The altar glowed with dripping silence.
The Sky Altar still pulsed—her pussy twitching with the aftershock of being filled by Kaito's divine cock. Her womb glowed like a swollen moon, her body stretched open in permanent orgasm, fused into the marble like sacred sculpture.
Around her, 501 shrine-girls moaned in their sleep, eternal vessels—pregnant with his presence.
And at the very center, Kaito stood, naked, cock gleaming, coated in the afterglow of absolute conquest.
But something stirred—
Above them, the clouds spiraled.
And from within the spiral descended a throne.
Not made of gold or stone—but of lips. Tongues.
Hairy dripping pussies, forming steps and arms and a backrest glistening with wetness.
A throne made entirely of divine cunt.
Kaori collapsed to her knees at the sight, her face flushed, eyes teary.
"That… is the Pussy Throne of Heaven…"
Nyxa dropped beside her, her hands sliding between her legs again.
