite body up and down, said, "Senior brother, are you still pretending to be confused? What is the most precious thing of our demon race?"

Duomu painfully closed his eyes. He had given up all hope. His cultivation was inferior to Yinghong's, and he had been poisoned by spider venom and lustful arts. There was no way he could escape the clutches of the seven spider demons. Sure enough, this time, Duomu's body faithfully responded to the three women's draining. As a powerful suction arose within their wombs, streams of semen converged at the base of Duomu's three penises. With a soft "plop, " countless yellow centipede-like drops of semen shot out of the urethral openings like a fountain, injecting into the three women's bodies.

"Ah!" The three women groaned, tightly gripping Duomu's massive penis, their smooth, flat bellies rising and falling rhythmically as they drank in Duomu's semen with gurgling sounds. Then Yanruo, Zhen'er, and Mengmeng took their turn to drain his semen. After just two rounds, Duomu's seminal vesicles were completely drained.

Seeing that Duomu's semen had been drained clean, Yinghong chuckled and waved her hand, causing the six women to retreat behind her.

She straddled Duomu's lower abdomen, leering, "Hmph—Senior brother—I know you love Yinghong the most—so…please give me your most precious thing!—Ah—hahahaha!" Duo Mu screamed desperately, "No!! Junior Sister! No! Please! Ugh!..." Before he could finish speaking, Ying Hong forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina. At the same time, her cervix stretched and opened, instantly enveloping his glans. A powerful suction force he had never experienced before emanated from Ying Hong's uterus, traveling through the cervix, urethral opening, and seminal vesicles to Duo Mu's body, causing him to groan and howl incessantly.

"Come on—the inner core of the thousand-year-old centipede spirit! You've been wronged staying inside him! My body is the best place for you!" Ying Hong shouted. She sat on Duo Mu's lower body, straightening her back. Her four slender, sharp spider legs stretched to their limit, and her demonic markings and eyes emitted a strong purple light. Abundant demonic power overflowed from her markings, causing her beautiful hair to dance up and down. Mei'er stepped forward and touched Duomu's dantian with her jade finger. A diamond-shaped wave of demonic energy rippled outwards, and a spherical golden light appeared beneath the skin of Duomu's dantian. Under the suction force emanating from Yinghong, the golden light changed shape like an egg yolk, forming a funnel shape that flowed downwards and finally gathered at the base of the penis. Mei'er said, "Sister, the inner core is in place, please enjoy—". Yinghong nodded, chuckling lewdly. The golden light gradually rose and entered the seminal vesicle, illuminating the point where their bodies were joined. When less than a quarter of the golden light entered the shaft, Yinghong's lower body suddenly clenched, closing the seminal vesicle. A section of the golden light shot out from the urethral opening and entered Yinghong's uterus.

"—Ahhh—!" With the inner core inside her, Yinghong let out a long, soft moan. Then, a whooshing sound rang out as streams of vaginal fluid shot powerfully from her body, striking the point where the two demons were joined. The pleasure was so intense that she narrowed her beautiful eyes, her hands roaming and caressing her body, her tongue licking her cherry lips, a picture of unbridled enjoyment. But

pleasure is always fleeting. The surging pleasure gradually subsided, and Yinghong finally stood up slowly, releasing her still erect penis. She placed her hands on her hips, brazenly spreading her legs in front of Duomu, revealing a glint of golden light still faintly shining from the messy opening of her vulva.

"Hehehe—just a small part, and the feeling is already so intense…", Yinghong patted her lower abdomen contentedly, turning her head to the side: "Second sister—it's your turn—".

At Duomu's pleading, Mei'er stepped forward, straddling Duomu, and inserted her penis into her flower path.

She leaned down and kissed Duomu's lips, giggling sweetly, "Hehe—Senior Brother, why are you so reluctant? Didn't you say you were going to marry us? This is the dowry you'll have to give us, hehehehe—" As she spoke, two sharp spider legs stretched out from behind her, her demonic markings and eyes glowing red as she began to absorb the inner cores. Yinghong stepped aside, circulating his energy to digest his recent gains.

The spider demons took turns enjoying this rare feast. Each time a portion of Duomu's inner core was extracted, a large chunk of his demonic power was also lost. When Mengmeng absorbed the last part of his inner core, his demonic power was completely depleted, making it difficult for him to maintain his semi-demon state. After a while, he curled up and rolled in pain, revealing his true form with a flash of golden light—a giant centipede over ten meters long.

"You...have...got...what you wanted...let me go!" Duomu, paralyzed and curled up by the pool, pleaded desperately with the spider demons. Yinghong grinned wickedly, her jade-like feet, adorned with carapace-like high heels, stomping on the giant centipede's head. She toyed with a slender tentacle, slowly saying, "Senior brother—do you remember… what you said after your first time with me…?"

Duomu was shocked and speechless. Yinghong continued, "Hmm? You can't remember? Fine… I'll tell you privately—tell me… that after mating, the female spider eats the male… and that… 'Even if my sister really eats me, I'll be willing!' Hahahaha—ah—hahahaha!!!" Yinghong laughed wildly, her long, knee-length black hair flying wildly.

