With one last thrust, Davis grunted and firmly embedded his rock-hard dick deep into Yilla's cave, feeling the entrance to her womb tightly clasp his head. It pulsated on him, allowing him to explode and gush out with loads and loads of yang essence.
Clenching his teeth in pleasure and rasping, he looked down and saw Yilla's stomach get bigger.
It appeared like it was going to burst, but a cultivator's body could handle more than that. Still, seeing Yilla's body be filled with his seeds, he was only getting increasingly turned on, allowing him to gush out with abundant yang essence.
At this same time, Yilla grabbed his cheeks, her face flushed with a sexual charm as she gasped for breath, her hot breaths practically asking him to make a mess out of her again.
Her sexy lips moved, "I will refine half and keep the other half, hoping for the best~"
Davis couldn't help but smile, "More quantity doesn't mean you will get pregnant."
