S U A D E L A

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R-18
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Suadela was naked and sweaty. The warmth she's feeling was intoxicating.

"Mmmm..." she lifted her hips as she pushed Luan's head between her legs.

He buried his face in her wet womanhood while his tongue was pressed against her slit, rolling. His hands were on her breasts and massaging them.

"Hngh...nghh..." senswal na iginalaw ni Suadela ang mga balakang na naghatid ng ibayong sarap sakanya. Gustuhin man niyang pigilan ang paggalaw ng mga balakang ay hindi niya magawa.

Mula sa mga dibdib ay hinawakan na ni Luan ang mga pisngi ng kanyang pagkababae at pilit na pinasok ang pinatigas na dila sa butas niya.

"Haa..." bahagya siyang nanginig sa kiliting dulot niyon. Suadela undulated her hips again. This time, in a faster motion. She held tight on Luan's head. He thrusted and sucked at her bud steadily. Noisily caressing her womanhood before thrusting his hardened tongue into her hole again.

"Unghh...uhmm...!" basang basa na siya. Ramdam niyang malapit na siyang labasan. Muli niyang idiniin ang ulo ni Luan sa pagitan ng mga hita niya. Walang angal na mas lalo naman nitong ibinaon ang mukha doon habang walang salitang kumikiwal ang dila at sinisipsip ang kabasaan niya.

Then, Luan nipped her clit using his lips in the most electrifying way.

"Oohh...!" she gasped and closed her eyes as her mouth formed a letter O. She exploded.

Luan still didn't stop licking her femininity and used his tongue to cleaned the juice she released.

Moaning, she caressed his face and slowly opened her eyes.

She frowned when she saw a familiar ceiling. No Luan in sight.

Fuck.

It was a dream.

A fucking wet dream.

Groaning, Suadela got up. She could feel the lingering heat from that lustful dream between her legs. She felt dampened. She exhaled exasperatedly and looked around.

It's definitely Luan's room. She saw her phone at the side table beside a small basin. That looked familiar, too. Her brows knitted. She also noticed that she was already in an oversized shirt but still in her parachute pants. Her windbreaker was folded neatly at the corner of the bed.

Her brallete? She's still wearing it inside.

"You're up."

Suadela looked at the doorway only to avert her eyes when she saw Luan walking into the room. He was wearing black training pants and a white muscle shirt. His hair was wet and a small towel was hanging from his left shoulder.

"Here," abot nito sakanya ng bottled mineral water na dala matapos iyon buksan.

Feeling awkward, Suadela accepted it. His timing was so untimely. He was just on her dream. Doing unholy things. Then, here he was, casually giving her water to drink.

"How do you feel?"

Wet.

Suadela cleared her throat. "Dizzy." She drank the water, ignoring her awkwardness. Her throat was so dry, and she felt a bit air in her head.

"Hangover." He tsked. "You even had a fever last night. Normal ba sayo yun kapag nalalasing ka?"

"Nilagnat ako?" balik tanong niya na ikiniling ang ulo. Nagtataka. She has an average alcohol tolerance but rarely passes out due to drinking, so this is new to her.

"I guess not." Luan muttered and went to the side table.

"Did I throw up, too?"

Hindi kumibo si Luan na ikinakunot-noo ni Suadela. Iniisip niya na sabihin lang talaga ng binata na naglugaw siya, uuwi siya agad kahit nahihilo siya.