Clan Leader Ye Wanshu smiled and positioned himself at the back of Shi Ling, positioning the tip of his dragon on her sacred cave which was spread by grand elder himself.
"Spouchhh"
He spit on the gap and with one force, Ye Wanshu entered inside Shi Ling.
Shi Ling cried out in pain; a sharp sound quickly stifled as her cries transformed into a string of involuntary moans.
The Grand Elder smirked, a look of lecherous satisfaction on his face. "Brother... it's been years since we've tasted a woman together, and not some random one, but someone of her Caliber," he rasped, slapping Shi Ling's buttock.
He then roughly pulled her head back for a kiss, which she submitted easily and opens her mouth to accept his tongue filled with salvia.
His movements were harsh and practiced; this was clearly not the first time he had subjected her to such treatment. On the other side, Clan Leader Ye Wanshu increased his pace, a low grunt escaping his lips.
