Interrupting Cleora in such a moment would only earn her wrath, and he knew better than to provoke it.
A moment later, Nora happened to pass by.
At first, she didn't register the sounds—until she stopped, caught in the middle of the hallway. Her face flushed deep red as realization dawned. With wide eyes and stiff movements, she turned on her heel and bolted away, her footsteps retreating rapidly down the corridor.
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Not knowing what's happening outside, Jolthar kept on pounding her pussy far longer. Cleora's face was a mix of pure agony and desire, and she clutched onto the sheets, moaning at the top of her lungs, not giving a damn about anything past the chamber doors.
Jolthar could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching around him as she neared her climax. He increased his pace, his body slamming into hers, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
