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Aaaaah.

It was all Mary could do not to squirm and whimper out loud as the duke's fingers forayed further into forbidden territory. She nearly died and cried out as she felt the heat of his touch nearing her cunt, and her whole body trembled when his fingers slipped inside of her panties...and started stroking the moist folds of her pussy.

Reginald had so many damn plans to prove to the other man that he was still in control. But the moment he heard the telltale sound of fabric snapping back into place, and he saw how the duke was whipping out a silk monogrammed handkerchief before taking his sweet goddamn time to wipe the familiar creamy wetness off his fingers—-

FUUUUUUUCK.

The professor shook in impotent rage, and he felt even more humiliated and helpless upon looking around. All of his other students were staring at their table, and the pity on their faces made him want to howl yet again.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

They knew, dammit!

All of his students obviously knew that the duke had already been playing with Mary's virginal pussy all the fucking time Reginald had been blabbing like an idiot.

Reginald inhaled deeply in an effort to calm himself. All was not yet lost. He still had a chance to take his lamb back, and when he turned to Mary, he was once again the mild-mannered professor that had captivated her on the first day.

"You don't look well," Reginald said in concern. "Shall I drive you back to the dorm?"

Mary, however, was no longer the docile little lamb he knew.

The moment Mary had seen the fury in the professor's gaze, it was as if a spell had been broken. She no longer saw him through rose-colored glasses, and she finally realized that his gentleness was also a sham. The professor had been deceiving her...just like how her stepfather enjoyed deceiving everyone else, and it was because of this she heard herself say, "It's alright, Professor. H-His Grace has already offered to take me home."

Professor Byron looked as if he wanted to kill her. Rathe looked as if he wanted to devour her. She wasn't quite sure which of these two was worse, but one thing she was certain of: with the duke at least, she could count on him to be honest, and honest he so was, when as soon as they made it to the backseat of his limousine, and her crutches fell to the carpeted floor—-

Aaaaah.

The duke had her on her back in a flash, and she could only writhe and moan as he cupped her painfully swollen tits. She knew she should care about whether or not the driver knew what they were up to, or that people they were driving past might see them through the windows. She knew she should care about such things...but she just couldn't, with desire having already turned her brain into mush, and all Mary could do was beg for more.

"P-Please, R-Rathe..."

Rathe's entire body jerked at the sound of his name on her lips. It was the sexiest fucking sound, and it had him getting rid of her dress in no time.

Ah, fuck.

She really did have the most incredible taste in lingerie, with both her skimpy bra and panties made from the sheerest of lace. It was delicate and seductive...just like her.

Mary colored when she saw the way the duke was staring at her breasts as he palmed them.

"I'm s-sorry," she stammered. "I k-know they're not cute and small—-"

"Are you fucking kidding me, little pearl?" Rathe groaned. "I love that they're so fucking big they perfectly fit my hands."

The duke was already bending his head as he spoke, and she was no longer able to reply.

Aaaaah.

She had been so, so lucky that in all the years Bartholomew had been her stepfather, his fanatical beliefs had somehow kept him in check, and the fact that members of his church frequently visited their home had also helped.

As such, this was her first time to experience anything sexual, and it had Mary's eyes prickling with tears, the moment she felt Rathe's lips close over the straining tip of her breast.

Ooooooooh.

He suckled her nipples one at a time, and he did so with such fierce hunger that she couldn't keep herself from clutching his head as her body arched up and she ended up pushing her nipple deeper into his mouth.

A gasp escaped her when his hand suddenly slipped between their bodies, and she could only gasp again as he penetrated her pussy with one finger.

His finger pushed deeper into her, and another cry slipped past her lips.

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