The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 539 - Hopelessly lost

"Q-Qingyi... what are you nghnn... doing?" Lingxue stammered, shock widening her eyes while Qingyi parted her dress, his mouth quickly sealing over one of her soft, pink nipples.

"Recovering my energy..." Qingyi murmured back, his hands clutching Lingxue's massive breasts and kneading them hard, as the initial rush of warm, creamy milk flooded his mouth.

Indeed, this was the purest Qi milk he'd ever encountered, his energy stores surging with vitality as power coursed through his frame.

"Aghnn... is that milk?" Lingxue gasped, sensing Qingyi's palms roaming across her pale, enormous mounds like he was milking some farm animal.

His strength was rebounding nicely, yet why choose such a lewd and mortifying method?

Her palms pressed onto Qingyi's firm shoulders, though she made no effort to shove him off.

She twisted her body, confronting Lanyin, whose cheeks burned red, staring in disbelief at how wildly her matriarch's bushy tail wagged while that guy fondled her.

Was there truly no fight left in her?

"Uh... I never imagined you two were so intimate, Matriarch... now it all makes sense..." Lanyin spun away, preparing to depart.

Her sleek black gown hugged the swell of her flawless rear, those full cheeks bouncing lightly with her single step backward.

"Oh, you're staying right here!" Lingxue called sharply, reaching out with one hand. "We'll assist young master Qingyi with this together."

"Hey! Nghnn..." Lanyin yelped as the Matriarch's potent Qi yanked her close, ripping her neckline apart and letting her heavy, ample bosom bounce free.

Before any protest could form, Qingyi loomed over her, his lips capturing one nipple while his palms slid along the slender waists of both stunning women.

Those hands trailed to their rear and descended toward their rumps.

*Clap!* *Clap!*

Sharp, slick smacks rang out as Qingyi's palms struck those ideal cheeks, his digits digging into the lush, damp flesh.

His lust points skyrocketed, mirroring the women's own desire, which had already surpassed seventy percent.

"Ah..." His mouth released, Lanyin's nipple slipping free with a gentle, moist pop, trails of pearly milk dripping over her flawless, rounded breasts.

A grin crossed his face as he checked his status panel.

Name: Long Qingyi

Age: 22

Cultivation: First Stage Of The Ancestral Emperor's Realm (300T lust points to upgrade)

Mana Manipulation: Eleventh Ring (500T lust points to upgrade)

Affinities: Lightning: 6000 - Sword: 6000 - Fire: 6000 - Ice: 6000 - Space: 6000 Light: 6000 Shadow: 6000 Charm: 6000 (can be upgraded in the lust store)

Spiritual roots: Astral-level Primordial Creation Seed spirit root (Lightning, sword, fire, ice, space, light, shadow) (??? lust points to upgrade).

Spiritual roots2: None/Astral Level Primordial Creation Seed Mana Heart (??? lust points to upgrade).

Lineage: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Ancestral grade, 500T lust points to upgrade.)

Constitution: Primordial Dragon Body (Ancestral grade, 500T lust points to upgrade.)

Lust points: 747.3T

Upon reaching the beastmen territory, he'd amassed another seven hundred trillion points simply through intimacy with his spouses.

At this moment, his total neared seven hundred and fifty trillion. And he hadn't truly begun ravishing them yet.

Qingyi's mouth watered at the thought of the points he'd rack up soon.

He pulled back a bit, and the women's breasts pressed into his bare chest, now spotless after his brief recovery session.

Lanyin's snowy swells vied for room against her Matriarch's gigantic orbs, lewdly compressing against Qingyi and one another.

Equal hunger gleamed in Qingyi's gaze as he ogled them, his palms gliding over their impeccable forms.

These two were peerless powerhouses among the fox kin, one of the holiest races in beastmen society.

Yet under his grasp, they were mere breathless, drenched vixens, their untouched cores plump and snug, already drenched and yearning for his shaft.

"Ah... nghnn~~ are you truly serious?" Lingxue inquired.

Her eyelids fluttered shut on instinct as she detected something swelling in Qingyi's trousers, something lengthy and girthy.

"About what?"

"About aghnnn~~ claiming us both as your wives... even if it's for Xueyao..."

"What... you don't want to?" Qingyi tilted his head a touch, his hands still caressing her contours.

"Both of us... aren't you getting a bit too bold, young man?" Lanyin responded instead, her blush matching her Matriarch's.

"What if I am?" Qingyi smirked, seizing Lingxue's shoulders and compelling her to drop to her knees before him.

"What are you-" Lanyin had no chance to probe further as Qingyi's lips claimed hers, his fingers shredding the remnants of her gown.

His digits plunged instantly between her plush thighs, brushing the plump, fair folds of her entrance.

Lanyin went weak, groaning lewdly into Qingyi's kiss while gripping his shoulders tightly.

As his left hand worked Lanyin's folds, Qingyi shifted his right, freeing his manhood from his pants to smack Lingxue's cheek with a resounding, slick thwack.

She recoiled in startlement, eyeing the heated embrace between the dark fox and Qingyi as he stroked her, a puddle of her arousal gathering at her feet.

"Ugh... hold back, you shameless vixen... there's still so much to sort out..." Lingxue chided herself inwardly.

Still, her slender fingers couldn't resist rising to encircle Qingyi's thick shaft.

The salty tang of his pre-cum hit her plump, rosy lips as the flushed head nudged them.

Without pause or reluctance, her lips parted, engulfing the swollen crown, her tongue swirling around it while her cheeks hollowed from the pull.

"M-Matriarch... I can't hold back~~" Lanyin whimpered within Qingyi's embrace.

Glancing downward, she saw that Lingxue had surrendered too...

"So..." Lingxue allowed the head of Qingyi's member to slide from her mouth, her tone sugary and inviting. "Big~~"

Could she truly accommodate all of it? Had Xueyao managed such a feat?

Unhesitatingly, she dove back toward Qingyi's length, bracing on his legs as her lips devoured it hungrily, drool trailing down her jaw and splattering onto her vast, milky bosom.

Sharing a look with Lanyin, she knew without doubt: they were utterly ensnared by this man's touch.