"Yinghong! We've been siblings, and even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness! For the sake of our past relationship, please spare my life!" Duomu's voice changed, desperately begging for mercy. The long centipede tried to writhe and struggle, but its entire body was firmly pinned down by the spider demons, rendering it unable to move. Yinghong laughed, "Senior brother is truly confused! We are demons; trying to reason with demons is futile. Besides, this time, sister has already thoroughly offended you. If we don't take this opportunity to eliminate the threat completely, what if you recover your strength and seek

revenge later… that would be undesirable. Sister actually had no choice—you should understand her, senior brother—." Although Yinghong's words were full of sarcasm, Duomu remained silent. He understood that what Yinghong said was true. Demons, in crucial moments, wouldn't hesitate like humans; they would eliminate the threat completely, even he. Seeing that he had nothing more to say, Yinghong squatted down, leaned close to his head, and whispered, "Duomu… before you die, let me tell you a secret…"

"A secret?" Duomu was puzzled. What insidious and vicious methods did this damned demoness intend to use on him?

But then Yinghong said, "That means... only by killing you can I eat Tang Sanzang's flesh in peace! Hahahaha—!"

"What?! Tang Monk's flesh?!?!" Duomu's shock was beyond words. He wanted to say something, but the women gave him no chance. Seven beams of light of different colors flashed, and the seven women transformed into their terrifying spider forms. They simultaneously extended their forelegs, flipping the giant centipede over so its belly was facing upwards, and then opened their terrifying mandibles filled with sharp teeth to bite down. Accompanied by hissing and biting sounds, the seven spider demons disemboweled the giant centipede, first sucking out its blood and bodily fluids, then tearing and devouring the soft tissue beneath its carapace. They tore and bit, and in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Duomu was reduced to a pile of minced meat swallowed into the seven demons' ravenous spider bellies, leaving only a long, hard shell.

After devouring Duomu alive, the women did not revert to human form. They murmured softly, raising their round spider bellies as they soaked in the pool, resting and digesting their food. A moment later, Lingbi reacted first. The pink light emanating from her demonic markings shone brightly, slowly transforming her into a half-demon form [Author zzjzzj], before reverting to human form. Not only did scythe-shaped spider legs slowly grow from her lower back, but her tailbone also grew longer and longer. When the light dissipated, two sharp claws, like those of Mei'er and Yueji, emerged from Lingbi's jade-like back, and a long, slender tail appeared at her tailbone! This tail, segmented like a centipede's body, was longer than Lingbi's body, a translucent brownish-yellow color, constantly coiling and slapping the water's surface, splashing up droplets. At the end of the tail was a round fleshy cavity from which four long, sharp claws pierced. Through the outer shell, one could vaguely see a purplish-black vertebral tube extending from the tailbone to the fleshy cavity at the end of the tail.

Soon, Yanruo also transformed, just like Lingbi. Although the other five women didn't grow any more spider legs, they each gained a similar tail from behind. Mengmeng asked Yinghong, "Eldest sister, what is this...?"

Yinghong's thoughts flowed, and the long tail moved freely back and forth, up and down, following her will. Its four sharp claws opened and closed as nimbly as a raptor's talons. With a slight concentration, the spider legs and tail disappeared together.

"Sisters... it seems that absorbing the multi-eyed inner core and digesting its original physical form has brought us some unexpected changes! The centipede demon's characteristics have been assimilated into our bodies—" Yinghong said loudly, "You can try using it as your limbs; it's as if it were naturally grown on our bodies!"

The women tried it, and indeed, the tail was incredibly easy to use, quickly losing its awkwardness. Mei'er exclaimed happily, "So clever! This is our fifth limb! Hahaha!" Yinghong nodded, saying, "The many eyes have been removed. Let's rest tonight. Tomorrow we can use the people in this temple to test the tail's function—" With that, she thrust out her lower abdomen, and countless spider silks shot into the sky from her navel. The other six women followed suit, quickly weaving an incredibly dense, giant spider silk canopy that completely covered the sky above Huanghua Temple, connecting it to the previously woven encircling net.

The next morning, everyone in Huanghua Temple awoke, only to find it still dark outside their beds, not like dawn. They quickly dressed and went out of their rooms. Looking up, they saw that the blue sky, white clouds, and sun were gone, replaced by a dense spider web. Light struggled to penetrate the web, making it still very dark. Confused, they soon realized the entire Huanghua Temple was surrounded by spider webs, and they were trapped inside. Terrified, they called for the temple master, but received no response, and the crowd began to stir.

"Hmph, you seem to be looking for someone?" Suddenly, the door to the abbot's living quarters opened, and seven spider demons slowly emerged, accompanied by a waft of fragrance. These past few days, Duomu had been leading them on excursions in this area, so everyone in the abbot's quarters recognized them. The spider demons were dressed differently now than they had been during their outings a few days prior; their hair was loose, and they wore only thin silk vests and sheer long skirts, their smooth, white bellies and delicate navels occasionally revealing themselves with each sway of their bodies. Their voluptuous figures and jade-like legs were also carelessly exposed. Yinghong sneered, hands on her hips, and a spider silk thread shot from her navel into the room, soon returning with something wrapped around it. With a sudden flick of the silk, the object was flung in front of everyone. Upon closer inspection, they saw it was a huge yellow carapace.

