Chapter 79 Yes, like this, it feels very comfortable...

Unconsciously, she tightened her fingers, trying to confirm that pulsating feeling. George slightly lifted his chin and made a muted moan.

"Mmm... move a little..." His Adam's apple slid up and down sharply, as if swallowing, the sound rough like sand.

Ellie felt her heart being brushed by that sandy feeling, her lower abdomen tingling, and her thighs growing weak.

Unconsciously, she swallowed along with him, lowering her gaze and looking at the thick, hard flesh stick she held in her hand. Its head was reddish-purple, almost as large as a pillar, with traces of moisture...

"Is this good?" she asked softly, slowly stroking the hot and burning penis in her hand, immediately feeling it swell.

He let out a low groan that dispersed in the air.

"Like this, with a larger range of motion." He tightened his grip on her wrist with his large hand, while his other hand went up to grip her shoulder, as if afraid that she might suddenly let go and run away.

Her wrist and shoulder were slightly painful from his grip, but her thigh roots became even weaker. She slowly pulled apart her hands that held the penis, moving them up and down.

"Yes, like this, very comfortable..." George felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and his precum flowed out after a couple of strokes.

The faint fishy and salty scent that had been lingering in their breaths suddenly became clear, even a bit intense.

Ellie instinctively held her breath, but she couldn't stop her heart from suddenly racing, her chest feeling stuffy, and a warm trickle flowing down her lower region...

She knew she was wet, even though she was the one helping him and he hadn't done anything, she was actually getting wet... and her vagina was swollen...

Ellie felt a sense of shame from her body's reaction, and her already flushed face grew even hotter.

Unconsciously, she tightened her legs and lowered her head a bit, letting her long hair fall and cover her face.

George, who had been watching her the whole time, saw everything and his gaze grew even darker.

He released her wrist and lifted his hand to brush away the hair that had just fallen, his rough fingertips rubbing against her ear that had turned red as if it could bleed.

Ticklish... Ellie immediately tilted her head slightly, shrank her shoulders, and let out a soft moan.

The sound was like a gasp, but also like a whimper. Ellie herself was startled by it. Just because he touched her ear, she made that kind of sound... it sounded... so seductive...

"Are you wet?" he asked.

Ellie couldn't bring herself to admit it. She felt her whole body burning up, even her hair was sweating.

She quickly shook her head and unconsciously increased the speed of her stroking hand on his penis...

"Hiss..."

The pleasure instantly became intense. George furrowed his brows and let out a hissing sound.

Her voice became more and more determined, and at the same time, it confirmed that she was indeed getting wet. Because she was trying to divert his attention, it was a way of avoidance.

She really...was not as fragile as he imagined.

She just cared too much about certain things, and that made her cautious. He had always been the one to overthink things, which had ironically backfired.

This might be what Patrick had always said about the reverse of the way.

At that time, he found it amusing, but now he realized that it could be applied in this context.

It turns out that regardless of Patrick's usual nonchalant and frivolous demeanor, when it comes to understanding, he's truly ahead of him...

George took a deep breath and exhaled. His large hand gently moved down her shoulder, cupped one of her breasts, and held it firmly.

Ellie's body immediately trembled, and in an instant, the warmth from his palm penetrated through her thin pajamas and branded her flesh...