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Leveling Up Wives In The Apocalypse

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for. But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again? But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out? And most of it all, why does the school looks like it did just a moment before the apocalypse began? ********** Discord link: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr **********

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Unexpected source of blood

"I wish we could go back to the normal world," Mathew whispered in a low voice. He then snuck his arms below Nadia's armpits and pulled her into a hug.

"How convenient it would be for some omnipotent entity to just snap its fingers and turn it all into just a bad dream," Nadia commented, only to then release a light, nervous chuckle.

The girl then turned her head up, locking her moist eyes on Mathew's face.

"Can you kiss me?" Nadia asked, her lips trembling a little.

Even with Mathew's cum slowly trickling down the inner part of her thigh, Nadia managed to retain her innocence.

"You shouldn't even ask," Mathew replied before grabbing Nadia's chin with three of his fingers and gently reuniting their lips.

They just finished a round of intense fucking. And yet, rather than slurping each other's saliva as they would while doing the deed, their kiss turned out to be gentle, delicate, and extremely intimate.