"Your abbot is here!—Hehehehe—" Yinghong couldn't suppress her smug grin.

Those among the crowd who had known the details for a long time immediately understood what was happening. They quickly knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Our grand-aunts and uncles are truly powerful! We swear to serve them to the death!" Seeing this, the others also quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Hmph, what use are you people? We're not like that Duomu who wants to be Taoist priests! Just obediently become our food!" Mei'er shouted. Suddenly, a long tail shot out from behind her, like a serpent coiling and undulating towards the crowd. At the end of the tail, a fist-sized slit opened, from which four sharp, long claws emerged. Suddenly, the four claws merged together into a cone shape, and the tail rapidly extended to an unbelievable length, stabbing towards one person's face. With a soft "plop," the incredibly sharp four-sided cone, along with the tail, pierced into the person's mouth. "Crack!" Two soft sounds followed, and then the tail was quickly pulled out. Then, four long claws gripped a bloody human heart tightly. The person collapsed to the ground, gushing blood.

Everyone screamed in terror, terrified out of their wits. A few of the more timid ones collapsed to the ground, paralyzed with fear. Mei'er retracted her tail to her side, the slit at the end facing upwards. With a wriggling motion of her tail and the opening and closing of her claws, the still-beating human heart was swallowed into her coccyx. A small, spherical bulge appeared at the end of the tail, and a dark shadow could be seen sliding down the tail and being swallowed into Mei'er's body.

"Ah—the delicious smell of blood—I didn't expect there to be a sense of taste in this—," Mei'er licked her lips savoring the taste. Her long tail, having just swallowed the human heart, swished up and down triumphantly, making a slapping sound. Then, Mengmeng and Zhen'er came down, each approaching a person who had collapsed to the ground in terror. They grinned maliciously, put their hands on their hips, and extended their tails forward, rapidly whipping them up and down. The clothes of these two people instantly turned into shreds and flew away.

"You're my breakfast today—" Mengmeng looked down at the man, her eyes gleaming with a ferocious light. Her long tail stood erect, the tip curving downwards towards her target. The opening, like a python's mouth, widened, oozing strands of silvery-white mucus. With a soft plop, the opening at the end of Mengmeng's long tail swallowed the man whole, head to shoulders, the mucus covering him. The man screamed and struggled in pain, but soon became still, presumably suffocating. Mengmeng laughed wildly, lifting her prey off the ground with a jerk of her tail. From the outside, one could see the connective tissue writhing, while her four claws pierced the prey's body and began to retract.

With a low, guttural swallowing sound, the entire body was soon swallowed by her tail, swelling into a huge bulge. Then, digestive juices secreted from the inner wall of her tailbone, slowly dissolving the prey into succulent juice.

Zhen'er, however, wasn't in a hurry to devour her prey. She kicked the man in front of her to the ground and stepped on his abdomen. Her long tail, like a serpent, coiled around his penis and began to gently stroke it. The slippery, gripping sensation quickly made it hard. Zhen'er retracted the four long claws at the end of her tail into her coccyx, and with a slight opening, she sucked the penis in.

"Ahhh!" the man screamed. The fleshy walls of his coccyx gripped his penis tightly, undulating in waves. An incredibly powerful suction came from deep within, as if trying to drain all the fluid from his body.

Meanwhile, Zhen'er's face was flushed, and she was panting heavily, looking incredibly comfortable, just like during intercourse.

"Sister, look how impatient they are—haha—," Mei'er said happily to Yinghong, "Tits are really stupid, so eager to use their tails to eat people. Before they're fully digested, their tails won't be useful anymore—."

Yinghong chuckled smugly and viciously, "Hehehe—this Yellow Flower Temple is ours now—nothing else to do today, sisters, eat and play as you please—you've probably been waiting for this for a while, haven't you? Hehehehe—."

The women had been waiting for these words. They cheered and scattered to hunt their prey, their shrill laughter echoing through the air.

"Ha, ha..." A young Taoist boy panted heavily, running forward with all his might. Behind him, a beautiful woman, dressed in a flowing emerald green dress, followed leisurely. Although the Yellow Flower Temple was in chaos, with people fleeing like headless flies, the woman seemed oblivious to her surroundings. A strange smile played on her lips as she focused solely on sticking to the boy, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Why can't I shake her off...?" the boy wondered. He was running with all his might, while the woman moved with a leisurely, measured pace, seemingly just strolling along, yet he couldn't create any distance between them. He gritted his teeth, abruptly changing direction and disappearing into a narrow alley, hoping to use his familiarity with the route to shake her off.

