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As the supreme god who governs the concepts of life and death, if she and Celestia had a single thought, Qin He would immediately be elevated to the position of a new god responsible for the reproduction of all living beings in the world. However, Qin He was not satisfied with this.

What he desires is a chaotic authority on par with the four gods. And this means that Heraheim will never cooperate with him.

She knew that her "man" was a new god who was not afraid to fight against life and death, a great being who pursued chaos.

Just thinking about it made Miria feel her heart melt completely. She was willing to entrust everything to this man who loved her and Mira.

……

Her plump, well-proportioned, long, and rounded lines are something even the most skilled sculptor would find difficult to replicate. Miria's perfect legs are now entwined in a wanton manner, and her high heels are sticking out even higher.

One of them was half-undressed, just hooked on the toe. A cold, hardened heel, the size of a boiled egg, was exposed.

With each powerful thrust, Miria swayed her beautiful buttocks between Qin He's legs as if riding a wild horse.

—She could only dream about it, given how weak and sore Miria's back was. Even if Qin He himself lay down, she might not be able to get used to the exploitative position of being on top.

The main thing was her pair of uncontrollable, snowy, clam-like feet hidden inside her honeypot. Upon seeing Qin He's penis, she began to suckle it vigorously.

If Qin He didn't find a way to solve the problem of how to contract and expand those two beautiful lobes of flesh, he was afraid she would hurt herself when she was in a hurry to squat down and squeeze.

After all, Miria is not a pure warrior; her strength is still based on magic.

A pair of slender, snow-white hands could only cling to and embrace the man's neck, their jade fingers, adorned with icy blue nail polish, unconsciously sinking into Qin He's back.

She nestled against Qin He's shoulder, her cherry lips parted, panting and moaning softly.

Her long, curved eyelashes trembled like fans, her beautiful, dark eyes were dreamy, and her entire gorgeous and elegant face was filled with indescribable allure and desire.

"Is...me?"

In that instant, Miria felt as if she were in the world of the sexual encounters Mira had told her about.

The feeling was as if I were overlapping with Mira, who had spent the whole night making love with Qin He, and sharing the same happiness as her.

Shyness and desire, happiness and satisfaction, instantly blended into an intense pleasure. Miria's two engorged vulva immediately coiled around her.

"Hiss~whoosh..."

Qin He shuddered involuntarily, and his vigorous thrusting stopped abruptly.

Maintaining the deepest union, the glans penis was sucked by the fleshy rings of the cervix, causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation. All the muscles in his body tensed and contracted uncontrollably, and the ovarian sac throbbed as if poised for release.

Clearly, Qin He was ready to pour thick semen into her vagina again.

Qin He felt that the depths of Miria's honey hole suddenly began to pulsate like waves, and every fold of flesh seemed to transform into agile tentacles.

The grinding and twisting process is accompanied by a more powerful peristaltic suction force.

The vaginal cavity, which should have been cool, smooth, and warm, was now hot, muddy, and tight from the friction of the thrusting. Let alone actually thrusting inside, even the slightest movement could cause ejaculation on the spot.

Even someone as strong as Qin He felt that he needed to have sex with Miria a few more times as a way to strengthen his ability to adapt to her exquisite and alluring vagina.

The forcefully fixed urethral opening was sucked into a hot, tight, and plump little fleshy pot.

Miria's honeypot feet were the most unique type he had ever encountered.

He didn't even need to control the rhythm of the forceful penetration; the fleshy rings seemed to gently nibble at him as they sucked and welcomed him into his palace.

Or rather, Miria is the kind of exquisite woman who can perfectly utilize any part of her body for the act of ejaculation.

The fleshy ring was incredibly tantalizing, and the inside of the uterus was as smooth as if it were constantly soaked with honey. The glans, which had been working hard for a long time, finally found a satisfactory place to plant its seed.

The penis was fixed in place between the uterine cavity and the vaginal opening, unable to move, and then the surrounding flesh walls began to uncontrollably twist and entwine around it.

For a moment, Qin He had the illusion that she was a female knight trapped in a tentacle trap.

—Of course, that's impossible. Qin He had driven this sperm-draining trap to a frenzied climax, his honeyed fluids gushing from his tight vaginal cavity, even soaking the dressing mirror.

Streams of thick semen gushed out of the vas deferens like artillery fire, shooting out fiercely and rapidly, instantly causing Miria's clitoris to tremble and throb with pleasure, the burning sensation overwhelming her uterus.

"Oh, this way, it will definitely... it will definitely result in the birth of a baby that belongs to His Highness Qin He... a baby that belongs to my husband."

Not knowing anything about fertilization or the conception rate of organisms, Miria only subconsciously felt that she was about to become a mother.

Even though Mira and Qin He had done it so many times, her belly never got round.

But regarding Mira's account of the new life's birth, which existed solely for Qin He,...

Miria desperately wanted to give birth to a daughter for Qin He herself.

