Chapter 54: Ch54: Donut Print

Not long after, he lost count of how many times he had driven into her. Lana’s body seized — squirting hard, a sudden hot gush soaking his cock and balls.

Her walls clamped down in tight spasms that dragged his distracted mind straight back onto the wet heat gripping him.

’Fuck, I thought we were gonna cum at the same time,’ Lana thought as fresh waves of pleasure tore through her body, making her toes curl against the table. ’I need his cum so bad in my pussy... I need to make him cum somehow.’

She threw him a sharp side glance, cheeks flushed, lips parted. "Nyle...? Where are you looking?"

Nyle cleared his throat, eyes still fixed on the far wall. "Ahm, me? Just... checking the decorations."

Lana raised an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement cutting through the haze of need. ’What? decorations? It’s just plain lime-coloured walls.’

"Look at me," she said, voice low and demanding.

Nyle simply turned his gaze to a different side of the room, still refusing to meet her eyes or glance down at the place where their bodies joined.

Lana’s lips curved into a small, knowing smirk. ’I see what you’re doing.’

She let him keep his pace for a brief moment, then pushed her hips back hard, matching his rhythm and driving herself onto every thrust.

Though the change seemed small, the sudden shift in tempo shattered the steady control he had built.

Each new impact shoved him closer to the edge.

"Oh no, Nyle. My milk’s starting to leak... I hope someone sucks it before it goes to waste," Lana said in a low, deliberate tone, eyes locked on him.

Nyle’s ears twitched at the words. The urge to look almost won, but he forced his gaze away and only quickened his hips, slamming into her harder.

The hard thrusts temporarily crushed the rest of her words.

"L-look at me, Nyle," she managed between gasps.

Nyle gave a soft, strained smile. ’Just a few more... I can do it—’

Yet just then his eyes landed on a small mirror hanging on the wall. In the reflection he saw her dangling breasts bouncing with every thrust.

The sight was enough.

Those last few thrusts broke the dam. A thick, heavy tsunami of seed erupted from him, flooding her cunt in long, pulsing waves of white.

Lana raised her arms only to settle back into her starting pose, breasts pressed against the wooden table, body soft and open, eyes half-lidded with a slow, satisfied smile.

*Spurt!!!꧂ SPLURT!!꧂ SPURT!!!꧂ Splurt!!꧂*

Nyle gripped her waist hard, locking himself in place while his cock kept pulsing deep inside her — forcing the baby batter to leak from the tight tunnel stretched around him, as saliva thickened from the unexpected force of the release.

"Fucking mirror..." Nyle groaned.

But what mattered more was the notification screen.

It hadn’t appeared.

Once the heat between them cooled for a second, Nyle opened the system menu and checked his profile.

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<{ Profile }>

Name: Nyle Frost

Age: 23

Level: 5 { Reach lvl 6 [ Reward: MARVIS ]

Exp: 1498/1500

Upgrade Points: 10

Strength: 10% [+]

Stamina: 10% [+]

Charm: 6% [+]

Luck: 8% [+]

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His eyes widened the moment they landed on the EXP.

He was one pound away from leveling up to six.

A soft, throaty moan slipped from Lana’s mouth as he pulled his cock free, letting a thick blob of cum leak out of her without any force.

’Seriously, this is so unfair. How can I be one thrust away from leveling up?’ Nyle gritted his teeth and invested every Upgrade Point into Stamina.

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Stamina: 10% ~> 20% [+]

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In an instant a warm current flowed through his whole body. At the same time his cock straightened back to full hardness, a single bead of cum still clinging to the tip.

Immediately, Nyle twisted her body and shoved his cock into her ass. It sank straight to the hilt in one smooth thrust.

The sudden force pushed another heavy blob of cum out of her pussy. Her face melted into a blissful torogao expression — soft pleasure tears spilling from her eyes, tongue hanging out.

"Where’s my milk?" Nyle asked.

Lana didn’t respond. The truth was she had simply lied to him just to pull his attention back.

With no bead of milk appearing, he latched onto her right breast and sucked hard while his cock ground deep into her tight yet slippery hole.

The way he sucked it so possessively showed how determined Nyle was to drink her milk. After all, he too needed to ease the heat of his mouth — the warmth, the natural sweetness, and the unique satisfaction that only MILF milk could give.

*Suck~ Slurp~ Slurp~ Lick~ Suck~*

*Plap! PLAP! PLAP!! PLAP!!!*

Lana’s eyes rolled back, mind blank and drifting in haze. She wasn’t thinking of anything except the cock still buried inside her.

...

Half an hour later, Nyle carefully peeked through the office door. The hallway was empty. Seeing an opportunity he slipped into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and scrubbed his face clean, washing away the last traces of sweat and the faint scent of sex.

A few minutes after that, Franco walked in, one hand still dusted with bread crumbs and smeared with ketchup.

"Nyle? Where were you during lunch time?" he asked, heading for the tap.

A sharp flash of memory hit Nyle — Lana left on the chair, arms folded loosely on the table, head resting on them as if asleep.

From the front she looked peaceful. From behind, her ass was still leaking a slow, continuous flow of thick white cum. Her anal ring gaped open the size of a small donut, the soft flesh carrying the clear, swollen print of his shaft.

"I... uh, was outside having lunch," Nyle replied, keeping his voice casual and even.

Franco shrugged, turning on the water. "Fine. Well, we still have a few burgers left in the kitchen. If you want them, grab them. They’re going in the garbage bin otherwise."

"Sure, I still have plenty of space for free food," Nyle said, playing along without missing a beat.