"Hehehe—my darling, where are you running to?" The Taoist boy hadn't run more than a few steps into the alley when he saw a flash of green light, and a slender and alluring figure appeared before him. Who else could it be but the woman who had been chasing him? He screamed in fright and turned to run back. The woman chuckled coldly, saying in a coquettish voice, "There's no way forward—ha—ee…ah!"

She then raised her smooth, slightly protruding belly, made a hand seal with her right hand, and lifted the hem of her vest with her left. With a moment of focused concentration, countless fine, silvery-white spider silks, accompanied by a hissing sound, shot out from her beautiful, date-shaped navel, passing over the Taoist boy's head and attaching to the walls of the houses on either side, instantly weaving a dense net that completely blocked his escape route. The Taoist boy dared not touch the sticky-looking spider silk and had no choice but to stop and turn to face the woman.

The woman swayed her long, flawless legs, approaching the young Taoist step by step: "Now you can't escape, can you? Come, come to your sister, you know? Your sister has missed you for so long... Ouch—!"

The young Taoist had been cultivating for several years, and with his considerable talent and intelligence, he was considered quite skilled among his fellow disciples. Seeing no way out, he decided to fight to the death. He pushed his palms forward and shouted, "Go!" A fierce flame shot out from his palms, attacking the woman, which was why she cried out in surprise.

"It's done!" The raging flames enveloped the woman's entire body, and she stopped in her tracks. The young Taoist was overjoyed and prepared to flee, but unexpectedly, the flames began to spin rapidly around the woman, forming a hollow fireball.

"Hahahaha—what an interesting little cutie—sister likes you so much—hee hee—," a charming and melodious voice came from inside the fireball. The flames grew thinner and thinner, and soon the woman reappeared. The young Taoist looked closely and saw that the woman's lower abdomen was pulsating. The flames had transformed into a funnel shape and rapidly entered her navel, being sucked into her stomach. In just ten seconds, not a single flame remained; it had all been absorbed by the woman. She proudly stroked her snow-white belly and laughed, "I, Yan Ruo, love fire the most—thank you for your gift—" As she spoke, she flipped her hand, and the young Taoist felt a powerful force suddenly strike him. He was completely unable to resist and staggered back several steps, crashing into the spider web and becoming firmly stuck.

Yan Ruo licked her lips greedily and slowly walked towards the spider web. The young Taoist struggled desperately, but how could he, with his cultivation level, possibly break free from the web woven by the Seven Emotions Spider Demon? It was all in vain. Yan Ruo drew closer and closer, and the young Taoist cried out in despair, "Demon...demon! Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

"Hmph—a demon? Wasn't your master a demon too?" Yan Ruo stood before the Daoist boy, looking down at him as if admiring a work of art. She then extended her slender finger and touched his chest, slowly circling it. "Tell me, how did your demon master treat you before?"

The Daoist boy trembled uncontrollably, his teeth chattering, only able to shake his head frantically, unable to answer her question. Seeing this, Yan Ruo became enraged. She curled her right hand into a claw shape, her sharp nails several inches long, and said menacingly, "I'm only speaking to you like this because I've taken a liking to you. Let me tell you, I'm usually the most impatient person! If you don't speak, I'll rip your heart out!" As she spoke, a demonic glint flashed in her eyes, and she used a low-level illusion spell to help alleviate the Daoist boy's fear.

"I...I'm of low status and haven't had much contact with my master. But...my master is very strict when teaching us cultivation..." The Daoist boy felt his heart gradually calming down and began to talk to Yan Ruo.

"Really? Hehe—so, do you like your master?" Yan Ruo's expression changed faster than flipping through a book, and she asked with a beaming smile.

"It's alright... I wouldn't say I like him, but I don't dislike him either..."

"Then do you think I'm pretty?" Yan Ruo said, suddenly grabbing the young Taoist boy's hand and slipping it under the loose hem of his vest, directly pressing it against her soft, silky breast. The poor young Taoist boy was already very young, and had spent a long time in the closed environment of the Taoist temple, where he had never even thought about touching a woman's body before. When his hand touched Yan Ruo's warm, silky smooth skin under her breast, feeling the elasticity of a mature woman's body, a strong sense of stimulation instantly rushed to his head.

"!!!" The young Taoist boy was instantly ashamed, his face turning bright red, and he almost had a nosebleed! Seeing this, Yan Ruo was overjoyed. She gently swayed the boy's hand across her lower breast while leaning closer to his face. "You're still so shy, aren't you? -- Hehe -- Let me see if you're really shy --?" [First release of m-series resource aggregation] As she spoke, she reached down with her left hand and swiftly grabbed the boy's genitals, seizing his penis through the fabric.

"Ahhh -- it's so hard! I thought you were shy, but you're a little pervert too --," Yan Ruo's smooth little hand held a penis that, while not large, was as hard as if it contained bone. The boy was even more embarrassed that such a private part of his body was being so openly grasped by a woman. He tried to pull his hand away from under Yan Ruo's breasts, but he couldn't.

