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Chapter 22

Every time his manhood moved, it rubbed over her cl*toris. The hardened nub, already aroused by Dustin's movements, created pleasure in itself. Uhk, huh, heuk... Andra put her hand against the wall and let out a sharp breath. This time, a warning sign was sent from her head. It's really dangerous.

'Oh, I want to c*m, please, please...'

Even though she had to shake off Dustin right away, It was difficult to do so. Gradually, her vision turned white. She just wanted to swallow the c*ck that was rubbing under her. No, really, this time... Time and time again she tried to pull herself together, but, sadly, her body reacted separately from her head. Andra was shaking her waist slightly.

"To put it in... Try begging."

"Ah, Cra, zy, unngh!"

"Your body is already, asking for me to put it in, kegh, it's a mess."

Dustin was barely holding back from wanting to shove his d*ck into Andra's p*ssy at any moment. Although his patience had already reached its limit, he was desperately waiting to see Andra beg. The desire to thrust into her soared to the maximum. He bit his lips hard to slow down his arousal even a little.

"Haa, Andra Avellin... Let's see who wins."

Dustin reached into Andra's dress. Then he gripped her chest tightly. As her nipples stood tight against the stimulation, he pinched her nipples without letting go of them.

"Crazy, ah, uhk! Uhh!"

"I told you, I'll make you, beg..."

The pert nipples were caressed by Dustin's large hands. A tingling sensation ran through her body as if an electric current was flowing.

"You, you... think I don't have, uhh, uhk, hands?"

Andra, who struggled to keep herself together, removed one of her hands from the wall, grabbed the pillar, and glided down under it. Dustin flinched at the gesture. Without missing a moment's notice, Andra lowered her hand further down and gently rubbed his pillar between the scrotum. Dustin could not bear it, and he sighed and buried his face in Andra's nape.

"If you touch me like that, ha..."

The c*ck that was rubbing her p*ssy sped up as though it was digging straight inside. As her cl*toris was rubbed roughly, Andra felt her thighs tremble unbearably. Ah, ah! Dustin bit the back of Andra's nape, leaving teeth marks.

"Du, Dustin, stop...!"

"Kehk...!"

All of a sudden, Dustin's movements stiffened and, unable to bear it, he twisted his back and burst out with s*men. Andra also reached a similar climax. Lightning flashed in her head. It felt like a hot lump in her stomach was spreading all over her body. So, the two leaned against each other for a moment, breathing roughly.

After a while, Andra felt something heavy on her shoulder. At the same time, the sound of an even breathing was heard. As Andra shook Dustin's body, Dustin, who had fallen asleep, collapsed to the floor helplessly. Seeing his sleepy face, she burst out laughing.

"You're really something else."

As he collapsed, she saw Dustin's wrist, where a pattern that was half full shone brightly.

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Two days later, as promised, the dungeon team gathered at a designated place. Just a month ago, it was in front of an ancient mural where Andra was studying and recording diligently for her graduation thesis.

Of course, the difference from that time was that instead of a messy desk near the mural, all kinds of research equipment and a rope to keep a certain distance from the entrance of the dungeon were hanging. People in white robes running around them were a bonus.