Daoist Yin-Yang Manual (64)

After glancing at Seo Ryeo-hwa, who was gradually succumbing to Seol-hee's mischievous touches, I turned my gaze to Jang Seo-yeong and Jin So-hee, who were waiting quietly beside me.

Jang Seo-yeong and Jin So-hee gazed at me expectantly, their juices dripping.

“My lord, when will it be our turn?“

“Big brother… I can't hold back any longer…♡“

“Come here, both of you.“

I beckoned Jang Seo-yeong closer and gripped her waist. Jin So-hee followed, pressing herself close to my side.

Behind me, Seo Ryeo-hwa's moans continued as Seol-hee teased her.

“Haaah… M-Miss Seol… You're so mean…♡“

“Hehe, the Sword Empress's hole is trembling.“

I glanced over my shoulder at Seo Ryeo-hwa's reaction, then reached between the straps of Jang Seo-yeong's red garter belt and stroked her soft, slick pussy...