"No... I didn't!... Ah!" the boy tried to argue, but Yan Ruo simply ripped off her pants! She widened her bright, beautiful eyes, excitedly examining the young Taoist's penis: "Hmm...it's not very big, but for this age, it's really rare to have this size—so hard, is it a dog's penis...? Haha—I've hit the jackpot again!" she thought happily, her jade-like finger directly touching the boy's erect yet still pinkish penis.

The young Taoist's entire body tensed, a low growl escaping his throat, as he struggled to utter, "It's just...I'm not used to it...I'm...not...a little pervert!"

Yan Ruo's alluring eyes were fixed on the boy's penis, which was covered by fair, tender skin with fine, bluish-purple veins visible. Unlike many young boys, the foreskin wasn't long, and the pink glans, thicker than the shaft, protruded boldly, a drop of bright, transparent liquid hanging from its tip. Yan Ruo extended her index finger, scraped the drop of liquid onto her fingertip, and held it up to the young Taoist's eyes, chuckling lewdly, "This...do you know what it is?"

The young Taoist boy had no idea what this was. He shook his head in confusion. Yan Ruo chuckled, "Hehe—this is proof that you're a little pervert—" she said, raising her finger and slowly bringing it closer to the boy's lips. The boy didn't know what it was, but since it was scraped from his private parts, it must be dirty, maybe even his own urine?

Ugh, so disgusting! Thinking this, he quickly closed his eyes and mouth tightly, turning his head to one side, his facial features contorted.

"Hahaha—so cute—ah…mmm…", Yan Ruo laughed, but didn't continue. She twisted her finger and inserted it directly into her full, cherry-like lips. Then, while gazing affectionately at the boy, she sweetly sucked on her fingertip as if savoring a delicacy: "Ha…so fragrant—it really has a lot of spirit, different from ordinary little cuties—".

The boy didn't feel Yan Ruo's finger getting closer, so he instinctively opened his eyes, only to see her sucking on his finger. Unaware of the truth, he felt a wave of nausea wash over him and blurted out, "That place... is filthy..."

"Dirty?" Yan Ruo, who had already swallowed all the liquid, smiled mischievously upon hearing the young Taoist's words. She leaned down, her face only two inches away from the swollen, tender glans. "So, is it dirty? Ah—um…" she pouted and sucked the entire penis into her mouth in one gulp.

"Slurp—slurp—um… I'm telling you… that's your… slurp—heat… slurp—proof—ah… it means… slurp— slurp—you're ready… slurp—to enter a woman's body… slurp—" Yan Ruo said indistinctly as she frantically licked and sucked the tender penis. The young Taoist was still a virgin; how could he withstand her sensual stimulation? He felt his penis surrounded by a wet, hot mouth, her nimble tongue playfully roaming the shaft, glans, coronal sulcus, and urethral opening. Intense pleasure rose from his lower body, and he was completely speechless.

"Ugh—ah—!!!!" A moan, both pleasurable and bittersweet, finally escaped her lips. Yan Ruo greedily sucked on the boy's penis, occasionally stimulating the glans with her tongue, which was constantly oozing clear fluid. Sometimes she would spit out the shaft and instead lick the boy's white, hairless scrotum. The boy trembled all over from her intense stimulation, the muscles in his lower abdomen and perineum contracting in waves.

"Hmm? You're about to ejaculate? You little pervert—you're too impatient—" Yan Ruo reluctantly released the glistening penis, still licking the red glans, as if bidding farewell to a lover, causing the boy to tremble again. She looked around and said, "This place isn't very nice. Our first time should happen in a quiet environment, don't you think?" "After saying that, she stood up, turned to the side, and made a hand seal. Countless silver-white spider silks shot out once again from her slender, date-shaped navel. This time, however, they didn't stick to the walls on either side, but instead spun rapidly around the two of them, quickly weaving a huge silk cocoon that enveloped them. The outside light was already dim, and the silk cocoon was even darker. Yan Ruo snapped her fingers, and the spiderweb binding the boy dispersed. At the same time, the spider silk on the inner wall of the cocoon glowed with a white fluorescence, illuminating the interior clearly.

"This is our new home—I'll 'eat' you right here—hehehe—" Yan Ruo reached behind her back, flicked her wrist, and her silk vest, no longer restraining her, cascaded down her smooth, unhindered skin, completely exposing her beautiful breasts—full like the finest peaches yet seemingly unaffected by gravity, proudly perky upwards—to the young Taoist boy.

Whoosh! Yan Ruo didn't even need to look to feel two pairs of surprised and curious gazes fixed on her chest. She knew her body held a fatal allure for any man, and a smug smile crept across her face, her chest seeming to stand even higher. Sure enough, the boy, who had been struggling just moments before, now stared intently at Yan Ruo's breasts like a mouse discovering sesame oil, a mix of curiosity, shyness, longing, and excitement surging within him.

"Hey—what are you looking at?" "Without even blinking—" Yan Ruo found it amusing and reminded the young Taoist boy.

"Ah!? Oh! ...No...nothing..." The boy snapped out of his daze, quickly averting his gaze, his face turning even redder, stammering. He secretly thought, "This...this is a woman's body...? It's really...so beautiful...Can I touch it? It feels so soft and smooth...No...no! She's a demoness! They killed Master! They're bad people! ...But such a beautiful woman...how could she be a bad person...?" He thought blankly, his penis, which hadn't completely softened, slowly hardened again.

