Following the Girls: Yorm (4)

As soon as my senses synced with the clone, I felt Yorm's warm body in my embrace.

"H-Hubby..."

Her pleading gaze, her flushed cheeks, and her body covered in sweat despite the cold breeze. Everything made her look even more erotic, driving me out of my mind.

Unable to hold myself back, I pressed the button on the suit, unequipping it. In a flash, I was left wearing nothing but my boxers, with a large bulge pressed right against Yorm's supple ass.

Feeling her body shiver, either from pain or overexcitement, I pulled her into a tighter embrace than before, whispering comforting words straight into her ears.

"Don't worry, Yorm. I'll help you out of your predicament now."

"Mmmh~!"

She appeared ticklish as I pressed my lips to her ears, taking a whiff while kissing the side of her neck. The dragon king was already awake, and peeking out, having a taste of the feast it would soon indulge in.