Miria raised her jade-like neck, and her snow-white skin, damp with fragrant sweat, quickly began to cool. The thin mist of sweat immediately condensed into white frost, which Qin He pushed against her skin and caused to slide off.

Panting heavily, her body soft and alluring.

It sounded like a little girl's sob; no one could imagine that the aloof and peerless Duchess Shepard would make such a sound.

Even after ejaculating, Qin He was still not satisfied and continued to insert his penis into the tender cavity.

He lifted the Duchess back onto the leather sofa, where her full, rounded mounds were overflowing with semen and flowing with honey-like fluid.

The lingering pleasure of ejaculation still sent shivers down my spine like a drumbeat. My vaginal muscles were still gently sipping, savoring the afterglow of the climax.

As the beauty walked with the spear in hand, the movement of her steps and the natural response of her body complemented each other perfectly. It was so exhilarating it sent shivers down my spine.

The penis, soaked in honey, quickly regained its hardness after its initial slight soreness. Although the ejaculation had slightly scraped the vas deferens, it did not affect its firm and erect erection once more.

Miria trembled and moaned softly, as if an invisible snake was crawling up her smooth back.

This made her unable to resist gently twisting her waist and hips, causing her honey hole to grip the penis even tighter and more tightly!

Qin He suppressed his pleasure and did not immediately begin thrusting. Instead, he had Miria sit firmly on the sofa with her plump buttocks.

Then, he picked up one of her jade-like legs, placed her fair and plump calf in the crook of his arm, and let her slender foot in high heels swing gently.

Qin He's breathing deepened slightly as he once again grasped the calf between his arms, lifting the beautifully shaped leg. The exquisite, smooth texture of that leg gave him a profound sense of conquest.

Once the calf was hoisted onto the shoulder, the slender calf extended far beyond the shoulder.

In this position, Miria's slender waist was arched, her snowy buttocks wide open, revealing her honeyed vulva. Unable to maintain her balance, she could only tightly wrap her jade-like arms around Qin He's neck.

Qin He pressed his cheek against the Duchess's smooth, delicate, and snow-white legs, indulging in the exquisite softness of her elven legs.

His tongue quickly moved to her chest, teasing her full, firm breasts with its meandering licks. It then slid down her neck to her delicate collarbone.

He reached out and removed her blindfold, instantly revealing her beautiful, tear-streaked eyes, as if she had been crying.

Then look at the tender, smooth, and plump pale pink peach tips, which curve endlessly in my arms, revealing an endless expanse of translucent white.

Jade Peak was full and plump like a melon, its fleshy texture appearing exceptionally tender. The lingering fragrance of milk that had not yet been fully consumed wafted from between the nipples, mingling with the cool, subtle scent of the skin beneath and the freshness of sweat.

Qin He wanted to taste it himself again.

Chapter 468 Mirat Blended Milk Brew

Faced with this blatant temptation, Qin He opened his mouth and covered the areola, almost as easily as eating a peeled hard-boiled egg, without any resistance.

Smooth and moist, tender as powder, a delicate and soft mound of flesh. Soon, cool and sweet milk gushed from his mouth, soothing his thirst.

As his tongue licked up her plump breasts, he inhaled repeatedly as his nose pressed against her mounds, savoring not only his tongue but also his nose and cheeks, experiencing Miria's delicate and fragrant embrace from every angle.

From the collarbone to the nipple, it was smooth and soft, rising and falling high... The milk was so tender that it was almost sticky on the tongue, and it was sweet enough to make him instantly aroused.

Combined with Miria's intoxicating fragrance, it was like a ripe peach hanging on a branch, rich and enchanting, attracting bees and butterflies.

Qin He's tongue darted between the soft, smooth breasts, licking and sucking, swallowing the two high areolas whole and greedily drinking them in.

Below, of course, nothing was idle either. The engorged, thick, and fiery penis, like a ferocious dragon, thrust in and out of the smooth, white flesh of Miria's honeyed orifice, employing every possible method.

Qin He was about to fuck her two fleshy openings until they were completely subdued, so that they would never dare to restrain this invincible penis again.

"Wow... Ah, so amazing, ah... Wow~"

So, when it comes to actual sex, I realize how... vulnerable I am. Mira had said back then that Qin He might drive her to the brink of death.

Now that I think about it, that kind of pleasure was more than just going through the motions of life and death.

The plump beauty couldn't help but shake her head, her face flushed, her ice-blue hair disheveled, and even a few strands of hair were stuck between her lips and teeth.

Her face contorted in a mixture of pain and sobbing, making her appear exceptionally lewd and tragic.

Seeing this, Qin He stopped teasing the peach tip that was gushing out large amounts of fresh milk, pressed his chest against her breasts and took her half-open cherry lips into his mouth.

Startled by the sudden kiss, Miria let out a soft sob and her tongue flicked out as she passionately embraced Qin He in a kiss.

Feeling Miria's instinctive response, Qin He's penis swelled and throbbed with lust.

He simply lifted Miria's other long leg as well, pinning both legs to the left and right in the crook of his arms.

