"Mmph—! Nnngh~!"
Sylvea's mouth was covered—her own hand clamped over her lips, muffling the desperate sounds trying to escape. Her green eyes widened to their limits, pupils blown with shock and terror.
Behind her, Tianlong's cock was buried balls deep inside her pussy. He gave a slow, deliberate stroke.
Pah—
"Ahhhn~!" The sound came out strangled against her palm.
Her back arched involuntarily as his thick shaft dragged against her oversensitive walls. Both his hands moved to her tits, fingers finding those horn nipples and pinching hard.
Milk sprayed from the tips, adding to the puddle spreading beneath them.
But none of the women at the entrance could see them.
An illusion shimmered in the air—a perfect replica of an empty chamber. Sylvea had cast it the moment the doors began opening, using the last reserves of her mana to create a barrier of invisibility around them.
Yet she'd made a critical mistake.
