Reinahrdt sprayed the beautiful, seductive flowers, nourishing and showering them with his love. And with that, the feast/orgy ended for the night.

The Divine Paladin looked at the five women, their faces flushed, their bodies glistening and used. This was all his work.

For some reason, he felt quite an achievement from this.

"It has been quite some time. Let's go back to the hall".

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Back inside the hall, the grand feast that had started since early evening, went on till late at night. By now, many guests and members of the knight order have left, having partied to their heart's content.

The singing, dancing, and the choir all stopped, and the hullaballoo came to a moderate level. Those who stayed either were too drunk, lived nearby or had compelling reasons to remain behind.

At this moment, Reinhardt, followed by the five women, entered the brightly lit party hall. At that instant, the air in the bustling hall below seemed to have come to a still as conversations stopped completely and every eye turned to them.

Reinhardt, as a divine man, was extremely conspicuous; what's more, he was also the governor and commander of an order, and his presence naturally commanded attention. However, right now, he was not the only one attracting attention to himself.

Having gone through an incredible sexual session with Reinhardt, the five women's charm bar shot through the roof, looking like glamorous eye candy that one cannot just look away from.

Anastasia led the way, her dark hair a mess. The top of her emerald gown was artfully, dangerously loose. The fabric was gaping open just enough to reveal the magnificent swell of her large, firm breasts and the deep, shadowed valley between them.

Numerous, glistening trails of Reinhardt's cum dripped lazily from the edges of her mouth to her collarbone, down into that tantalising ravine. Her nipples, hard and dark, threatened to peek over the silk-edged neckline with every step she took.

Delicia followed next, her ginger coloured hair dishevelled, a flush high on her cheeks. Her dress, which was already quite short, was twisted, the back clasp barely holding on, and the front pulled down so the perfect, pink areolas of her perky breasts were faintly visible, standing at attention.

The way she unconsciously ran a hand over her bottom lip, collecting a stray, pearly drop of semen from the corner of her mouth, was extremely seductive.

Melissa's fiery, curvy body, wet lips and ecstasy struck expression was a riot through and through. From her exposed creamy skin, it was visible to see those love-bitten neck and chest.

A vivid purple mark bloomed just above the neckline of her crimson dress, a stark contrast to her skin. The slit of her skirt had also slid up with every step she took, revealing a tantalizing part of her soft thigh and the very edge of her black lace panties, which were purchased with the sole intention of seducing Reinhardt.

At this moment, the fabric was damp, clinging to the shape of her cunt beneath and cum streaming down her legs.

The three flowers were already immorally beautiful. However, with the addition of Karina and Zerina, the dangerous picturesque scene became complete, like a divine portrait.

The two women were a mess. Karina's cold and distant air was now the radiance of a well-fucked woman, her large, perky breasts straining against her silver gown, the outline of her stiff nipples unmistakable.

Zerina's voluptuous figure was on glorious display, her brown skin shimmering with a thin sheen of sweat and another, stickier substance that decorated a string of her hair, her cleavage and thighs.

The women looked absolute showstopper. They looked atrocious. They looked divine. They looked like fucking goddesses who had just been thoroughly claimed.

With Reinhardt walking forward, a path cleared for them. The crowd was utterly mesmerized, their lips parted and eyes wide open. Something about these women just didn't allow them to tear their gaze away.

The group arrived before the Holy Knight trio and Karl. All three were enamoured, just like the rest of the crowd.

Bob was the first to make some noise, his cheerful face now containing confusion and a strange, unfamiliar heat.

His eyes roamed all around his wife, Anastasia. Flushed cheeks, dishevelled hair, and short clothes that revealed way too much skin that was at this moment glistening with something arousing.

He had never seen her look like this… vibrant, glowing, her beauty at this moment was so intense that it made his heart beat faster. For some reason, when he looked at her, his cock stirred insistently against the fabric of his pants.

It pulsed with arousal that he didn't understand.

"Ana?" he managed to call out. "Where have you been? You were gone for quite some time."

Anastasia gave a devastating smile with those wet lips of hers. "Didn't I explain that to you earlier?"

Bob nodded, "You did say you had a terrible migraine coming on earlier, and so you went to one of the guest rooms to lie down. However, why are you coming back with Commander and everyone?"

"Ah, that?" Her curvaceous body swayed, causing the liquid pearl of semen on her cleavage to catch the light from the chandeliers.

"We were just… getting some air on the upper balcony. It was so terribly stifling in here. The breeze was positively… reviving."

Next to the holy knight was Karl, his face was flushed a deep red, and he couldn't tear his gaze away from Delicia. Just until some time ago, he was searching for her everywhere. However, now that he had found her, his mind had become blank with a fog of lust.

His wife looked so immodest and sexy right now that he was unable to think straight. She'd never looked more beautiful. He wanted to pronounce his love for her again, and at the same time, he felt this weirdly tinging pain in his heart that he just could not explain.

"Delicia…" unconsciously, he adjusted his pants through his pockets.

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