"Control your hips!" As his hands beat the drum, bringing forth a blood-pumping rhythm, Xinzi's voice filled the contestants' ears, adding to their grievances.
"Coming here...I had pictured many scenarios, but this...outdoes them all!"
"How is this a god? Clearly, he is a rogue villain masquerading as a monk!"
"Even the Solar Dragon God can't compare!"
"Hush! Don't get us...ooooh!" The ladies' asses stretched and clenched around the plug. The pink lubricant glistened in their rears, bringing their sensitivity to obscene levels. Xinzi picked up the pace, and as his drum-beating quickened, the vibrations intensified, making the ladies' bodies shake uncontrollably. Their tits bounced up and down, their hips swaying back and forth in improvised twerking as the sweat dripped on their glistening skin. Some shook it left and right, in tandem improvising dances that had yet to appear in the Great Desolation World.
