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    Angela couldn’t move from the position where she lifted the cloth and exposed her vagina. All she could do was look up at Croton.

    ‘I am… a saint of the Hedon Church… so…’

    Even though she tried to calm her mind, Angela’s will was scattered like grains of sand.

    The large size of the orc that he looked up at. The intimidating feeling he felt instinctively. The memories of pleasure that came to mind. He felt himself helpless in the confusion that seemed to be haphazardly torn through his mind and body.

    The anticipation and excitement that blossomed in her helplessness tormented her even more. Her body, which had learned the pleasure of pleasure, was feeling a temptation that was hard to resist.

    “I guess you don’t know how to calm your heated body, because you’re a saint.”

    Croton leisurely glanced at his shameful appearance. Angela trembled slightly at his gaze. However, not even her hands or legs moved.

    “I can’t always do it for you, so today I think I need to teach you how to feel good on your own.”

    Angela felt a chill run through her veins. It would have been better if it had been a chill of fear and terror, but what she felt was the thrilling kind of chill that comes from playing a dangerous game.

    Even she felt it unconsciously, as her body slowly began to fill with anticipation.

    “Haaah··· This··· This··· This··· It’s a mistake··· So··· Please let me move···”

    Croton just chuckled at Angela’s words. She herself thought it was an excuse, but there was no way anyone else would believe it.

    “A mistake··· Rather, it seems like a normal reaction. If you are like a saint, you probably have no tolerance for pleasure, but you made me feel good and then left me alone, so there is nothing I can do.”

    “That··· That··· No···”

    “If not, why are you lifting your clothes like this?”

    “읏···”

    Angela couldn’t bring herself to say it. She was too embarrassed to say it because when she recalled the memory of that day, her clothes felt like they were soaking wet with love juice. But Croton’s gaze seemed to see through it all.

    “I guess I need to tell you directly for the sake of the dishonest saintess.”

    Croton grabbed Angela’s chest viciously. Her heated body responded faithfully to the given stimulus, and a heat like a faint flame grew inside her body.

    “Huhhh···!”

    Normally, I would have thought that the orc’s hand was rough and unpleasant. However, I couldn’t dislike the pleasantly stimulating sensation. Even though I thought it was not right, I kept thinking that it felt good.

    “Haa··· Haeueueu··· Eww···! Ah··· No··· Ewww···!”

    “Remember what feels good to you when you touch it. Then you can solve it when you are alone.”

    Angela couldn’t understand what he meant. But she felt it instinctively. He had a clear, subconscious memory of how pleasant it felt to touch him.

    Every time Croton played with her luscious breasts, pleasure seemed to seep into her body.

    “They’re already reacting like this here too.”

    Her nipples, hardened by pleasure, slightly protruded through the white cloth. This reaction, which seemed to clearly indicate that she was excited, brought pleasure to Croton.

    Angela, on the other hand, blushed with shame.

    “Haa··· Haaa···! Ah··· No···! Huuu···!! Haat···!”

    A self-inflicted shameful position.

    A body that is excited while being teased.

    Everything she felt seemed to be accusing her of being an obscene saint.

    Moreover, Croton rubbed her nipples against the ceiling as if she was trying to push herself further.

    “Heeet···!! Haaang···! Haat··· Heeet···!!”

    “What is it? While panting like this.”

    Croton, who was rubbing her nipples, gathered the white cloth between her breasts. This forced her pink nipples to reveal their excitement.

    “Aah···!”

    A saint’s garment worn around the sternum.

    Fully exposed, plump, pure white breasts.

    Lovely pink colored nipples and areolas.

    The appearance of the exposed saint was mixed with a sacred atmosphere and radiated a sensuality. There was a beauty that seemed obscene yet stimulated desire.

    “You look good in this outfit.”

    Croton caressed and rubbed her exposed nipples.

    Angela couldn’t help but let out a strange moan at the vivid pleasure of feeling his fingers, which was different from the pleasure of being rubbed against her through the cloth.

