Chapter 17: Forced to blend into the boys' dorm and get fucked

 "Tomorrow is the weekend and it's just Eric and I in the dorm."

 Straightening his clothes Mike hugged Lina intimately pressed his mouth to her earlobe and exhaled, "Come rest in our dorm."

　　"Don't."

　　God knew how she'd be tossed around if she went to that wolf's den for two days.

　　Where could Mike have imagined that, having only just gotten off, with the insatiable charm still on the woman's face, her mouth could say such heartless things in such a dry tone?

　　"I'm so handsome, and nailed you so well, really not even a little bit of heart?!"

　　Lina looked up at the imperceptible smirk on Eric's face.

　　Mike squeezed Lina's wrist in a death grip, his voice so soft that only the two of them could hear it, "If you don't want me to I'll build Lina's fuck site tomorrow, and go to our dorm in disguise later."

　　Eric had no problem with that.

　　It would be nice to cuddle up with her at night.

　　Thinking of Lina's blushing face, struggling and unable to break free, and finally forced to accept it, another fire of lust leaped up in his belly.

　　"Scum." Lina angrily cursed Mike.

　　But at the thought of being forced to live with two bloodthirsty men for two days, Lina subconsciously gulped, and she would never admit that she was somewhat looking forward to how she would be violated next.

　　Hat masks and broad coats.

　　The boys' dormitories were already poorly regulated, and with the constant stream of people leaving on Fridays, it was simple for Lina to blend in.

　　The smell of men was everywhere, and if she was discovered, she might be gang raped.

　　Despite all her efforts at restraint, Lina realized that her bottom was already damp, and she couldn't get the lewd and bad images out of her head.

　　"Take off your panties." That was one of the orders Mike had given her since she'd walked in the door.

　　Cheeks flushed red.

　　Lina grabbed the railing and shuffled reluctantly to stand beside the bed to remove her panties.

　　Noticing the water stains on her panties, Mike pulled the woman over and sat her down on the edge of his bed in his arms, "Wet? Little slut can't wait to get fucked already? Gee, Eric look, the slut is wet."

　　The man's fingers traced over the slit of his pussy, bringing a gush of excitement as electricity flowed through it.

　　After touching her already wet pussy, he also intentionally held her like she was taking a piss and carried her to Eric's eyes to show him.

　　Her pussy was exposed in front of Eric.

　　Lina begged with a trembling voice with a sobbing sound, "Don't ... don't look ..." and her hands also tried to pull down her skirt to cover the man's view.

　　"Don't move."

　　Her hands were pulled back by Eric.

　　Lina wasn't sure why the gaze of a man who seemed to be serious and not much of a mood swinger in his flat fuck was so hot, and her lower body felt violated by his searing stare.

　　The cunt mouth can't stop flowing out of the cunt.

　　Rubbing his fingertips over the wet, soft pussy slit, Eric nodded, "A slut indeed."

　　The woman's delicate, clean, porcelain white face was peach-colored, her expression shameful to the core and vaguely tinged with comfortable pleasure, looking like she wanted it and not admitting she wanted it.

 "What to do, I want to fuck you again."

 Mike nibbled on the tip of Lina's ear, his voice hoarse, "I can't help but want to fuck my cock into your slutty pussy already, and then I won't pull it out all day, and I'll sleep with it stuck in my pussy, okay?"