Xian Tian raised an inquisitive brow at the elder's cryptic words, but dutifully followed him down the winding hallways of the sect.
His heart raced with a mixture of trepidation and intrigue - what could the venerable cultivator have planned to curb his lustful urges?
Show his wife pussy to Xian Tian? Is there such a method to control lust?
As they approached a secluded set of chambers, the distinct fragrance of incense and feminine allure wafted through the air, sending Xian Tian's senses into a delightful frenzy.
'Ahhh~ the sexy scent of horny milf,' Xian Tian thought.
The elder paused before an ornate door, casting him a sidelong glance.
"Now, my boy, prepare yourself. What lies beyond these doors may test the very limits of your fortitude... But didn't worry, with me here, you will accept Bonk," the elder warned, his aged voice laced with a hint of amusement.
Reject horny, accept bonk.
