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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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After confirming that Vanessa was snoring again, I pulled my fingers from Dorothea’s pussy and filled the empty space with my cock.
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Dorothea’s already soaking wet pussy readily accepted me.
Her insides were as hot as a furnace.
The hot, tight folds of her pussy squeezed me from all sides, as if trying to milk me dry.
I almost came prematurely, but I held back with superhuman self-control.
Dorothea, her arms around my neck, kissed me.
Slurp, slurp, smooch, kiss
Like a traveler who had found an oasis in the desert, she greedily drank my saliva, her tongue darting into my mouth.
I returned her kiss, my hands caressing her plump thighs.
“Ahhn!”
Dorothea moaned, her hips trembling slightly.
While she lacked the ample bosom of other women, she was blessed with a cute ass and thick thighs.
Her lower body was her best feature.
I shifted our position to a seated one, facing each other.
It had somehow become my preferred position, and it was perfect for creating a romantic atmosphere.
And the tent floor was too uneven for missionary.
I wrapped my arms around Dorothea’s small shoulders and began to move my hips, while glancing at the entrance of the tent.
Thankfully, Vanessa was sound asleep, her back turned to us.
Having sex with the fear of being caught was a new and thrilling experience.
I usually did it indoors.
“Kaldrash.”
Lost in thought, I felt Dorothea nibble on my earlobe.
I turned to her, and she, her face flushed with sweat, said,
“Focus on me.”
She looked cute when she was pouting.
If only she was always like this, instead of constantly spouting vulgarities.
As she wished, I focused solely on the act of sex.
Bam!
I thrust upwards, and my cock hit her cervix. Dorothea’s eyes widened, and saliva trickled from her mouth.
“Gasp, gag, cough.”
She gasped for air, as if she had been punched in the gut.
I showed her no mercy and began to thrust into her relentlessly.
Her small body, impaled on my cock, swayed back and forth like a boat in a storm.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Before she could recover, I increased the pace of my thrusts.
Her arousal fluids trickled down her thighs, soaking them.
The sleeping bag had long since lost its function, but I didn’t stop. I lifted her body and pounded into her mercilessly.
Even in her dazed state, her pussy clenched tightly, as if trying to capture every drop of my semen.
As I felt myself getting close, I thrust deep into her and said,
“I’m cumming!”
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
My semen, thick and jelly-like, filled her small, tight passage, pounding against her cervix.
Her pussy pulsed, greedily sucking up my load.
If she had been ovulating, she would have been pregnant for sure.
“Haah… haah… haah…”
A wave of post-coital fatigue washed over me.
The so-called refractory period.
As my cock softened, it slipped easily from her slick pussy.
“Fuck, that was good.”
Dorothea, who had climaxed at the same time, muttered, brushing her sweat-dampened red hair from her face.
Her slender frame made her look surprisingly sexy.
I grabbed a water bottle from my bag and took a long swig.
The cold water against the heat of the tent sent a shiver down my spine.
“Give me some.”
I handed the water bottle to Dorothea, who held out her hands like a baby bird.
Having lost more fluids than me, she drank greedily, as if it were the elixir of life.
I got out of the soaked sleeping bag.
It was useless now, until it had been properly dried.
I was going to have to sleep on the bare ground.
As I began to get dressed, Dorothea asked,
“You’re not going to do more?”
I looked at her incredulously.
“If we continue, Vanessa will definitely catch us.”
While we had tried to be quiet, it was impossible.
We were lucky Vanessa was a heavy sleeper. An ordinary person would have woken up long ago.
Dorothea, understanding my meaning, clicked her tongue in disappointment but nodded in agreement.
Even she, with her reckless streak, seemed reluctant to continue.
I opened the tent flap slightly to air out the musky scent.
A gust of cold wind entered, and Vanessa, lying at the entrance, shivered but didn’t wake up.
After airing out the tent, I tidied up the messy bedding and prepared to sleep.
While it had ended prematurely, Dorothea, her sexual desires somewhat satisfied, fell asleep as soon as she crawled into her sleeping bag.
I took out a spare blanket and lay down.
The exertion from our lovemaking had made me drowsy, and I soon felt myself drifting off.
I need to dry the sleeping bag tomorrow morning.
With that thought, I fell asleep.
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After the tent fell silent, Vanessa opened her eyes in the darkness.
Crazy, crazy, crazy.
She had woken up shortly after the two had started.
Normally, she would have slept until morning, but the surge of mana Dorothea had released in her pleasure had woken her, thinking it was an attack.
But what she saw was her two companions, engaged in a passionate act of lovemaking.
What are they showing a virgin?
That’s right.
Vanessa was a virgin.
Before becoming a Dullahan, she had been an honorable knight of the empire, dedicating her life to becoming the first female Sword Master.
She had spent ten years training, without ever experiencing romance.
She had achieved the rank of Sword Master at a young age, but unfortunately, the empire was already in decline due to the last emperor’s incompetence.
She had been appointed as the commander of the 2nd Imperial Knights, but to the elves, a race of ancient and powerful beings, she was just a novice.
Her brilliant talent had been cut short by an elven sword, and she had been resurrected as a Dullahan due to her lingering resentment.
Three hundred years had passed.
After the fall of the empire, she had wandered the world until she was recruited as the captain of the Demon Lord’s guard. She had made many connections, but she had never had a boyfriend.
She didn’t know why.
If she did, she would have fixed it.
Anyway, seeing a man and a woman in the act for the first time, her heart was pounding.
It was a completely different experience from reading erotic books or listening to the maids’ lewd gossip.
Seeing it in person was… overwhelming.
…His muscles were incredible.
The image of Kaldrash’s toned body was etched in her mind.
Unlike other mages, he hadn’t neglected his physical training. His body was like a statue.
And Dorothea’s body was also beautiful.
Unlike her own muscular frame, Dorothea’s body was soft and supple.
Vanessa turned her head slightly.
Dorothea was sound asleep, and Kaldrash was snoring softly, exhausted.
They wouldn’t wake up from a little noise.
Just once before I go to sleep.
Vanessa slipped her right hand into her pants.
Her panties were already soaked from having watched them for so long.
Squish
“Hnngh…”
Vanessa bit her lip, trying to stifle her moan, and began to move her fingers.
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