Yan Ruo came to the boy, looking down at him; the boy only reached her abdomen. She gently stroked the young Taoist boy's hair and laughed, "Look at you, your little penis is up again, isn't it?" "You still say you're not a little pervert—"

The young Taoist was filled with shame, but then Yan Ruo said, "Little pervert, I'm going to punish you by making you do something for your sister—"

"What is it...?" Being a child at heart, the young Taoist hurriedly asked.

"Um... help your sister undo this button—" Yan Ruo turned around so her back was to him, and what came into his view was her jade-like back, almost completely covered by her long, wavy hair, and the shapely curves of her figure wrapped in a green gauze skirt. Yan Ruo pointed to a button on the side of her skirt, indicating that the boy should undo it.

"Gulp..." The boy nervously swallowed, vaguely guessing what extraordinary thing would appear after he untied the button. He reached out and grabbed the button, but didn't immediately untie it. Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Yan Ruo bent over slightly, sticking her round buttocks out even higher, swaying them in front of the young Taoist: "Hmm—hurry up..."

The boy gritted his teeth and untied the button. The gauze skirt covering Yan Ruo's buttocks and jade legs lost its hold and slipped down with a snap. The young Taoist's eyes blurred, and large expanses of snow-white female body appeared before him: a pair of long, straight hooks Her legs were like jade, connected to two exaggeratedly bulging buttocks that trembled slightly. The mons pubis at the base of her thighs was full, a pure and beautiful tender pink, like a persimmon held between her legs, and seemingly glistening with dew… The young Taoist was completely captivated by this wondrous sight. All he could do was try his best to control himself, resisting the urge to reach out and touch it, so he didn't notice the change in Yan Ruo's posture.

Yan Ruo slowly knelt down, her hands supporting her weight on the ground, assuming a rear-entry position, her plump buttocks moving closer to the boy.

"Ah—", a heart-stirring, melodious cry escaped Yan Ruo's small mouth [Author zzjzzj], its lingering sound echoing within the silken cocoon for a long time. Her buttocks had already collided with the boy's lower body, her full, protruding, tender red vulva tightly pressed against that beautiful penis. The young penis was so hard, and her wet, beautiful vulva was so delicate; the moment they made contact, the large glans sank directly between the two labia. Although it wasn't actual penetration, the pleasure from the contact of their genitals was so intense. If this little Taoist boy hadn't been born with a good foundation of spiritual energy, he probably would have already been moaning and growling while ejaculating his precious virgin semen.

"Ah... um... sister... no... ah!" The little Taoist boy, inexperienced in sexual intercourse, didn't know what to do. With the swaying of Yan Ruo's beautiful buttocks, the glans was stuck in the crevice of her buttocks, searching up and down, but it just couldn't find its way in.

"Ha—you called me sister?" "Then I'll give you another big gift, my lecherous little brother—" She temporarily let go of the little Taoist boy and stood up again, but still kept her back to him: "I'll count to three, and then I'll turn around. But... after I turn around, I don't want to see you, you little lecher, still wearing your clothes, hehehe—one…"

Whether it was Yan Ruo's words that had magic power or the little Taoist boy himself was already burning with lust, he hurriedly lifted his foot and completely pulled down the pants hanging on his knees.

"Two—"

The little Taoist boy unbuttoned his clothes.

"Three!" "—I'm here—" Yan Ruo turned around to face the young Daoist boy. For a moment, time seemed to stand still, and the whole world seemed to consist only of this naked man and woman.

"Hmm, very good—come here—" Being a female demon who feeds on essence, Yan Ruo only paused for a moment before recovering. The boy also came to his senses. He suppressed his shame, his gaze, filled with a hungry and thirsty intensity that seemed to want to devour him whole, slowly moving towards Yan Ruo's body.

Yan Ruo sat down again, her two long, perfect legs spreading wide, fully displaying her damp vulva to the Daoist boy. Then, a plump, beautiful foot slowly climbed up the young Daoist boy's thigh.

"Ah…" the Daoist boy exclaimed, his entire body flushing red. Goosebumps rose wherever Yan Ruo's foot touched. Yan Ruo's long legs continued upwards, her foot reaching the Daoist boy's chest, slowly circling, occasionally playfully teasing his small nipples with her toes.

"I...feel...strange...ah—!!!" The boy was already panting heavily from being teased. To his surprise, Yan Ruo's other foot wrapped around his, while her foot slid down from his chest. Her two feet, slightly bent, came together, trapping his penis between them. Then, Yan Ruo stared into his eyes with a malicious smile, her jade-like feet slowly caressing his penis.

This young Taoist was like a blank sheet of paper, knowing nothing, never even masturbating, so naturally he couldn't imagine Yan Ruo serving his private parts like this. Enveloped by Yan Ruo's soft, smooth soles, he felt all the blood rushing to his brain and genitals, his vision tinged with red. He had never experienced such a breathtaking feeling before, and this feeling was spreading throughout his body.

