Andrey sat beside Lumy on the wide back seat. The air was still heavy from the previous reward session, but now the tension was focused entirely on her.
Lumy's breathing was already ragged. The curse the System placed on her was working relentlessly a deep, throbbing heat pulsed inside her womb, making her thighs tremble. She tried to move away, but her body felt weak.
"Andrey… don't…" she whispered, voice shaking.
Andrey looked at her for a moment, then slowly reached out. His hand gently touched her waist, sliding up along the elegant deep blue dress. The fabric was smooth and thin, clinging to her full breasts and curvaceous figure. He caressed her side, then moved higher, cupping one of her large breasts through the dress.
Lumy gasped sharply. "Nngh…!"
In her mind, she repeated desperately:
'Felix… forgive me… This isn't what I want… Forgive me…'
