It was as if he were silently mocking the beauty.
Simon then put his fingers in his mouth, sucking and licking them. The nectar was sweet and musky, an indescribably rich and sensual fragrance that ignited his lust.
The old Simon wouldn't have savored the nectar like this, but since his "rebirth," he found himself with a new addiction.
"Simon" and gluttony are mutually influential; one gave him personality and memories, the other desire and addiction, essentially reverting to that arrogant, unyielding self.
After tasting Inazuma's love juice, Simon licked his lips, suppressing the urge to lick the girl's flower with his tongue. What he craved now was humiliation.
Simon pulled Inazuma's head between his legs, his thick, long penis angled towards her red, tender lips.
"Lick it."
Inazuma knelt on the ground, looking at the large penis, still stained with her best friend's fluids and exuding an indescribable, musky, and pungent scent.
For some reason, she was no longer willing to compromise as before, as if her heart, along with the "Sword of Thor," had been entrusted to the man she loved.
"You're thinking about the God of War?"
"Do you think he'll come to save you again?"
Simon spoke sarcastically. The girl's resolute expression reminded him of that man, and a surge of violent rage welled up within him. Suddenly, he raised his hand, ready to reach for Inazuma's slender neck.
Just then, a tall, slender figure appeared before them.
"Divine Child..." Inazuma's expression was complex, her pretty face slightly flushed, and she nervously bit her lower lip.
The newcomer was, of course, not Xing, but the Ninefold Divine Child. She came before Simon, knelt down beside her friend, and then—gently brushed aside the scattered pink hairs by her ear, parted her cherry lips, and pressed them against her best friend's tightly closed red lips.
A trembling, pink tongue parted her teeth, entwining with her moist tongue. The four delicate, red, and beautifully shaped lips were instantly locked in a passionate kiss.
"Mmm...pop~"
The passionate, wet kiss abruptly ended. Inazuma's almond-shaped eyes were glazed, wondering why her best friend had come at this moment...
The thought had barely formed when, right before her eyes, the goddess leaned forward, her lips, which had just been passionately kissing her, now taking Simon's large glans into her mouth.
"Mmm...slurp..."
Her long, slender neck slid back and forth, her cherry lips swallowing and releasing the large glans. Although she clearly wasn't skilled, the goddess was very serious, sometimes sucking and nibbling, sometimes moving her lips back and forth, sometimes pressing her tongue against his, gazing down at the man.
Why was she doing this?
Inazuma didn't understand for a moment, but it wasn't difficult to figure it out. The goddess could have simply left, but why did she come back like this?
It was for her.
Inazuma's feelings were incredibly complex, just like when she, who had retained her virginity, had willingly offered herself to Simon… and when she had witnessed the man's penis penetrate the goddess's vagina, a streak of blood flowing out.
Thinking of her best friend's sacrifice for her, Inazuma's eyes reddened, and her heart softened.
Beside the large penis, a second pretty face approached, a trembling, tender tongue slowly…approaching the glans.
"Sizzle…" A strange taste spread in her mouth, and the girl shed a tear.
The two women, with their slender waists and arched buttocks, surrounded the enormous penis, kissing and licking it, taking turns swallowing and releasing the glans. The sounds of panting, smacking, and wetness echoed for an unknown duration.
The Lord of Shikijima, General Raiden, naked and dazzlingly white, with her curvaceous and alluring body, squatted atop a long, thick, and uniquely shaped penis, as menacing as a spear.
Her small hand guided the phallus to her smooth, plump labia.
The large, umbrella-shaped glans, with its upturned coronal sulcus, nestled within the soft crevice of her vulva. The tip of the penis was soaked with her own fluids, but the girl didn't sit down.
She knew her best friend was watching from behind, and she knew that if she sat down like this, she would truly be giving herself to another man.
Even when she lost her virginity, she had never taken the initiative.
But she…
"Mmm…" Her slender waist twisted slightly, the muscles between her buttocks tensing, bulging with firm, full muscles, making her figure even more graceful and supple.
But her buttocks sank down little by little.
Perhaps it was the influence of her state of mind, but although her vulva was incredibly wet, it was unusually tight; unlike the Divine Child, Inazuma, although not a power-enhancing ability user, had diligently practiced swordsmanship, and her physique was similar to Tang Lanyan's.
Her vaginal muscles were strong, layer upon layer of tight, fleshy rings gripping and sucking at his massive penis.
Simon grinned. Physically, he was no less than a top-tier enhanced ability user. Even if Tang Lanyan were riding on his penis, he was confident he could penetrate her completely.
Just then, Inazuma's round, firm buttocks had barely reached a third of the way down, trembling and resisting, when he took a deep breath and thrust upwards with all his might.
"Swoosh!"
In an instant, a clean, slicing sound rang out, and his enormous penis was almost entirely inside her tender vagina!
"Ugh…!"
The beauty burst into tears, her plump, snowy buttocks pressed against Simon's lap, warm fluid dripping onto the man's lower abdomen.
A faint, slightly musky scent wafted out, lacking the characteristic pungent smell of urine, but rather like the rich, sweet juice of a tender clam—exquisitely fragrant.
The sobs of Inazama were swallowed by her best friend's long kiss, lost in the entanglement of lips and tongues. Occasionally, a slightly salty, bitter taste mingled with their mingled saliva, a tear falling from who-knows-who.
...
Thousands of kilometers away.
Li Dong sat on the plane, looking out the window at the dark, majestic, pitch-black silhouettes of the deep, ancient forests.
This was Guizhou, and soon he would contact his comrades at the base, returning to the Guizhou base where he had lived for years with Sister Lan Yan and Sister Zhi Ran, a place he knew intimately, a place he could call his second home.
And there was also the "secret message" entrusted to him by Sister Zhi Ran. A mix of homesickness and a strange feeling made him uneasy.
Suddenly, something vibrated deep within his lower abdomen.
It was—the Thunder God's Sword.
Since entering his dantian, it had been remarkably gentle, almost imperceptible.
Why was it vibrating now?
It seemed to subtly want to detach from his body and return to Shiki Island… But after a while, the vibration gradually subsided, leaving only a slight, mournful tremor.
For some reason, Li Dong also felt a sense of unease, a bad premonition.
However, the most important thing now was to find the secret message left by Sister Zhiran. He could only suppress this matter and investigate what had happened on Shiki Island when he had the time.
Thirty minutes later.
The plane landed, but no one came to pick him up.
The base was deep in the mountains, and for secrecy, there were no roads leading to it; it could only be reached by military helicopters.
Therefore, to return, he needed guidance from his comrades at the base, or for the military to send someone to meet him.
But when the crowd dispersed, he still hadn't seen the person he'd contacted…
Forgot?
That was almost impossible. Even a well-trained team member might forget; he'd already reported it using Zhi Ran's access in Shen City. The central system wouldn't forget.
Then there was probably only one possibility—something terrible had happened at the base!