"Hehe, are you very hot?" A seductive voice rang in the young Taoist's ear, and he, already feeling as if he were floating on clouds, nodded vigorously without thinking.

"Hmm...then come a little closer...I can cool you off—" Yan Ruo said, clamping the little Taoist boy's glans between her legs, gently pulling her legs back to guide him closer. The boy,

bewildered, approached Yan Ruo, his feet now only centimeters from her genitals. Yan Ruo smiled mischievously, hooking the boy's buttocks with her foot. The boy lost his balance and fell forward with a cry of surprise.

"Ouch!" The boy instinctively flailed his arms, trying to grab onto something. He expected to fall flat on his face, but instead, he felt a full, elastic touch, and his body was caught by a soft, fragrant "cushion." His vision blurred. He looked up and met a pair of alluring eyes, full of spring water. Although they were filled with affection, he still saw the hunger, lust, and cruelty hidden beneath the innocence.

Yes. At this moment, Yan Ruo was like a spider eager for food, while the Daoist boy was like a moth drawn into a web of lust.

"Come—I'll take you to a fairyland you've never imagined, to experience the happiest things in the world—" With the tempting feast before her, Yan Ruo abandoned all pretense. She tightly embraced the boy with her jade-like arms, her tender red tongue passionately licking his face, neck, chest, and other parts of his body. While savoring his tender

, youthful body, she murmured, "So smooth…so fragrant…you're even more tender than…a girl…" "Ah—! I can't…I—!! Uh—how strange!—" Goosebumps covered his entire body, and the Daoist boy groaned loudly, his body twisting wildly. A penis, erect to its limit, pressed firmly against Yan Ruo's smooth abdomen, throbbing and poking at her abdominal muscles.

"Not yet—we haven't even started—and you can't hold back already? Hehe—" Yan Ruo was actually holding back quite a bit. Normally, with her fiery temper, she'd devour anything she found within ten minutes. This time, however, she'd stumbled upon a truly exquisite delicacy, so she patiently teased and played with it: "You…beg me…beg me and I'll make you feel good—"

The boy was already burning with desire, but he didn't realize it was sexual urge. His lower abdomen and body felt like they were on fire, desperately needing release. Hearing Yan Ruo's words was like grasping at a lifeline; he hurriedly gasped and begged, "I…huff…it hurts so much! Let me…feel good…I can't take it anymore!…please!" "

Hmph…you're not being sincere at all—can't you…say something girls like to hear?"

"What...you like to hear...? Oh...sister is so beautiful...sister...smells so good...please, sister...let me be free! Ah—" Such a young child, like a blank sheet of paper, how could he possibly say anything that "girls like to hear"? Fortunately, the little Taoist was quite clever and knew that praising a woman's beauty was never wrong.

"Hehe—you clever little devil—um...okay—I won't make things difficult for you—" In reality, Yan Ruo's desire was also nearing its peak, and glistening lustful fluids flowed down her smooth inner thighs. She also urgently needed a penis to penetrate her flower hole to fill the emptiness in her body. So, she sat up, nudged the little Taoist to make him lie down, and knelt above the boy's body, her trembling buttocks raised, keeping her vulva above his penis. Streams of translucent lustful fluid flowed down, completely wetting the Taoist's genitals. The lustful toxins in the fluids entered his body through the urethral opening and mucous membrane. Then, Yan Ruo reached out and held the penis while lowering her beautiful buttocks, letting the glans rotate in circles on her wet labia.

"Come on—everything about you... belongs to your sister...soon you can...be free..." Yan Ruo lowered her graceful body, her large, porcelain-white breasts, hanging like bells, pressed against the boy's chest, her cherry lips pressed against his, her tongue forcing open his two rows of white teeth and entering his mouth, exchanging saliva passionately. Her buttocks continued to sink slowly and firmly... "Squeak..." the sound of wet, mucous membranes rubbing against each other.

"Slap..." the soft sound of flesh colliding.

"Ah!—!—!—!—!—!" the two of them simultaneously let out a soul-stirring groan, but the child's groan was more about relief and stimulation, while the woman's groan was more about ecstasy and thirst.

With this insertion, Yan Ruo's lewd and impatient nature was immediately exposed. Her large breasts pressed tightly against the poor boy's chest, the elastic flesh bulging out between their bodies, their mouths slurring and sucking as they passionately kissed. Her slender waist, disproportionate to her large breasts and beautiful buttocks, moved wildly, sometimes flying up and down, sometimes twisting like a snake, looking as if it might break.

Every inch of her vaginal flesh and mucous membrane folds seemed to tremble violently, thoroughly grinding and polishing the young penis, her lewd flower gradually elongating and pressing against the glans, the cervix and urethral opening seemingly kissing each other incessantly.

"Ah—I...can't take it anymore! What...came out!" The boy, who had just tasted the sweetness of flesh, could not bear such a frenzied rape. After only a dozen seconds, he cried out, his lower body muscles spasming, a prelude to ejaculation.

