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After two weeks, the two of them started introducing themselves and talked about many things. Laila is half-Japanese, born to an English mother and a Japanese father. He knew that his mother was a busy career woman and that his father was a stay-at-home husband.
When her mother's white skin changed color, it was more vivid than that of Asians.
Laila says this while looking down and clapping the hand next to her.
I fear that what I said to the boys who tried to attack Lyra before will come back to me. Only God knows where this would be considered an assault, but I would like to ask for a pardon for being imprisoned for 20 years.
It's okay because he's the one calling. Katsuro makes that decision and sits down next to him. When lined up like that, it becomes more and more like Beauty and the Beast.
An indescribable silence dominates the room.
It was the girl's awkward voice that broke it.
Katsuro is speechless. I never expected the words to come out of Lyra's mouth. And because I couldn't understand the intent of the question, I couldn't think of a reply. Lila, perhaps irritated by Katsuro's silence, started talking continuously.
That's right. Katsuro had been away for about two weeks, wanting to relieve his anxiety as much as possible.
Lila continued to repeat, interrupting Katsuro's voice.
That was an unexpected statement.
Lyra was clutching the sheets and blushing uneasily. |
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Katsuro couldn't say anything else. Because his mouth was physically covered.
With Lyra's lips.
My breasts are small, but...I'll do my best to satisfy the janitor. Well, men feel good when they touch them."
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However, perhaps due to too much force, Lila's body could not withstand Katsuro's strength and easily collapsed. Still holding Lila's hand, Katsuro put his hands on the bed and got into a push-up position. Underneath, Lila was sleeping on her back.
From the sidelines, it only looks like Katsuro is pushing Lyra down.
Lyra closes her eyes and slightly pouts her lips.
--As a side note, Katsuro was a famous person in the adult entertainment industry of his original world. Something that requires a lot of energy and is outside the standard. Coincidentally, even the women who worked in the area nicknamed him ``The Orc''. The woman I was dealing with may be out of breath for a while, or even pass out, or in some cases, may even become depressed.
In a sense, he was feared because such a man came four times a week.
Katsuro hasn't released his energy for two weeks. It's hard to go to sex clubs, and I can't even masturbate in the same room as her.
--In other words, it was the limit of my patience. |
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Lyra is surprised by the sudden kiss. What's more, Katsuro's big tongue invades her mouth, and in no time even her own tongue is entangled. Laila, who has no experience, does as she is done. A sweet voice comes out on its own.
The way she was tied up by the big man with both her hands restrained was criminal, but Lila's expression was one of happiness.
Lila wondered why she was so happy, even though her condition was not that different from when she was attacked by her classmates.
However, Katsuro chastised her for thinking too much, so she stopped thinking.
He reaches out to touch Lyra's modest chest. Although he was modest for a high school student, there was a certain bulge in his face. It changes shape with Katsuro's thick fingers.
The feel of it through the thin sweatshirt irritates me, so I roll it up.
The cute pastel yellow underwear underneath the unisex outfit had a lewdness to it that Katsuro had never experienced before. There are many ways to dress up when dealing with women in the water business, but the real thing is definitely different.
Or maybe it's because Lyra has such a neat atmosphere.
The unripe fruit hidden in her bra fit perfectly into Katsuro's palm, and he felt a sensation in his palm that he couldn't experience otherwise.
Her stomach, smooth and flawless like white porcelain, was revealed. I could clearly feel the fast-paced heartbeat coming from deep within my chest.
I can't help but hear a sound in my throat.
When Katsuro pulls down her shorts, Katsuro sees the girlish lingerie that matches her top and bottom. When I reached down with my left hand while playing with my chest with my right hand...
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Laila, who begs while covering her mouth with a sweatshirt, is the one who can arouse lust more than any prostitute. And the fact that such a woman had feelings for him made Katsuro irresistibly excited.
Katsuro traces the top of his shorts. The damp nylon fabric wets the dry skin of a fortysomething.
Lyra and I had played with that area before, but the pleasure that hit me was completely different from that time. It was like an electric current.
Seeing that reaction stimulated my sense of mischief.
I try to scratch the shorts with my nails.
Cos cos cos.
Rub vigorously with the pads of your fingers.
It makes a hollow sound like a bad recorder. The more you rub, the more liquid will overflow from the tip of the cloth.
Of course it's not normal.
Even in the original world, it was feared as a natural technique in the adult entertainment industry, and ladies became addicted to it. With such hands, while playing with her pussy through her shorts, his right hand entered through the gap in her bra. There is a small protrusion at the back. When I turned it between my fingers, Lyra gasped in amusement.
The reason his face melts when he kisses her is not just because of Lila's love for him. That was also due to Katsuro's skill. It was common for girls who were not allowed to kiss even if it was OK to do so, to go along with the flow and allow it, and end up intertwining their tongues like lovers.
Katsuro had mistakenly thought that it was a performance like that.
In a sense, Katsuro may have lived a happy life even in his original world.
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Katsuro's personality changes slightly during the act. Although it looks like rape, the kiss is just like a loving couple. It is also Katsuro's technique to focus his thoughts only on pleasure by inducing a state of mild oxygen deprivation.
Then, without any warning, I tugged on her nipples and let out a squirt.
Lyra arched her body and stretched out her legs. After that, I laid my body down on the bed, feeling exhausted. A sensation ran through my entire body, as if the current from earlier had been multiplied many times over. Katsuro pauses to take a breather. When I stroked Lila's velvety blonde hair, I saw a relieved look on her face, so I did so for a while.
After catching her breath, Lila smiles and starts talking. There was something sensational about his breathing and cheerful cheeks.
While saying that, Laila reaches out to touch Katsuro's crotch.
The way he handled it was like caring for a stray cat.
Katsuro made up his mind and put his hand on the belt of his pants.
It felt like having sex for the first time. In fact, this is her first time having sex outside of prostitution. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. Still, so as not to make Lyra feel uneasy, he pulled down his pants along with his pants in a practiced gesture...
Lyra couldn't immediately understand what had appeared in front of her.
Even this didn't mean he had never seen AV or adult manga. I only know what an erect penis looks like. Laila also knew that this was something far different from the Japanese people.
It was thicker than Lyra's slender arms, and so long that I was worried that it would fit inside her vagina.
Lyra's gaze was fixed on it, which was bigger than her own face.
