CHAPTER 18

What was in his hand? Did he integrate some machinery with it? How could he be so good and effective?

He didn’t even pinch her nipples or rub her clit, but only just rubbed her inner thigh moderately, and she ended up whimpering like some newbie who had never been touched by a man before. It was shameful, but she didn’t quite care. She wanted him to touch everywhere, not just at that one spot. The nerves in her pussy were running out of resistance after all. She might climax any second if he kept going at it. Please, move away. Move that magical hand away, she begged him in her thought.

However, his hand slightly shifted so that a part of his knuckles now directly began rubbing and caressing the entrance of her clit. And he kept going at it, growing faster and adding his tiny innovative elements or personal touches to the way he went about pleasing her.

“Nggh,” she felt something she never experienced and realized that fighting against her impending orgasm would be a hopeless cause. “
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