The situation in the bedroom was far more chaotic than on the lower floors.
"K-KaaaaaahhhhhHhHhHhHhHAZEE~!" Sarah screamed in pleasure, regaining her perspective after a hallucinogenic out-of-body experience.
Riley was on the bed with a dazed expression. Her pleasure gauge with the blonde's mortal mouth on her nipple got broken in half a second, and her soul partially left her body in an unworldly cosmic experience.
While the situation and her slight out-of-body experience were unnatural and concerning, she had difficulty caring. Riley had a much more serious issue—she was horny.
Not manageable sexual repression level horny.
No.
Desperate sex addict picking up a partner at the local [sex addicts anonymous] meeting level horny.
Her bikini was soaked, and her breaths were ragged.
Riley looked at Sarah, whose eyes had rolled to the back of her skull, moaning like a sexually oppressed banshee after 2,000 years of haunting people as Kaze thrust slowly.
Mass release 5~ Welcome to Playboy Cultivator in the Apocalypse, folks.