This makes me a woman... Whether you like it or not, it makes you imagine it. |
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I run my tongue around the shaft of the penis that hits the sky. His tongue was slurping and slurping, like a dog or cat drinking milk.
Although he wasn't very good at it, the sight of a beautiful girl servicing his cock aroused a sense of lust in Katsuro. I felt like a king.
The slimy mouth is filled with a big dick.
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I was worried because she was trying to swallow it too deeply, so I patted Lila's head. Well, even if he suffocated, he would come back to life.
Instead of replying, Lyra licks the glans in her mouth.
Laila stimulates the back of the strip with her tongue while stroking further. Perhaps she was happy that Katsuro made a sound, as she sucked it in pleasure.
If a boy who had feelings for Lyla saw it, it would be a smile that would distort his sexual tendencies. As if he was getting used to it little by little, Katsuro's balls began to produce sperm. The rod became extremely stiff.
Sensing this, Lila removed her face from Katsuro's thighs.
Lyra puffs out her cheeks and feels sullen. Still, I muttered, feeling embarrassed.
...Putun. |
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Lila is confused by Katsuro's change.
--Two weeks of abstinence despite having an affair. And finally, Lila is urged to cum inside her.
In the end, it was the limit of reason.
Biki-biki-biki! Katsuro barks. An enlarged penis.
He pushes Lila down and violently strips her of her underwear. The bottom of my shorts was already wet. However, Lila has no time to blush with shame.
Katsuro placed his painfully engorged penis against Lyra's crack.
He firmly grabbed Lyra's waist, and there was no way for him to escape. It was impossible to resist Katsuro's muscular strength. Moreover, his eyes were fixed and his breathing was rough.
Although it was not conveyed to Lyra, it means that it is at least ten. He once knocked out five prostitutes in one night.
However, it is clear that Katsuro is serious.
When Lyra saw Katsuro's penis, she wondered if she would be alive after I finished. I asked with a smile on my face while shivering. --I didn't know that it would have the opposite effect.
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It was proof that Katsuro's big dick had conquered Laila's virgin pussy. Before she could feel the pain of the melon, a numbness took control of Lila's brain as Portio was punched.
How sweet is the petite high school girl's slutty hole?
Katsuro felt an ecstasy deep within his loins that he had never felt before.
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He wasn't even allowed to breathe at his own pace anymore, breathing in and out as Katsuro moved back and forth.
Drool was dripping from his sloppily opened mouth.
Move from the cervix to the G spot torture. Move your hips so that the glans touches a few centimeters from the vaginal opening. Moreover, it is stubborn and persistent due to the principle of leverage.
Guniiiii! âĄâĄ
Yes, for Katsuro, everything up until now was like foreplay. It wasn't hard enough for me to ejaculate.
He covered Lila and pressed her hands to the bed. Lyra's body is completely hidden from view by the orc-sized body. It's a so-called seeding press position. Even though she didn't know the name, Lyra recognized it right away.
I think this means to let it all out inside. |
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Dochun! âĄâĄ Pan Pan Pan Pan âĄâĄâĄ
âHaheeâĄâĄ Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
He violently thrusts his big dick in and out of Laila's fresh pussy. Even though it was wet from the foreplay, the entire cock was wrapped tightly.
The sound of skin hitting skin was so loud that it exceeded the sound of water and Lyra's panting voice.
Muchuuuuuuu âĄâĄ Verooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo âĄâĄ
Deep kiss while being pressed for seed. Lovey-dovey sex between two people who only look like a compensated couple. In the original world, it would have been mating to make a baby.
Pan-pan-pan! âĄâĄâĄ Duchuduchuduchuduchuttu âĄâĄâĄ Katsuro made a last spurt. The movement of her hips became faster, and Laila wrapped her arms around Katsuro's neck and hugged him with her legs, in a so-called Daishuki Hold position, trying hard to hold back the rising wave of climax.
Katsuro was also at the limit of his patience.
--Byuu~~~~~~!!!âĄâĄâĄâĄ
Katsuro releases a special thick semen after abstinence while feeling the body temperature of Laila as she hugs him with her whole body. Katsuro's ejaculation doesn't end in an instant. Normally it takes a few seconds, but this time it took easily over ten seconds to spit out the semen.
Katsuro finishes ejaculating while pushing it deep inside and pulls out his penis, which remains hard. |
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I patted Lyra's head as a cloudy liquid flowed from her pussy. It is highly concentrated and has a viscosity similar to that of yogurt rather than a liquid. The amount was so great that a pool of semen was forming.
The unique skill activated properly..." The two of them were happy to have achieved their initial goal.
And from now on, we will continue to explore dungeons as partners.
It was a slightly different first experience than usual, but today was a wonderful memory for Laila.
It was supposed to be...
Katsuro's enthusiasm for saying this shows no signs of waning. The extremely excellent testicles are already producing new sperm.
Lyra smiled sheepishly.
The night isn't over yet.
--In the end, he ejaculated about 12 times in total, making Lyra climax 30 times.
With hands trembling with excitement, I opened the browser on my PC.
Move the cursor to the bookmark bar and click the ``Seika Gakuen Official Homepage'' icon.
Seika Gakuen is one of Japan's leading girls' schools, where female students are the best in every sense of the word: daughters of large companies, only daughters of former conglomerates, popular idols, and top student models. Its homepage contains the same administrative information as any other school, such as tournament results reports and entrance exam information. Perhaps compliance is strict because the students are students, but there are not a single photo of the students' faces. It was so simple that it was unbecoming of such a spectacular accomplishment.
I go to the administrator login page from the menu bar. I entered a complex password and ID containing dozens of characters and pressed the enter key. |
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T: 167cm B: 104 W: 62 H: 90
Introduction: Her father is the president of an IT company in Sweden, and her mother is a famous pianist, so although she comes from a first-class family, she has a kind and smiling personality that is kind to everyone. You can spend sweet time together, or devour her naughty body to your heart's content, we promise you the best time ever.
The concrete information exposed to the public makes my crotch even more excited. In addition to the profile photo, there are also some promotional photos. One photo shows her smiling shyly while covering her eyes with her hands, one provocative photo shows her bending her hips to emphasize her breasts and buttocks, and the one with her student ID card shows her cleavage forming a plump line. A photo showing her in full uniform.
