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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 **********

MotivatedSloth · Fantaisie
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Developing Nadia

"Why do I have the feeling that you want to have a go right now?" Nadia asked in a flirty tone while moving her hips just the tiny little bit necessary to teasingly rub her crotch against Mathew's tent. "Do you want me to blow you before we go?"

"That's one hell of a tempting offer," Mathew admitted, only to then press his lips together and grit his teeth. "But I don't think it's a wise thing to do," he added, turning his head away to hide just how much he had to struggle against the desires of his body to shoot the offer down.

"Not wise?" Nadia asked, leaning her head to the side in confusion. "Is it unhealthy or something?" she added, trying to clarify her lack of understanding.

"Maybe it works different for girls, but there is a reason why jerking off is also called blowing off some steam," Mathew pointed out while shaking his head. "Sure, getting one out would clear my mind by a whole lot..."

The young man pursed his lips once again, only to end up shaking his head.