Ivana’s pleasure was too much, her senses drowning, her body teetering on collapse.
"Aah, Deus!" she cried into the kiss softly, her voice breaking, her pussy spasming again, another climax looming. Her hands clutched his chest, nails grazing his divine muscles, her eyes wide, staring at his closed-eyed face up close, unaware he sensed her gaze.
He rammed harder, a sudden, fierce thrust that pushed her over the edge, her pussy clamping down hard, a flood of love juices gushing out, coating his cock, dripping onto the sheets.
Her muffled moan erupted against his lips, her body convulsing, her eyes rolling back, tears streaming, her tongue lolling, drool glistening in blissful abandon.
Deus felt her spasming pussy, the tight, pulsing grip milking him, pushing his pleasure to the brink.
His groans grew rougher, his cock throbbing violently, the heat in his core exploding. With a final, deep thrust, he roared, breaking the kiss, his cock pulsing as he released a thick, hot load of cum deep inside her, creampieing her with a surge of divine essence.
The creampie was intense—his cum flooding her tight pussy, warm and creamy, filling her completely, seeping into her spasming walls.
Each pulse sent fresh waves of hot semen gushing, coating her insides, the excess oozing out with her love juices, creating a slick, creamy mess that dripped from her cunt, pooling on the sheets.
The sensation was mind-blowing—her pussy squeezing every drop, the heat amplifying his climax, her twitching walls making each spurt a divine explosion.
Ivana moaned loudly, her body trembling, the warmth of his load pushing her into another wave of ecstasy, her pussy clenching, her thighs quaking, her joints weak.
She collapsed onto the bed, her limbs limp, unable to hold herself in position anymore, her perky breasts heaving, her white hair splayed, her sweat-slicked skin glistening.
Her moans faded into soft gasps, her eyes half-lidded, her face flushed with exhaustion and bliss, her body spent, pushed to her mortal limit.
Deus pulled out, his cock still hard, throbbing, slick with their mingled juices, his chest heaving, his glowing eyes scanning her trembling form.
’Someone with her strength can only go one round, huh?’ he thought, a smirk tugging at his lips.
’This is gonna be a bit troublesome...’ His gaze dropped to his dick, still pulsing with unspent desire, his divine stamina far from sated. Ivana was at her limit, her fragile human body no match for his godly hunger, even with her 5-star Souler breakthrough.
He transmitted a single word to Mira, his voice a low, commanding pulse in her mind. "Come."
The room was thick with the scent of sex and cum...
Meanwhile, Ivana lay trembling on the bed, her body sweaty—white hair matted, perky breasts heaving, her pussy dripping with Deus’s creamy load, glistening in the dim light. Her eyes were heavy, fluttering, her breaths deep and ragged, her body still buzzing from the peak pleasure no mortal could fathom.
She wanted to keep going, to drown in the ecstasy forever, but her body betrayed her.
Her pussy was sore, throbbing from Deus’s relentless pounding, his intensity perfectly tuned to her limit but merciless within it. Sleep tugged at her, her limbs weak, her mind foggy.
She barely registered the door opening, Mira’s figure a hazy blur as she walked in, before Ivana’s eyes closed, and she fell deep into a blissful, exhausted sleep.
The door creaked open, and Mira stepped into the room, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes gleaming with knowing confidence.
Deus’s gaze snapped to her, raking over her curves as she sauntered toward the bed, her thick thighs swaying, her huge melons straining against her blouse, her fat ass rolling with each step.
To his eyes, she looked like a sexy hero, a goddess come to sate his burning hunger, her presence a spark that reignited his lust.
His throbbing cock twitched, still hard, slick with Ivana’s juices and his cum, pulsing with desire, his glowing eyes locked on Mira, hungry and unyielding.
Mira’s smile widened as she caught sight of his dick, a glint of amusement in her gaze.
’As expected, just the Empress isn’t enough,’ she thought, her confidence unshaken. ’She’s stronger than most, but still a mortal. She can’t handle the wild desire of a God.’
Looking at his lustful gaze, she didn’t need Deus to say a word; she knew what he wanted, her body already filled with anticipation.
With a slow, sensual grace, she reached for the string shoulder of her blouse, tugging it loose, letting the fabric slip down her arms, pooling at her feet.
Her bra followed, unhooked with a deft flick, her huge melons spilling free, their plush, weight bouncing softly, her erect nipples dark and hard, catching the light.
She slid her panties down her thick thighs, stepping out of them, her fat ass jiggling faintly, her juicy pussy glistening, already wet with arousal.
Deus’s eyes roamed her nakedness, unashamed, drinking in her mature, curvaceous beauty—huge melons swaying, fat ass rounded and inviting, her skin glowing with a faint sheen of oil, her confidence a fucking aphrodisiac.
His cock throbbed harder, a low growl rumbling in his chest, his divine senses buzzing with anticipation.
Mira stood before him, a vision of raw, divine femininity, her smile sultry, her body ready to take on his godly hunger where Ivana had faltered.
The room was thick with heat, the air heavy with the scent of sex, Ivana’s soft, sleeping breaths a faint backdrop to the charged silence between Deus and Mira.
Her naked curves loomed, a promise of pleasure, the echo of Ivana’s moans and Deus’s grunts still lingering, Deus’ list already reignited by Mira’s bold arrival.
Mira caught Deus’s hungry gaze, her sultry smile widening, a playful glint in her eyes. She opened her palm, and a small bottle of oil materialized, gleaming in the dim light.
"Brought this with me..." she purred, her voice low and teasing, her thick thighs shifting as she stood before him.