In this way, the slender and voluptuous beauty clung to him like a fleshy toy.

Her jade-like buttocks and snowy hips were directly facing the phallus, and with each powerful thrust of her waist, her snowy buttocks, hanging in the air, were pounded with a loud slapping sound.

Her buttocks rippled and swayed with each powerful thrust, bobbing up and down in small, swinging motions like a swing, perfectly complementing the erection of his penis.

As her snowy buttocks and waist thrust in and out dozens of times in an instant, a strong, thick, and menacing penis repeatedly entered and exited between her two round, snowy buttocks.

It occasionally ploughed out the powdery rouge, and even dug out the honey that had been pounded into powder and the dripping semen from Miria's hole.

Qin He walked around while he was being fucked, to the point that he even wandered around the entire detached villa.

A torrential downpour fell in front of the dressing mirror, and several puddles of icy dew dripped onto the carpet.

Then he was going to present the program that had been added for Miria—

Qin He carried her to the windowsill, thrusting into her wildly as he went. He placed her plump, white buttocks against the window, twisting his waist and pumping his hips with all his might!

"Miriah... someone's here~"

While kneading Miria Shevor's round, voluptuous breasts, Qin He whispered devilish words in the ear of the noble Duchess Shepar.

As they spoke, their gazes both turned to the window. There stood a voluptuous, snow fairy girl.

Her exquisitely curvaceous body was clad in a pure white robe. Even the sheer, openwork eye mask matched Miria's white color.

Her beauty and liveliness were tinged with a pitiful yet alluring innocence. She looked as if...she was eagerly anticipating making love with Qin He.

Indeed, that was the case. Mira was not only wearing the same robes as Miria today, but she had also deliberately altered the fabric beneath her to be thin and sheer, clearly revealing her delicate, snowy breasts.

Upon arriving at Qin He's villa, she used magic to change into this "sexual pleasure robe"—a robe that, with a simple lift of her skirt, allowed her to raise her beautiful buttocks and allow Qin He to thrust and cultivate within them.

Mira's buttocks were also round and full, although they were slightly narrow and thin, but only two sizes smaller than Miria's.

With her ample bosom, like a top-quality meat gourd, if she lived another two hundred years, she would be another exquisite beauty.

But this beautiful, innocent-looking girl, whose only apparent allure was her figure and clothing, was instead peering around at the villa's entrance—

Even after confirming that no one was around, she lifted her skirt to reveal a glimpse of her alluring figure beneath.

"No, she opened her jade gates wide." She positioned her delicate body completely against Qin He's villa, then spoke in an extremely seductive and wanton voice, almost like someone in heat:

"Qin He~ Come here! I specially changed into the same robe as my aunt today. Mira's little hole is so tingly and itchy right now. I want to use your big popsicle to... cool her down and beat the heat!"

Because of Qin He's certain tastes, these windows were fitted with one-way glass.

Unaware of this, Miria, who was being relentlessly penetrated by Qin He against the window, gritting her teeth to suppress her pleasure, couldn't help but tremble slightly upon hearing this.

"Okay~ Mira, but I want you to sit on those stone steps over there. Spread your legs wide open, suck your own milk while I use the teleportation portal to fuck you."

"You're not allowed to drink the breast milk yourself, but you have to pour it into my glass and make me a milk wine! If you can do that, I'll come down and do it with you."

After Lucia's modifications, the spatial portal magic now has the additional function of cleaning up traces of love fluid and semen according to Qin He's wishes.

In other words, if Qin He wanted to, he could easily use the thrusting frequency of a Saint-level expert to simultaneously pleasure the flesh of hundreds or thousands of women.

At the same time, it can also allow each drop of semen to be separately ejaculated into their restless wombs.

"Alright~ you big pervert, if I make a suitable milk wine, you have to drink it all~"

"Ha...Your Highness Qin He...please, draw the curtains. Don't, don't let Mira see. Don't go with Mira...stay with me..."

Subconsciously, Miria wanted to possess Qin He's tenderness exclusively. At least for this one day, she didn't want to give Qin He to another woman.

Qin He understood about 70% of what was going on, but for every word Miria said, he would kiss her.

"Ha~ Then my duchess, you'll have to find a way to use more charm to lock my cock inside your perfect cunt so it can't be pulled out."

Qin He savored Duchess Shepard's tongue while admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window.

Although Mira was once a noble lady, she learned some bartending skills from the rabbit-eared girl Jasmine and the cow girl Eileen.

Anyway... for someone like Qin He who's a hardcore breast fetishist, he'll drink every last drop of any wine that contains their breast milk.

Mira then unbuttoned her robe and pulled out her voluptuous breasts, which were exposed from the silk fabric, from her underwear—as if these beautiful things didn't belong to her, she just grabbed them and tugged at the nipples.

The scene, accompanied by the sweet milk overflowing from the cherry-pink buds and Mira's increasingly flushed cheeks, becomes all the more erotic.

"Qin He~ You big bad guy, I'm telling you... when I was expressing breast milk, were you peeking at me?"