The Heart System Chapter 473

I was... whew. I felt exhausted. We'd been at it all night, and now everything was a total disaster. No chance of work today. There was no way we'd get up on time. It all blurred together, but I recalled that when we finally crashed onto the bed, the clock had already hit six in the morning, with the sun beginning its rise.

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Sexual Activity Completed

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Partner: Group sex

EXP Gained: +3900

Villain Bonus: +1000 EXP

Star Rating: 4.9 ★★★★

Reason: -

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Bliss Multiplier: 7350c

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A groan escaped me as my eyes fluttered open, revealing the well-known ceiling of the master bedroom. A soft, weighty presence pressed warmly against my back—plush, comforting, recognizable. Turning my head slightly, I spotted Kayla nestled behind me, deep in slumber, her naked breasts flattened against my spine, one arm wrapped protectively around my waist. Her breaths came steady and calm, her lips ajar just a bit.

Shifting my gaze downward, I noticed Minne stretched out over my right leg—completely bare, her petite frame partially hanging off the mattress, legs swinging over the side. My flaccid dick lay against her brow, gradually hardening as arousal surged through me at the view of her serene expression and the sensation of Kayla's contours fitting snugly against my form.

A smile tugged at my lips involuntarily, followed by a wide yawn as I stretched out gingerly to avoid disturbing their sleep.

'Morning, handsome.'

Jasmine emerged from the bathroom, her bathrobe tied loosely, strands of hair wet and messy. She propped herself against the doorframe, a sly grin on her face.

'Hey,' I replied, my voice gravelly from just waking. 'What time is it?'

'Eleven in the morning.' She walked over softly, her robe parting slightly to reveal a hint of flesh. 'We totally overslept, didn't we?'

'Yeah... we sure did.'

The system interface popped up without warning.

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Evan Marlowe [Level 18]

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Age: 21

Height: 180 cm

Weight: 76 kg

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EXP: 11213 / 12224

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And... here's the next screen.

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SHOP [Page 2]

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• Hypnotic Perfume (40c)

• Time Stop (90c)

• 500 Dollars (50c)

• 1 Ability Point (150c)

• 1 Mastery Point (160c)

• Desire Aura (100c)

• Reputation Point +30 (200c)

• Mastery Evolve (1500c)

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Credits: 13609c

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With Minne exposed in her nudity and Kayla's breasts firm against my back—my erection grew rigid, lifting until it tapped against Minne's forehead. Moments later, her eyelids lifted lazily. She blinked drowsily, head still resting on my thigh, before locking eyes with me. A deep blush spread across her face the instant she felt what pressed against her skin.

'Hey, honey,' I whispered gently.

'M-Master...' She gulped, her gaze falling to my pulsing length—veiny, swollen, a drop of precum already forming at the tip. 'I'll take care of it.'

'Thank you.'

'Always.'

She adjusted her position—remaining prone across my leg—and aligned her face above me. Her delicate lips parted, and she enveloped the tip, drawing on it lightly. She managed roughly half my size—her throat too narrow, her cheeks dimpling cutely in her effort. I placed a hand on her nape and urged her a tad deeper. A soft choke came from her, tears welling up, yet she held steady. I released pressure right away, caressing her locks instead.

'Let me deal with him,' Kayla whispered from behind, her tone raspy with sleep. 'Don't overwhelm the sweet thing.'

'Oh. Morning.'

Kayla moved, gliding her form along mine until her head aligned with my groin. She nudged Minne aside tenderly—Minne shifted upward to observe, eyes rounded—and clasped the base with one hand. Then she engulfed me in a fluid, profound swallow—lips widening, throat yielding, taking me fully to the hilt without pause. A deep moan escaped me, my head dropping back onto the cushion briefly, lids shutting as her throat contracted around my shaft.

'Where’s Nala?' I gasped while Jasmine slid one leg into her underwear, steadying herself at the bed's side.

'At work, believe it or not,' Jasmine replied, drawing the fabric along her legs. 'She went to check for updates on that K guy.'

'Hmm.' Kayla plunged deeper—her nose grazing my abdomen—and I let out a louder groan. 'Damn... you're amazing, Kayla.'

She withdrew gradually, mouth glistening, a smug smile playing on her lips. 'This is just the start.'

Before I could say more, she lifted one leg over me and mounted my waist in reverse—facing away. Her enormous rear loomed over my dick—so voluptuous that it quivered at the tiniest shift. She descended leisurely, sandwiching my shaft between her cheeks without penetration. The heat surrounded me at once—velvety, yielding, intoxicating. She swayed front and back, gliding me along her crease like meat in bread, the sensation electric.

Her backside was otherworldly—each globe so ample it engulfed half my length per stroke, the valley so profound my cock vanished entirely within. The surface was silky, perfect, the sort of rear that halted time. With every hip sway, the cheeks met with a gentle slap, clenching and freeing me in flawless tempo.

'Fuck...' I growled, my hands reaching for her hips on instinct. 'Your ass is unbelievable... so plush... so damn juicy...'

Kayla laughed softly, pressing more firmly. 'Enjoying the squeeze between these cheeks, baby? Sense how they cradle you... how they devour you...'

Jasmine observed from the bed's rim, grinning as she completed her outfit. 'I'll get breakfast going,' she announced, moving toward the exit. 'Try not to wreck the bed.'

Minne began trailing after her—tiny steps to the door.

I extended my arm swiftly and grasped her wrist. 'No. Stay here. Observe and pick up tips on delivering a real assjob from Kayla.'

Minne halted, her face burning crimson. 'O-okay, Master... I'll study it.'

Kayla looked over her shoulder, beaming kindly. 'Aww, adorable.'

She continued her motions, rubbing my cock along her split, cheeks clamping firmer each time. I sensed every flex of muscle beneath her flesh, every wobble as she intensified her rolls.

I drew Minne nearer softly and positioned her lying beside me on her side, oriented toward me. My left hand ventured between her legs, digits locating her slit—damp, puffy already. I traced lazy loops on her nub, then inserted two fingers within—bending them up, teasing the sensitive area that drew her sharp intake of breath.

Minne let out a soft cry, her narrow hips bucking into my palm. 'Master... ah... your fingers...'

Using my right hand, I swung it up and landed a solid slap on Kayla’s right globe—strong enough to send waves through the flesh and deepen its rosy hue. Kayla sighed in pleasure, bearing down with more force.

'Yes... spank me... keep going... I adore your palm on my ass as I glide over you...'