    “Haeeeeung···! Haa··· Haaat···!! Ahhh···!!”

    Unable to resist the hypnosis that told her she couldn’t move, all she could do was twitch her body and express her pleasure.

    The pleasure of pleasure that was slowly eating away at her helplessness was slowly melting away her patience, reason, and self-esteem.

    “There’s a rumor that sunken nipples are lewd, so maybe the saintess is the one who fits that description.”

    Angela shook her head in denial at Croton’s mischievous words. But even such a small denial was impossible.

    “Haat···! Aaah··· Haeu …

    Angela’s voice, mixed with moans, sounded strange.

    Croton continued to rub her nipples persistently as if to admit her obscenity, and the moans coming out of her mouth were becoming sweeter and sweeter.

    “You seem pretty happy about that.”

    “Haee …

    “So you can’t help it because you’re being touched. Then I guess I have to touch you even more. So that the saintess can be happy.”

    “Haaah··· Hahsht···! Ah··· No··· Huat···! Huhhuhsht··· That··· Isn’t··· Huhhuhsht···!!”

    As Croton lightly twisted her nipples, Angela shuddered. The pleasure was so intense that she even forgot what she was thinking. It was as if pleasure had cleared her mind.

    “As expected, the bottom is completely soaked.”

    As Croton had said, the love juice was constantly flowing out of Angela’s petals. The love juice flowing down her thighs was clearly revealing the fact that she wanted pleasure.

    While Angela’s thoughts paused in pleasure, he caressed her wet vagina with his hand.

    “Haeeeung···!”

    A groan of pleasure escaped her unconscious mind. At the same time, Angela’s thoughts began to move again.

    ‘Ah… no… if you touch me now…’

    But before she could even ask, Croton’s finger dug into her vagina.

    “Huhhh···!!”

    A thrilling pleasure that suddenly hit me without warning. It felt like every cell in my body was filled with joy.

    Angela wanted to writhe in ecstatic pleasure, but she couldn’t even do that.

    All she was allowed was to enjoy the pleasure that was rushing in and moan in pleasure.

    “Haaang···!! Heuheu··· Haeueu···! Aheueueueu···!!”

    “Remember this well. This is called ‘masturbation’. Including the breasts you touched a little while ago. From now on, when you are alone, this is how you can pass the time.”

    Croton spoke slyly, moving his fingers up and down quickly. Each time his fingers went in and out of the vaginal walls filled with love juice, a decadent sound of water and a sweet moan echoed through the room.

    Creak! Creak! Creak! Creak! Creak!

    “Eu …

    Croton thought it was cute to see Angela moaning and pleading pitifully.

    Although it was because of hypnosis, there was a faint hint of joy on her face as she asked me to do it while lifting her clothes and putting them between her breasts.

    “Remember well. How the Saint likes her pussy being poked!”

    The finger quickly poked her vagina as if it was going to send her away for sure. Every time the finger dug inside, Angela instinctively clenched her vaginal walls and had to enjoy the pleasure of her love juice flowing out.

    “Haaah··· Huuuung···! Really···! Ahhh···!! Haaah··· Anymore···! Huu …

    Angela felt like the word limit was filling her head. But no matter how much she begged, Croton’s fingers did not stop. Instead, they were getting faster and faster.

    Unable to bear it any longer, she finally reached climax, her body shaking.

    “Ahhh···!!!”

    Angela’s body trembles as if she is having a convulsion.

    She was enjoying the feeling of her brain melting with pleasure as she reached orgasm while her vagina was being vigorously thrust.

    “Huh··· Haaat··· Eeeep···!”

    Angela stood there for a long time, feeling the afterglow of her orgasm before she could regain her senses and catch her breath.

    But she couldn’t help but feel a chill at the sound of Croton’s voice whispering in her ear.

    “Now that we’ve finished the preview, it’s time to review. I think the saintess needs to check what she’s learned by moving around herself.”

    Croton looked down as if it was too early to finish.

    Angela couldn’t refuse it.

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