Somewhere in the mansion, inside a specific room, a beauty enjoying her beauty sleep suddenly snapped her eyes open.
Immediately, she turned toward a room a few meters away from hers, and using her divine sense, she gazed into it to see what was happening.
"This bastard, how can he be this shameless?" Saintess Selene cursed her disciple Kent, who was currently running a marathon with Cynthia, his mother-in-law.
They both were sweating profusely.
Cynthia was on Kent's lap with his dick buried inside her as he thrust in and out. Sweat was trickling down their bodies, mingling with the sensual fluids they were producing.
Saintess Selene, who may have looked for a little too long, withdrew her divine sense before she could be noticed.
"To think he wouldn't even shy away and fuck his mother-in-law. This bastard is just too shameless," she muttered, clenching her fist as a frown appeared on her face.