"Oh—", Yan Ruo hurriedly raised her upper body, shooting a spider silk from her navel to firmly bind the base of the penis: "Don't rush... not yet... can't... ah! It's too hard!... can't ejaculate!... are you... going to... pierce through me...? Ah—", the intense friction and thrusting of her genitals brought endless ecstasy, and her moans grew louder and more unrestrained: "Uh ah—hiss... you... little pervert!—this expression of ecstasy... is so cute—ah... um—", Yan Ruo lifted the boy's upper body, pressing him tightly against her jade-like body, and lowered her head to continue kissing him passionately, while her hips continued to move, desperately increasing the speed and force of her thrusts. The boy was small, and this embrace made it seem as if he was sinking into Yan Ruo's body, especially since his two large, soft testicles were squeezed and bulged out from the sides of his neck, and an endless stream of lustful fluid seeped from where their bodies met, flowing down to his buttocks, making a squelching sound.

"Waaaaah—Ugh!!!" The boy's eyes were almost red. After dozens more full-force thrusts from the head to the base, he yelled and began to try to thrust upwards, while his upper body, having left Yan Ruo's cherry lips, turned and took one of her nipples, which was already engorged and hard like a red date, into his mouth.

"Eh?—Ah—!—!—!" Yan Ruo raised her head, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy, and let out a high-pitched, lewd cry: "Ah!—You…you…you…pervert…I…" She intensified her manipulation of the boy: "I…I'll let you…let you…ah—God—so good! It's…so incredibly good!!!"

The two then performed dozens more coordinated thrusting movements, making a loud slapping sound. Yan Ruo gritted her teeth, assumed her position, and prepared to enter the climax that would make her feel like she was in heaven: "Hmph... I wanted to... savor you slowly... Ah—but you... are so... delicious... so don't blame me for... uh—eating you so quickly... I'm just... too hungry..." As she spoke, the demonic markings on her lower body lit up with a green light, and a long tail emerged from behind her buttocks, stretching all the way to above the boy's head. The slit at the end of the tail opened, from which strands of silvery-white liquid flowed out.

"Ah—Ouch!" Yan Ruo's beautiful buttocks slumped down with all her might, and the spider silk at the base of his penis was removed. At the same time, her tail swiftly swooped down, the opening opening wide enough to swallow the boy's entire upper body into his coccyx.

"Ah—Pfft pfft pfft!—" The young Taoist's body was actually prepared to offer his first semen to the beautiful demones before him, but his seminal vesicles had been tightly bound and he couldn't ejaculate. With the sudden removal of the spider silk, before his brain could even react, his young penis began to gush wildly like a water tap. Thick semen slammed against the walls of her flesh like an arrow, most of it being absorbed into the spider demon's uterus, with a small amount flowing downwards, filling Yan Ruo's flower path, and then flowing out from the gap where their bodies were joined.

"Ah—delicious!—delicious!—hiss…ah—" Yan Ruo hugged the boy's upper body, which was completely swallowed by his coccyx, her head tilting back in ecstasy, her flawless body arching backward like a bow. The beautifully sculpted muscles of her lower abdomen rose and fell rhythmically, emitting gurgling sounds of water being sucked in. The tail encasing the little Taoist's upper body also slowly writhed, and the inner wall of the coccyx secreted digestive juices with anesthetic effects.

The little Taoist ejaculated for more than a minute before gradually stopping. Yan Ruo savored the afterglow of her orgasm for a long time before slowly lifting her hips and pulling the penis out of her still unsatisfied lower body, making a squelching sound, as if the two genitals were reluctant to part. Yan Ruo knelt up, covering her lower body, and saw that the little Taoist's penis was still spasming, leaking residual virgin semen. Of course, she wouldn't waste such a delicacy. With a flick of her long tail, she lifted the boy's body, his penis positioned perfectly against her flushed lips. "Mmm—" Yan Ruo leaned in, inhaling the rich scent of semen with ecstasy, then opened her mouth and sucked his penis in, savoring the virgin's first semen imbued with spiritual energy.

In just a few minutes, the boy was completely drained by the insanely thirsty Yan Ruo, unable to ejaculate a single drop of semen. Although his semen had been drained, liquid still trickled from his penis, only now it had turned into the juices of his digestive system, and his once swollen tail gradually deflated. After some time, Yan Ruo finally released the penis, watching with satisfaction as the coccyx slowly swallowed the boy's exposed lower body.

After an unknown amount of time, the enormous silk cocoon split open, revealing a stunningly beautiful woman, naked and alluring. Her breasts seemed even more prominent than before she entered the silk cocoon, and her jade-like body appeared even whiter and more delicate.

She stretched languidly, patting her slightly protruding belly, and murmured to herself with immense satisfaction, "Phew—this was truly an unforgettable experience—" She let out a long breath, glancing around, "Judging from those sounds, they're having a good time too—I'll go find Sister Bing to join them—" With that, the woman swayed her rounded hips, her long, wavy hair bobbing gracefully, and walked with elegant, single-step steps towards the direction from which the screams were loudest… (

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