If the Bull Demon Prince's existence ever mattered, Xinzi and Tieshan's body language didn't show it. Her scarlet eyes stayed glued on the reverend's crotch, watching with rapt interest as his meat bulged in his pants, forming a large outline that pressed out of his clothes. Tieshan raised the monastic robe, revealing Xinzi's pants which struggled to suppress the rebellion of his erect meat-stick.
With a dastardly smile, Princess Tieshan passed one hand through her cascading hair, then lowered her lips to Xinzi's crotch, kissing the hardened shaft through the pants. It rose in response, bobbing up and down as if trying to pierce through the fabric and ram into Tieshan's mouth.
"And here I was wondering if our friend would like me. I guess I was worrying for nothing," Princess Tieshan said, biting on her index as her eyes trailed Xinzi's bulge.
