"Luke? You still in there?" Dart asked from the other side.
Luke's hand instantly clamped over Nadia's mouth, muffling her shaky breath.
At the same time, his two thick fingers kept sliding in and out of her soaked pussy without missing a beat.
The wet, light squelching sounds of her dripping cunt filled the narrow space, quiet but impossibly lewd.
"Ah, yes, Dart?" Luke answered, voice perfectly casual, even as he curled his fingers inside her and rubbed firmly against that sensitive spot.
Nadia's eyes widened in panic, her body tensing, but the pleasure didn't stop.
Her inner walls fluttered wildly around his invading fingers, juices coating his hand as he kept pumping them slowly and deeply.
She wanted to resist but if she made a voice now, it would be all over.
"I was wondering if you've seen Nadia," Dart called back. "She went to give you some clothes a while ago."
Luke grinned down at the trembling woman on her knees, his fingers never slowing.
