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Derrick gently caressed her hair in a similar way to scratching it, and his touch, careful and delicate, moved down to caress her earlobes. His warm breath escaped as he did so. Perhaps he acted without even being aware, but the problem was that his actions were increasingly igniting Judith’s desire.

Reacting to Judith’s actions, the pen¡s, which was half-erect inside his pants, suddenly stood erect. It felt like he had become an excited mating dog, eagerly anticipating her touch. The lower part, engorged enough to poke through the waistband, throbbed noticeably.

He slowly turned her body to the side. Judith’s mind was so preoccupied that she couldn’t even fathom what he was doing as her chest pounded rapidly. Eventually, with a soft thud, she found herself lying on the sofa, and Derrick skillfully climbed on top of her.

“Wait… huh!”

He teased her n¡pples with his tongue, making sure not to make it too painful, occasionally nibbling gently to avoid discomfort.

Derrick, fixated on Judith’s breāsts, explored them relentlessly, as if he were a baby missing his mother’s milk. His firm nose brushed against her chest repeatedly, stimulating her skin.

Soon, Derrick’s nose caught a sweet scent. Figuring out where it was coming from, he chuckled softly. Climbing along the skin, Derrick licked Judith’s deer-like neck for a long time. His large hand, which had been holding her waist, found its way into her intimate area.

“Madam, you are wet down there, aren’t you? The scent is intoxicating.”

In truth, from the moment his lips touched her chest, Judith had felt an overwhelming itchiness inside. As he finally sucked her n¡pples forcefully, she became aware of the moist sensation below when he bit them just right. In spite of feeling embarrassed, she tried to close her legs, but his insistent hand overpowered her.

His fingers, dampened by her pānties, gently entered and swept across her intimate area. Confirming the dampness with his fingertips, Derrick smirked strangely.

“Well, if I suck on your breāsts, you won’t be able to think straight.”

Even he, already half out of focus, said it as if it were nothing. Kissing her neck, he proceeded to move upwards, then nibbled on her earlobe.

“Should I also suck on your lower parts?”

“Oh, no. I don’t want…”

Judith desperately refused, feeling like she might succumb to the current situation if it continued. As Derrick inserted his tongue into her ear, stirring the inside with a wet sound, he whispered,

“I’ll touch the place you like and use my tongue on your hole, okay?”

He continued to persuade her with a relentless touch. Occasionally, unable to resist his desires, he provocatively fondled the plump flesh of her thighs. The stimulation from top to bottom left Judith breathless for a moment.

Honestly, it would have been a lie that she hadn’t felt tempted. She knew very well how delightful it was to have her reasoning melt away, and having the intense pleasure coursing through her entire body like a stream. Just thinking about it made the hidden desire in her underwear wriggle greedily.

But no matter how tempting it was, this place was dangerous. Judith, who had barely regained her composure with the little reason left, clasped his cheeks in her hands.

“Let’s go to the mansion.”

“…”

“When we go back… Hold me.”

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