It’s Not Night - Chapter 163.2

Feeling the constriction and release in her chest repeatedly, Andra, having reached her climax numerous times, gasped for breath. She is unable to muster strength in her toes. Dustin then lifted one of her arms over his shoulder, raising the other leg as well. With her leg spread, his swollen flesh poking her hole below was exposed clearly.

“Ah, hu, ah…”

The pleasure bore down on her sensitive body. It was like layering paint over a painting to correct it, with sensation piling upon sensation. Believing she couldn’t go further was merely her pride speaking. Andra clung desperately to Dustin, overwhelmed by the escalating thrill.

“Ha-ugh, it’s, it’s strange, ha, uuhng!”

At that moment, Dustin’s vigorous thrusts gradually slowed, finally lifting and targeting Andra’s sensitive spot with precision. <i>Ha-ahk!</i> Andra arched her back, her nails digging into his shoulders. She could feel his solid muscles under her palms.

Frozen in that moment, they both caught their breaths. But as the climax began to subside, Andra’s body twitched, begging for more before the peak of pleasure fully faded. She bucked her hips and pleadingly called out Dustin’s name as he looked down at her with a complicated expression.

“Ah, Dustin, hu-uhk…”

“Ha, I should have controlled myself…”

His intention to bathe Andra was genuine, but upon seeing her fully naked, he couldn’t resist spreading her delicate legs and delving deep inside her.

Though not apparent when clothed, Andra’s body has clear marks all over left by Dustin recently. Those traces reminded him of their affair from the previous night.

During that time, Dustin and Andra seemed equally insatiable. Particularly Dustin, who found himself endlessly lusting after Andra, as that night was when she had been most responsive.

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, Dustin pulled Andra onto his lap, pressing into her sensitive areas once more. Andra nestled into his neck, feeling his engorged flesh still pulsating inside her without release, scraping against her inner walls.

“Andra, move on your own.”

“Huht, it’s too hard…”

Watching Andra struggle to move while his flesh is firmly lodged in her, Dustin tenderly kissed her cheek, earlobe, neck, and shoulders. As he gently rotated his hips and stroked her insides, Andra felt a tingling sensation. She gasped and glared at him.

“You…”

“Go on.”

“I, I can’t move… how many, huh, times now, whose fault is it now… Ah!”

Suddenly, Dustin smacked Andra’s buttocks, causing her to cry out and cling to him. The shock made Andra flinch, and Dustin, soothing her with one hand along her back and waist, continued to gently stimulate the tender inner walls with the tip of his member. He seemed to enjoy how Andra clung to him helplessly.

‘Just try to leave…’

Even as Andra gathered all her strength to scratch his back fiercely, Dustin didn’t even blink. His solid muscles seemingly urged her on as if to say such pain was trivial to him.

Indeed, Dustin’s body has many marks from Andra as well. This was because Andra took her revenge whenever he teased her.

They were both covered in each other’s marks.

“Hu-ung…”

Using her hands, which were scratching his back, Andra barely began to push herself up and slowly rotated her hips, aiming to bring Dustin to a climax more quickly.

The bathroom window showed the darkened sky outside. They had arrived at their lodging before evening, but now it was well past dinner time. The exact hours they spent together in the bathroom were unclear.

“Haa, Andra…”

As Andra started moving, Dustin grabbed her buttocks tightly and began to gently pull her towards him. Andra tightened her inner walls around him, then relaxed, starting a pattern of gently rocking back and forth. The sounds of their union mingled with the crude noise of Dustin sucking on her breasts.

“Hu-ng, uhng…”

The thick presence inside her stimulated her more slowly than before, a tingling pleasure began to build from below, although less intense. The feeling of Dustin’s member in her stomach urgently rubbing against her inner walls was unmistakably vivid. Realizing his climax was near, Andra opened her mouth to let out a soft moan as she hugged Dustin.

“Ah, ung, huht, ah-huht…”

“I can’t stand it…”

Before long, Dustin gripped Andra’s hips and started to shake her up and down. His member penetrated deeply, scraping up against her more tender inner walls than before. Ah, Dustin! Ung, ah, slow, slowly! Her hips rose and fell, the opening was pierced and pierced his forearm-thick member completely.

“Ah, hak, aht, ung, Dus, hu-uht!”

His large hands pulled her down forcefully. With a loud <i>Slam!</i>, he drove deeply into her.

“Aah!”

“Kuht…”

His member trembled, releasing his climax into the warm inner walls. Dustin held Andra close until he had poured out all of him.

After the prolonged climax, the white fluid that Andra couldn’t fully swallow flowed from their joined area. Lifting the exhausted Andra slightly, he gently withdrew, and from the still gaping opening, a trail of white spilled out.

Dustin hugged Andra and stepped into the bathtub. He kissed her cheek lightly as she exhaled her breath softly.