The clear photo on his student ID clearly shows that he is a member of Seika Academy. A delivery health service where you can hold a real S-class lady. I pressed the call button, savoring the bliss of being able to receive such service.
congratulations. you have been chosen.
A month ago, I received an email containing the text along with a URL and a mysterious string of characters. I shudder to think that I would have just sent this suspicious email to the trash.
Enter what looks like an ID and path in the URL destination. What was ahead was that delivery health site. As I read through it, thinking it was well done for a scam site, I noticed something strange. I could see some familiar clothes here and there.ã
Suppressing my heart palpitations, I click on the page titled ``For first-time users.'' There was a description of this dreamlike site.
According to him, this site is a delivery health girl dispatch site operated by Seika Gakuen.
According to him, he dispatches his own students through hypnosis.
According to him, the right to use it is limited to a very small number of people selected based on hidden criteria.
According to him, the usage fee is free.
As I scrolled through the page, laughing at the explanation, which seemed too convenient for me, I saw a photo of a certain girl. Miri Mizutani. She was an idol whose popularity was rapidly increasing, and she was often seen in the living room these days. Indeed, I have seen him while attending Seika Academy. |
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[Neat and clean idol with a big butt! For those who want to try something for the first time]
Miri Mizutani(17)
T: 158 B: 86 W: 58 H: 92
Introduction: A miraculous virgin idol who comes from a strict family and has little experience with men (confirmed by herself). Being the first person to meet Mizutani Miri would be something I would be proud of for the rest of my life. If you want to enjoy the premiere's first monobody, hurry.
Everything seemed too real to be an elaborate prank. I now realize the discomfort I felt at the beginning. All of them were entertainers who belonged to Seika Academy that you see in the media.
I specify a nearby love hotel and press the call page in desperation. Even if I was deceived, I didn't care.
When I opened the door, the real Miri Mizutani was standing there. A black ponytail on a gravure-level plump body. A tearful mole with dignified eyes. He has a special appearance that gives him a certain aura that separates him from ordinary people. It was authentic no matter how you looked at it. When I rushed in, the door was locked.
My hand is held. That feeling brought me back to reality, even though I thought I was dreaming.
On that day, Miri Mizutani's experience exceeded five times. I raped Mizutani's breathless female body over and over again, and I was on the verge of fainting from the huge fortune I couldn't take in.
The time it takes to decide which students to invite and to actually meet them is unbearable. A restless feeling crawls all over my body, like when I have the urge to urinate. The ladies at delivery health Seika are all people from another world that people of my rank cannot even get close to. They don't have to worry about photo fraud, which is common in normal adult entertainment. Because no amount of edited photos can match their true beauty.
As the scheduled time of arrival draws nearer, my itchiness begins to play tricks on me, and I begin to feel a primal desire to release my energy as soon as possible. 5 minutes ago, 4 minutes ago, 3 minutes ago.
Without waiting any longer, the cheap doorbell rang.
I gasped when I saw a woman smiling and greeting me at the entrance.
This blonde hair has a natural luster, which is completely different from dyed blonde hair that tends to be damaged. The quality of the fabric makes this blazer for high school girls different from the cheap cosplay you can buy at mass retailers. The elegance that only those who were born rich can wear just by standing there. And, needless to say, she has a beautiful face and voluptuous breasts that seem to contain the desires of a man.
Celeste was a ``real'' young lady from head to toe, and a top-class delivery health girl.
If you bow politely, you will be able to see the swell of your chest from above. Even through her uniform, she was swaying with such a weighty feeling that even the slightest bit of reason disappeared.
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Celeste, whose eyes went blank for a moment at the deeply disrespectful deep kiss that took place without any conversation, didn't refuse but instead accepted with a troubled look in her eyes. As the introduction says, we promise you a great time, and here you can do as much as you want, including things that would normally be rejected in a normal adult entertainment industry.
As if thinking about it, I relaxed my body's stiffness and leaned in, hugging my waist from the other side as well. She stretched out her tongue and pushed back against my tongue, which had just started licking, and they overlapped and licked the insides of each other's mouths.
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All I could hear was the sticky sound of water stirring in my mouth with my tongue, my ragged breathing, and the rustle of my clothes. The lewd sound fills the silence of the midnight, filling the narrow space of the studio with sex.
Their eyes, staring at each other from a close distance, are glaring. Without moving his face, he moved his tongue smoothly, rubbing his entire tongue together, or sucking on my tongue. It's almost time for the patience of my cock to reach its limit. I wanted to ejaculate into this superlative woman's body as soon as possible. With a clicking sound, I unfastened my belt and took off my pants and underwear. His cock was already so tense it was painful.
I sat down on the bed and made Celeste kneel down. Without moving, Celeste made him take off his pants, and his curved cock swam out.
The contrast between Celeste's beautiful face and the flesh stick that gives an image of raw ugliness. Without much patience, I issue the following instructions.
Celeste deftly removes her bra from the open collar of her shirt while still wearing it. Zuroo~âĄ, she pulled out her large bra that was suitable for supporting an I cup, and showed me the side that was in contact with her breasts. Perhaps because her breasts are this big, she's filled with heat, and the pheromones steaming between them are scattered around, making her head dizzy from the incredibly alluring scent.
The milk, which had lost its support, swayed and swayed like jelly or pudding on a plate, inviting me. She takes out a bottle of lotion from under the bed and inserts the spout into Celeste's cleavage through her shirt. When the lotion was poured in with a sloshing sound, Celes stirred slightly.
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When Ceres scoops up the breast meat from the left and right, it deforms in an interesting way, making it extremely soft and firm. Move the lotion up and down in alternating motions to thoroughly apply the lotion. The highly viscous liquid is crushed between the breasts and spread out.
By undoing a few buttons on the shirt that tightly seals the breasts, the hole is completed. The flesh presses tightly against each other, creating a single cleavage. The way the lotion overflowed against the pressure of her breasts was like a genital organ that could almost be called a pussy.
The lifted twin mounds capture my glans, and I feel like I'm about to faint in agony. The obscenely ripe milk meat descends while sucking on the glans. The overwhelming sense of mass that completely covers everything from the sensitive tip to the base will make you fall in love with it.
With a nyupo nyupo, he thrusts his glans into the cleavage of the flesh. I tightened my waist so that it wouldn't come out too soon, and slowly, my big breasts fell down with a nyuupupupupupupu...âĄâĄ.
Her melon-like breasts swallow the cock all the way to the base and still leave some room. Her breasts were being held down from the sides by both hands, and although the pressure was so brutal that they were squeezed tightly, their melting softness made them fit perfectly into the shape of a cock, enveloping them without even a millimeter of space. The soft skin from Scandinavia is extremely fine-grained, and even the finest silk fabrics rub into it with a smoothness that can't be rivaled. It felt so good that my waist felt like it was going to melt, and my voice leaked out.
NyutchuâĄNyutchuâĄNyururu~âĄâĄ Celes brings her breasts together with both hands and crushes the cock from both sides. She resisted the pressure and lifted her hips, causing lotion to overflow from her cleavage. The feeling of ejaculation rapidly increases as the pressure of the flesh leaves no escape no matter how you move.
The sound of breasts bouncing echoed in the room. The slimy skin of her breasts ran up and down her neck, rubbing against her back. The titjob feels so good that it almost makes me cry, and the heat that builds up in my lower back becomes uncontrollable.
Celeste looked at my face as I endured the pain and smiled as if she were a virgin. The lewd movement of the breasts vigorously squeezing the cock beneath them. His testicles shrunk, and an impulse that he couldn't control with his will rushed up. Get out.
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The cock, which mistook it for copulation, spits out semen on the piston of the extremely dense breast meat. It was boiled down to a semi-solid state, and it spread the urethra and shot into the deep cleavage of the flesh. As if pushing back against the weight of my big breasts that resonated against my waist, the endless pleasure lifted my hips and arched my body. It seems to sink forever, but it pushes back with an overwhelming sense of mass. Due to such a contradictory nature, I can't stop my hips even during ejaculation. The amount of ejaculation is so great that my shoulders tremble every time I spit it out. The instinct to impregnate the female in front of him is converted into semen and spit out from the urethra.
The pleasure of ejaculating using a woman's body is something you will never get used to no matter how many times you experience it. When I pulled out the cock that had been pushed in so deeply that the breast skin and testicles were touching, the sensitive glans that had just ejaculated was mercilessly fucked, making me almost lose my hips.
As if to show off her harvest, she spreads her cleavage and shows off the sticky semen that sticks to her like glue. A sticky thread was caught between the breasts, and they suddenly broke off.
Celeste's face slowly approaches me, her tongue sticking out as I breathe on my shoulder. The soft scent of hair. Next was a thick, sticky, sweet smell. The warm, moist flesh of his tongue touched my lips.
Nyururu...âĄReru...âĄReryu...âĄChururu...âĄâĄâĄ
He used his tongue in a way that gently comforted me as I was hit with too much pleasure. Their tongues intertwined with each other, without moving violently. It was a sweet kiss that showed consideration for the other person, completely different from the selfish kiss I gave him at first.
A shiver ran down my spine, and the heat in my body was awakened. Saliva was poured into his mouth, and the slight sweetness of it made his cock erect again. The deep kiss didn't stir things up, but slowly heightened the sexual sensations, and I became irritated, so I started moving my tongue. |
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When their lips part, saliva forms a bridge between their mouths. Celeste's cheeks rose and she looked at me with blank eyes. It even looked like a heart symbol was floating in its eyes.
Celeste's slender, white fingers swung around his cock. As I stroked it lovingly as it trembled, Celeste's mouth approached my ear.
Celeste takes off her clothes one by one. A neatly folded uniform was lined up next to the man, who was not wearing a single robe.
Just like that, I lay down on my back on the cheap mattress in the room and propped up my knees. Feeling embarrassed, I turn my face away. Eventually, as if he had made up his mind, he slowly opened his legs like an overturned frog and took the so-called M-spread position.
The most embarrassing situation, exposing the secret place that should be protected under the electric light. As proof of this, Celes' face was dyed red all the way to her ears, and it looked like she was about to see steam.
Amidst the awkward sales smile I had forced, I couldn't help but feel sadistic as I saw my eyes moist with shame. The soft pubic hair is the same blonde as her hair. The unused cherry-colored contents are hidden in the thick cracks underneath. Every time I heard the shutter sound, my butthole contracted cutely.
After taking a close-up shot of the whole thing, close-up shots of the private parts are taken.
When Celeste uses her hand to open the entrance to her vagina to make it easier to photograph, the wet sound and the obscene odor of a woman rises out of her. I placed Celeste's student ID next to the female hole that was twitching with wistfulness. Full of personal information such as names, photographs, and addresses, when placed next to the hole that welcomes men, it looks just like the manufacturer's label for a masturbator.
As a prank, I touched one of my fingers to her hole. Just move it back and forth at the entrance. The vaginal canal, which is as thick as a finger, tightens mercilessly and caresses the pad of the finger with its folds of flesh. I pull out my finger and try tickling her anus this time. Maybe she can't bear the tickling of the parts that are normally untouched, and she lets out stifled moans like or .
This photo was taken for record purposes. A record to confirm that this dream-like happiness was not a dream. A record to confirm that this female hole is mine.
With her other hand, she played with her smartphone and took pictures of Celeste having her two holes teased.
Once she had finished taking pictures, the album was filled with obscene photos that would have greatly affected Celeste's life if even one were to be leaked.
I rub my cock against Celeste's crotch. I feel like I'm going to ejaculate just from the feel of the plump man meat. But not yet. I can't release it yet.
When I placed my glans against the entrance, I felt the heat of the mucous membranes directly making me buck up. I can't stop now.
Slowly move your hips and twist your cock inside. |
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The folds that are tightly packed in the shallow part stroke the glans. This alone is enough to make you feel faint. But I want to taste it deeper.
Grabbing Celeste's hips, she sank deeper into her. NupupupuâĻ⥠Deeper, deeper. The tightness of the flesh is comfortable. It seems like Celes' body temperature is being felt directly. Eventually, I felt a bump.
I completely buried my entire cock into her slutty vagina.
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Slowly, he pulls out his cock. The protrusions made of soft flesh rub against the densely packed nerves of her neck and back muscles, and her vagina clings tightly as if chasing her. Then, just as it was about to fall out, it penetrated all at once.
Celes opens her eyes and arches her back.
I took notice of his reaction and bucked my hips over and over again. The sound of the skin hitting the skin echoes. Each time, her vaginal folds tremble and caress the cock. It's like being licked by countless tongues.
Hold down Celes' body and repeat the piston as if slamming down from above. Each time, her voluptuous breasts swayed and swayed, and drops of sweat were scattered.
Celes is writhing in agony under my body, shaking her hair. A woman of a rank that even I could not match was twisting her body, opening her mouth sloppily, and letting out a thick, unfamiliar gasp. That made it all the more exciting.
When she gets close to her limit, she rests her hips and kisses her tongue deeply. He licks the pink sweat from the nape of her neck, licks her armpits and licks her armpits, and licks and sucks her areolas, which are large enough to match her breasts. I trampled Celeste's body as much as I could think of and savored it to the fullest. Every time I did that, I could feel Celeste's hips jerking up a few times, and the tightness of her legs around my waist getting tighter, and I knew that she seemed to have reached her climax. My brain was numb with the sense of conquest that I was making her cum with my own cock, and I was even more aroused. She whispers in my ear to report every time I climax.
Celes reports in a sweet, flattering voice. The sight of her was so strange that I couldn't help but hold her tighter and my hips began to move faster.
Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Bachu ⥠Nuchi âĄâĄ Every time I hit my hips, an obscene sound of water echoes, and bubbles mixed with love juice and semen overflow from the joint.
Every time Celeste's cervix is ââhit, her body convulses and her vagina tightens. Unable to withstand the stimulation, I ejaculated again. He captures the uterus that begs for seeding with his glans and cums inside her without any hesitation. It feels like my melted brain is being spewed out from my cock as it travels down my spine.
Celeste's body arched upward. My whole body loses its strength and I sink limply into the bed. |
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Celeste's butt, which was lifted high, fell towards my lower abdomen as I lay on my back. The easy-to-deliver aphrodisiac meat on which she was riding undulated and swayed, and every time her body moved up and down, my semen ejected into her vagina made a gurgling noise.
A pile driving piston cowgirl position where only the buttocks move up and down in a crouching position. I feel the softness of her buttocks as she moans and the pleasure of her weight on my body, as if my whole body is being crushed.
Every time Celeste moves her body up and down, her huge breasts sway and sway, and they are wet with each other's body fluids, and I can't help but get excited by their lewd appearance.
When you lift your body up, the folds of your vagina are entwined with each other as if sucking on it, and when you lower your hips, it feels like you're being sucked all the way to the base.
Sensing that he is about to ejaculate, he shifts from the violent piston to the tightly pressed meat futon.
Celeste arches her back while letting out a sweet moan as her uterus is kneaded by the glans.
The way she vigorously serves me while shaking her big breasts and peach butt to catch my ejaculation, it's like she's become my own personal masturbator.
With her dedication, I too reach my limit.
While absorbing the weight of her body that was covering him with his chest, he ejaculated for the third time.
Doggy style where she slams her hips against Celeste's big butt, who is on all fours. Every time her hips collide with the heavy buttock, Celeste lets out an animal-like moan. I can't get enough of the slickness of her white waist, which curves and curves, trembling every time she climaxes. He hugged her from behind as if squishing her round butt, which was even more emphasized by her thrusting posture, and moved her hips around as if to lick her insides.
When I put my hand on Celeste's belly and rubbed her twitching uterus from the outside, she let out a loud cry and fell down. As Celes tries to endure by burying her face in the sheets, she grabs one of her arms and pulls her back. She is writhing in agony from the pleasure of having her hips forcibly arched and her vagina gouged.
My physical strength is almost at its limit. When I slammed my hips down with a bang, Celeste let out the loudest sound of the day.
The uterus tightens as if squeezing it, and I spit out a lot of semen.
When I finally pulled it out of my vagina, which continued to convulse, semen dripped from the vaginal opening. His exhausted body trembles as he experiences the greatest pleasure as a man, inseminating a talented female to his heart's content.
I followed the rapid onset of sleepiness and fell asleep next to Celeste, who was breathing heavily and trembling.
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ãŧãŧYes ⥠Now let me explain âĄâĄ As I explained outside ⥠Currently, the number of in the world is overwhelmingly decreasing... âĄâĄ This has led to an excessive decrease in population A law to prevent this âĄâĄ âĄâĄâĄ has been enacted âĄâĄ
Although your husband has been put to sleep for 80 years by cold sleep, he is a fine man with sexual function ⥠So, based on the ``Male Childbirth Support Act,'' he has been selected by the government as an ``exclusive secretary masturbator.'' There is one person ⥠will be assigned just for the master âĄâĄ
HuhâĄHuhâĄ, then I will look up and say hello...âĄ
Dear MasterâĄâĄâĄMy name is Kanade Kanade, Tsuzura Kuraku, and I am your exclusive secretary who will do everything for you from this moment on until you order me to change your secretary masturbatorâĄâĄâĄ
TsuzuraâĄKanadeâĄSecretaryâĄMasturbatorâĄPlease call me whatever you likeâĄâĄâĄâĄ âĻThe above is an overview of the âĄâĄ
Next, I would like to briefly explain the role of Kanade Kuraku⥠as the âĄ
⥠is an exclusive female assigned to all men who are old enough to reproduce - basically 16 years old - âĄ
Only females who have the qualification of ``Excellent Female'', which is given by the government only to females with overall superior intelligence, physical ability, appearance, etc., can take the ``exclusive secretary masturbator'' qualification exam, and from then on, they are given the qualification exam for ``exclusive secretary masturbation'', and from then on, they are given the qualification exam for ``exclusive secretary masturbation'', and from then on, for several more years. After undergoing secretarial training, you will be certified as an âĄ
I am also one of the excellent females who passed that test ⥠Master âĄ
...Excuse me ⥠Once certified, the place of assignment will be decided, but basically the number of candidates for ``exclusive secretary masturbation'' is greater than the number of men of reproductive age, so they must be before the age of reproductive age, that is, 14 years old. The assignment is often decided to be a man of about 30 years of ageâĄ
Of course, we are not allowed to directly serve men at that age, so we will simply adore our master and repeat image training until the master we will be assigned reaches reproductive age âĄ
The ``exclusive secretary masturbator'' âĄâĄ that was assigned like that not only takes care of the master's meals, sleep, and daily care, but also handles various procedures with administrative agencies...âĄâĄ
...I will provide sexual service directly to my master...âĄâĄâĄâĄâĄ |
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ãŧãŧWell then, I would like to say hello againâĄ
I, Kanade Kuraku, am your master's âĄ
My husband's joy is my joyâĄ
26 years old, slightly older than the master...Our private secretaries will be assigned just when they are getting older as females âĄ
Ever since I was assigned to work with my master, I have been looking forward to this day.âĄ
I read the manual over and over again ⥠Every night before going to bed, I practiced the explanations and statements I gave earlier ⥠I dreamed of today being the day when I could swear my absolute loyalty to my master âĄ
Thank you so much for creating the meaning of my life ⥠Master âĄâĄâĄ
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ãŧãŧWell then...MasterâĄâĄWith this, we will conclude our formal obedience contract...âĄ
Finally, there is one thing you must do before you start your activities as a ...⥠- This is your husband's ...âĄ
Don't worry ⥠We have already confirmed that your husband has normal sexual function through a health check immediately after coming out of cold sleep ⥠His reproductive function is operating normally âĄâĄ He has undergone a little rehabilitation. Your energy will soon be restored âĄ
If anything, this is a test on ``male strength''âĄ, which the country and companies are desperately collecting data on...⥠Just because the numbers are bad in this test, privileges will not be lost. Please rest assured that there is nothing...âĄ
ãŧãŧWell then, I will conduct an inspectionâĻâĄâĄ
Hmm...âĄUm...âĄUm...actually...âĄ
Me too...⥠I've only received training through videos...âĄ
I'm sorry... ⥠Um... ⥠In secretarial training, it is completely forbidden to interact with other men or imitators for the sake of your ``future husband''... âĄ
ãŧãŧãŧAre you okay at all? Is it true...âĄ
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Well, ⥠This may be naive, but... ⥠I will perform a ⥠Huh ⥠HmmâĻâĄ
Excuse me...⥠Ever since I entered this room alone with my master, I've been breathing heavily for some reason...âĄ
Well...⥠Please excuse my body...âĄ
HmmâĄFirst of allâĄI will remove the clothes...âĄ
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That's it...âĄI'm sorry...âĄI was out of breath...âĄ
ãŧãŧNo! There is no need for you to take off your clothes yourself! !
I will assist you in undressing, so please make yourself comfortable...âĄ
WhoopâĻ⥠WhoopâĻ⥠Well thenâĻ excuse meâĻâĄâĄ |
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- Excuse me! ! ! Excuse me! ! !
I'm so sorryâĄâĄâĄ
She suddenly moved away from her husband, lowered her head, and turned away...âĄ
I'm really sorry...my body is too brave...âĄâĄâĄ
Hmph ⥠The male's hard body that I saw for just a moment âĄ
It's different from a female like me ⥠It's different from the humans I know âĄ
Skeleton ⥠How to build muscles ⥠Skin tone âĄ
Everything is different ⥠Itâs crazy ⥠Iâve never seen anything like this âĄâĄ AhâĄSsuâĄSorryâĄ
I couldn't help but notice the muscular upper body...⥠I judged that it would be difficult to continue the examination if I continued to look directly at it, so I stopped the examinationâĄâĄâĄ
Please forgive meâĄâĄâĄâĄ
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Well then! âĄI will continueâĄâĄâĄ
Hmph ⥠Hey ⥠Don't look directly at me ⥠Slowly ⥠Slowly ⥠Raise your gaze âĄâĄâĄâĄ
Yes ⥠While looking only at the part covered by clothes âĄâĄ Whoo âĄâĄ
Huh⥠Now let me take off the bottom part...âĄâĄâĄ
Phew⥠Well, letâs start with the pantsâĻâĄâĄâĻ⥠Huh...⥠Are you really holding on to these pants...? âĄ
There's a feeling of warmth on my fingers...âĄI never expected...to touch my skin directly...âĄ
AhâĄAhâĄHe's holding these pants and underwear togetherâĄâĄâĄ
No good ⥠It's no good if you take them off at the same time âĄâĄ No âĄâĄ
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It's completely different from what I saw in the training video ⥠A symbol of a male getting excited while sprinkling pheromones âĄ
Too big ⥠A male dick with a reddish and black color âĄâĄâĄ
Awesome ⥠Iâm already getting serious âĄ
In the training, I was taught that I had to stimulate it gradually to make it hard...âĄâĄ
Hoo ⥠Hoo ⥠Hoo ⥠Hoo ⥠Hoo âĄ
Breathing ⥠Getting heavier and heavier ⥠Eyes narrowing on their own ⥠I canât see anything but the penis âĄ
Ah ⥠Ah ⥠Mouth opens on its own ⥠Tongue ⥠Sticks out ⥠Ha ⥠Ha ⥠Looks like a dog âĄ
-Eh...under your crotch...? Are there puddles forming? What do you mean...?
- I'm sorry! ! ! ! When you should test your husband's sexual function! As soon as she took off her clothes, she was attracted to her master's overwhelming pheromones and completely lost herself! ! ! âĄâĄâĄâĄ I'm so sorry! ! ! âĄâĄâĄâĄ
Even Amatsusae drips the slutty love juice lotion that should be used only to wrap the master's dick from her master's exclusive service hole âĄâĄ I made the mistake of not noticing it until my master pointed it out âĄâĄâĄ I am a personal secretary I'm disqualified âĄâĄâĄ I'm sorry âĄâĄ I'm sorry âĄâĄ I made such a mistake that I can't even ask for forgiveness...âĄâĄI will accept any punishment...âĄI am truly sorry...âĄâĄ
---Nothing to worry about...? Are you very naughty and excited...?
Such...my worthlessness...how generous...âĄâĄâĄ
--Could you please finish the inspection quickly?
Yes, yes ⥠That's right ⥠I was about to give up my true role as a secretary and become a prostitute who only flatters my master... ⥠Although it's unbecoming, I will thoroughly inspect my master... âĄ
Now for the rest of your meal...Hmm...âĄAh...âĄHold onâĄHold onâĄ
I'm sorry âĄâĄ I'm trying not to let my eyes see your master's masterpiece... so it's taking a little time... âĄ
HmmâĄHaaâĻâĄ
...That's all ⥠I'm very sorry for showing my vulgar side âĄâĄâĄ
Then, as per the manual ⥠I will record your master's ⥠--- First of all, ...
How to measure...uh...that's it...âĄâĄâĄ
âĻAh, thatâĄMaster...âĄSorry for the inconvenienceâĄ
Could you please get up from your chair and stand in front of me in a respectful manner?âĄâĄâĄ
Yes...âĄThe manual says that this is the correct way to measure...âĄ
Whoa ⥠Big ⥠Body ⥠Dick ⥠Ugh ⥠Whoop ⥠Whoop ⥠Excuse me âĄ
Now, I will kneel under your crotch and measure the length with this ruler.
So...please stay still...âĄ
Ugh ⥠Whoop ⥠Just kneel down... ⥠Whoa ⥠Whoa ⥠Whoop âĄ
Whoo ⥠Whoo ⥠Whoo ⥠|
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ãĢãã¨ãå°čĒŦéĸ¨ãŽčĒįļãĒæĨæŦčĒãĢįŋģč¨ŗããĻæ¨æ˛ããĻæ¸ãį´ããĒããã | en_ja_translation | ãŧãŧãŧHaâĻWeighingâĻâĄâĄ
Well, like this... ⥠From the basics... ⥠Check the scale with your eyes... while reading the numbers aloud... âĄ
1, 2, 3, 4...âĄ
Oh ⥠Whoop ⥠My dick is so close...⥠Whoop âĄ
5, 6, 7, 8...âĄ
9, 10, 11, 12...eh...âĄ
Ah ⥠Ah ⥠Ah ⥠No ⥠It's not enough ⥠That's it ⥠How far âĄ
Oh ⥠Oh oh ⥠No way ⥠Kazu ⥠I can't count ⥠I forgot ⥠I forgot all the numbers after 12 ⥠A ⥠A âĄ
No ⥠No ⥠How long will it last ⥠That ⥠It's too big ⥠It's completely different from what I studied in training ⥠This ⥠This is no good ⥠Ah ⥠Ah âĄ
Pussy⥠ãŧãŧãŧãŧ Lie âĄ
So ⥠It's coming out ⥠Juice ⥠My squirt ⥠I'm squirting ⥠Just by measuring the length of your dick, the female inside me has decided to defeat and squirt ⥠Ah ⥠Ah ⥠I can't stop ⥠I can't stop ⥠Help me ⥠Help meâĄ
Oh ⥠Oh ⥠Oh ⥠I'm cumming ⥠I'm cumming ⥠I'm sorry ⥠I'm cumming ⥠I'm cumming just by measuring the length of Goshujinshama's dick âĄ
Push ⥠Push ⥠Chorororororolororororororo âĄ
Ahhh âĄâĄâĄ I leaked it ⥠I leaked my orgasm ⥠Under my master's back âĄ
Muzan ⥠Miserable ⥠Too embarrassed ⥠Like this ⥠Without even touching âĄ
OhâĄOhâĄOhâĄOhâĄOhhhhh...âĄHaaâĄHaaâĄWhoa...âĄ
---Did you manage to record it?
Hey ⥠I recorded it ⥠I forgot about it halfway through, but I recorded it ⥠Ah⥠Later, I will compare it with the data from all over the country⥠Your husband's substandard super big dick⥠I will compare it...âĄ
Whoop ⥠WhoopâĻ ⥠Chu, nextâĻ ⥠Measurement of ejaculation amountâĻ âĄ
ãŧãŧãŧ...This measurement...âĄI will be measuring while assisting my husband to ejaculateâĄSo...âĄPlease excuse me...âĄ
Sigh...⥠Sigh...⥠Well...I'll touch it with my hand...âĄ
âĻ⥠Itâs so hotâĻ⥠AmazingâĻ⥠Itâs pulsing so hardâĻâĄ
Hold it with both hands... ⥠Sigh... ⥠From the protrusion of the glans to the base... ⥠I'll make you feel good with your smooth girl's hands âĄâĄâĄâĄ
WoohooâĄWhoop⥠Well thenâĻâĄHere we goâĻâĄ
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ãĢãã¨ãå°čĒŦéĸ¨ãŽčĒįļãĒæĨæŦčĒãĢįŋģč¨ŗããĻæ¨æ˛ããĻæ¸ãį´ããĒããã | en_ja_translation | What do you think... ⥠My pussy... ⥠I've never touched another man before ⥠My pure pussy ⥠Does it feel good...? âĄ
---It's cool, smooth and comfortable, isn't it? âĄ
Thank you âĄâĄâĄâĄ Sigh ⥠I'm happy ⥠I was able to satisfy even a little bit of my male sexual desires ⥠I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life âĄ
Sigh ⥠Overflowing ⥠Euphoria ⥠Just being praised by my husband makes my heart and head so warm and full âĄâĄâĄâĄ I was born a female and it was the right decision âĄâĄâĄ
HooâĄHooooâĄThe smell is amazingâĄThe scent of a male from the cowper juice dripping from SuzuguchiâĄItâs the bestâĄI want to smell it for the rest of my lifeâĄâĄ
Sunsunsunsunsunsun âĄâĄâĄ Whoops ⥠Kiku ⥠The smell that resonates directly in your brain âĄ
HuhâĄAhâĄWowâĄMy cock is even harderâĄThickâĄMy dick is getting so hard that I can't make it with one hand...âĄ
---Can I use those breasts...? Is it?
ãŧãŧãŧAs expected from the masterâĄâĄâĄâĄ
This foolish female masturbator had forgotten ⥠Why did she receive a bust-enhancing massage every day during her training and take in lots of nutrients ⥠It was so that she could wrap around such a huge penis âĄâĄ ⥠Now...I'll reveal to you my master's breasts that were hidden behind my bra...âĄâĄâĄâĄâĄ
BururunâĄBurunâĄBurunâĄ
What do you think, Master⥠I was raised only to serve youâĄ
Fluffy J cup breasts masturbation âĄâĄ
I hope you like it âĄ
Now then, ⥠Mr. Dick ⥠I will squeeze it âĄ
PafupafuâĄZuriâĄZuriâĄ
How are you feeling? Master⥠--- Is it soft and comfortable? âĄ
Thank you ⥠Every time I hear my husband's words of praise, I feel like I'm going to heaven âĄ
---I feel even better because a beautiful woman like Kanade is doing it for me...? âĄ
Such...wasteful words...âĄâĄâĄ
How much does my husband love me...âĄâĄ
Well then, let me continueâĄ
PuffâĄPuffâĄZuriâĄZuriâĄ
If your desire to ejaculate increases due to the exquisite marshmallow breasts, please let us know at any time âĄ
We have a container for measuring, so we will mark your master's in it âĄ
Puff ⥠Puff ⥠Slurry ⥠Slurry âĄ
Good luck ⥠Good luck ⥠Ochinpo-sama ⥠|
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ãĢãã¨ãå°čĒŦéĸ¨ãŽčĒįļãĒæĨæŦčĒãĢįŋģč¨ŗããĻæ¨æ˛ããĻæ¸ãį´ããĒããã | en_ja_translation | Ejaculate ⥠Ejaculate ⥠Please feel good so that you can ejaculate âĄ
---Are you starting to feel like putting it out soon? Now, please point your sperm hole at this containerâĄ
Now, while I treat you âĄ, let me whisper words into your ear that will increase your desire to ejaculate âĄ
...I want to see ⥠Master's manly semen flowing out âĄ
Please show me ⥠The ejaculation of an alpha male who will impregnate hundreds of females in the future âĄ
Feels good ⥠Feels good ⥠Come out ⥠Come out âĄ
Byuru ⥠Byuru ⥠Byuru Ruru Ruru âĄ
Buh ⥠Bulurururururu ⥠Dopururururururu âĄ
DopyuâĄDopyupyuâĄBullâĄ
BuhâĄBuruuruâĄBuhâĄPyuu⥠âĻâĄâĄâĄâĄâĄ
Amazing...âĄIt's so muddy...âĄIt's already like this...âĄIt's almost solid...âĄ
The smell...âĄIt's so badâĄIt's too strongâĄThe smell of a maleâĄ...It's reached this far...âĄ
HuhâĻ⥠Oh noâĻâĄ
Well then...âĄLast inspection...âĄ...! ! âĄ
That's right... ⥠Master... ⥠Why is it still... so big and furious...? âĄ
I never thought...I could ejaculate so intensely and still not wilt...âĄ
Cum ⥠Pass ⥠Saikoutokuten âĄ
Last testâĻ⥠âĻ⥠Highest rating without any complaintsâĻâĄ
There's no room for inspection...⥠It's perfect...âĄ
And the density of this semen...âĄAh...âĄMaster...⥠The length of his penis, this thick semen, and his stamina and recovery...âĄâĄâĄ
If the data I have is not wrong...probably the highest level in Japan...âĄâĄâĄâĄ
The number of men in the world with this level of is probably in the double digits at most...âĄ
How... wonderful... âĄ
Sigh...⥠Master...⥠Please listen to Kanade Kuraku's lifelong wish...âĄ
I don't want much...âĄThat...âĄI just need you to listen and see...âĄ
TopâĻ⥠TopâĻâĄ
I put my face in the container of semen that this master has spit out... ⥠I drink the sperm while sitting on the ground like a dog eating food... ⥠I'm desperately begging for sex... ⥠``Watch me'' Can you give it to me...? ? âĄâĄâĄ
Please...âĄPlease...could you please watch me kneel down in front of my master...âĄMaster...âĄâĄâĄ |
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ãŧãŧãŧãâĄâĄâĄâĄâĄâĄ | 726 | æŦĄãĢį¤ēãčąčĒãŽæįĢ ãå
ãĢãã¨ãå°čĒŦéĸ¨ãŽčĒįļãĒæĨæŦčĒãĢįŋģč¨ŗããĻæ¨æ˛ããĻæ¸ãį´ããĒããã | en_ja_translation | ---Can I do whatever I want...? âĄâĄâĄ
Thank you âĄâĄâĄ See you soon...âĄ
FufuuuâĄfuuuuuuuuuuckâĄThe smell...âĄStrong...âĄThis is the male's strong semen...âĄ
Whoo ⥠Dogeza ⥠Amazing... ⥠Just kneeling down in front of your master... ⥠Ugh... ⥠Whoa âĄ
...⥠I'm going to have a light orgasm...âĄ
Huh...âĄ
Jurulururururururururu ⥠Zururu ⥠Kutchu ⥠Jururu ⥠Jupo ⥠Jupo âĄ
Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr âĄâĄâĄâĄ
Nhaa⥠Itâs delicious⥠Itâs delicious⥠Goshujin-samaâs Tsuyo male semen is deliciousâĄ
Thank you ⥠Thank you âĄ
Master ⥠Master âĄ
I am âĄKanade and I am disqualified from being your exclusive secretary masturbatorâĄâĄ
CalmlyâĄShe is supposed to be a competent secretary...âĄShe is fascinated by her master's male pheromonesâĄ
I am a masochistic female who automatically activates her female instinctsâĄâĄ
I don't mind if you change me with another secretary candidate like this masochistâĄ
But ⥠Please ⥠Master's strongest child âĄâĄâĄ
Could you pour it into my exclusive virgin pussyâĄâĄâĄ
Please âĄâĄ
I don't mind dying if I can offer my womb to your childâĄâĄâĄ
Please...âĄPlease...âĄMaster...âĄ
Wouldn't it be possible to give your master's strong male genes to poor Kanade pussy...âĄâĄâĄ SlururururuâĻâĄJuruâĻâĄSururururuâĻâĄ
Pero ⥠Licking âĄ
Hoo⥠Hoo⥠HmmâĄ
Gulp⥠Gulp⥠GulpâĄ
Phaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
PleaseâĻâĄMasterâĻâĄ
--- No changes...?
--- Kanade's ideal secretary masturbator...? âĄâĄâĄ
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I can't think of words to praise my husband anymore...âĄ
I donât know how to express these overflowing feelingsâĻâĄSighâĻâĄ
--- Correction...? Do you really think it's okay to be changed...?
...I'm sorry...âĄActually, I don't want to change...âĄBut when my master becomes a man, I can't control my own heat and become lustful towards him...âĄ
---Is that good? Is that why Kanade is good?
AhâĻâĄAaahâĻâĄMasterâĻâĄ
Now...âĄPlease let me give my all...⥠to my master...âĄ
Kanade dedicates all of her life to her husband ⥠her life so far ⥠and her life from now on âĄ
I'm the happiest female in the world to have met such a generous master...âