Sylvie, the Slave Girl (Lily Futa) - Chapter 44 (pt. 1)

Both their bodies glistened with sweat.

The blanket bunched up in a corner.

Sylvie felt like she was burning up.

In her current state, she still produced so much fluid…

After one orgasm, she grew weak.

It felt so hot.

Her head throbbed with each thrust.

Sweat mixed with the abundant fluids fucked out of her, turning sticky from the force of their slapping bodies.

The menacing c0ck burned hot, hard, and swollen, as if it might steam.

“Ugh…” Sylvie moaned.

The woman leaned over her, holding back some weight to avoid crushing her.

Her hips’ force didn’t lessen.

The c0ck thrust in fully, pulling out with some red flesh and slick fluids.

Transparent, sticky liquid splashed wetly.

The woman breathed heavily, spreading Sylvie’s legs wider.

Her pvssy stretched open, weakly contracting around the long c0ck.

“It’s getting hotter,” Wei Qing said.

Her narrow brows furrowed, not relaxed, as if venting something.

Her long hair was tied up, her neck pale, her voice low with panting.

She moved fast, fucking hard.

The wet sounds of pounding filled the air.

She urgently wanted to come.

Sylvie tilted her neck back, eyelashes forming a slit, vision blurry.

She opened her mouth, tears streaming as she breathed.

“Ugh… hmm…” Sylvie moaned.

Their entwined bodies were soaked with sweat.

The woman’s abdomen tensed, her c0ck growing equally hot during thrusts, penetrating deeply.

Her broken moans, tinged with sobs, echoed in the air.

Sylvie felt the depth painfully.

She had climaxed several times, but the woman hadn’t come.

The intense, continuous fullness made her breathing rapid and burning.

Her voice, too weak to form sentences, became unconscious, melodious moans.

Overwhelming pleasure caused a buzzing in her ears.

Her mind went blank.

Her current state was bad.

The persistent high fever made her want to faint, blurring her sense of time.

The heat piled on, and pleasure felt veiled by a transparent film, vague and sluggish, with sudden, irregular shudders.

Her burning pvssy clenched around the c0ck.

“Ah… ah…” Sylvie gasped.

The surrounding air seemed to burn.

The hard tip pressed against her cervix.

Her pale toes, suspended, curled tightly from the intense sensation.

Her pvssy stretched wider, the c0ck’s base and dangling balls slapping her hips, as if trying to thrust in too.

After a few deep thrusts, she felt like fainting, or maybe she briefly did and woke again.

The woman’s breathing quickened, stopping her thrusts.

Her abdomen pressed against Sylvie’s, tightly connected.

The c0ck, buried deep, released as she closed her eyes, focusing on coming.

She coaxed while coming.

“Baby, don’t sleep,” Wei Qing says.

“…” Sylvie thought.

She couldn’t stay awake; she felt like fainting.

Sylvie’s consciousness blurred.

She closed her eyes, her brain throbbing painfully, feeling awful, but she still lifted her heavy arms to hug the woman tightly.

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Character: Sylvie (In high fever…)

Age: 18

Mood: …

Time: Day 70 (Evening)

Health: 34 (Critical)

Affection: 91 (Sylvie can’t live without you)

Killing Intent: 0 (You are very safe)

Lust Value: 1071 (Sensitivity Rating: Excellent)

Captured Fragments: [So dizzy… ah… dizzy whimpering]

[ Affection reached, panel entering next stage upgrade… ]

[ … ]

[ Character’s health unstable, upgrade duration uncertain… ]

[ Reward: One dose of fever-reducing medicine ]

[ Panel entering dormancy, no responses until upgrade completes ]

… It reached the mark.

Wei Qing’s tightly closed eyelids trembled.

Her tense thoughts finally relaxed.

Her release intensified, the force stronger, eliciting unconscious moans from the girl beneath her.

“Hmm…” Sylvie moaned.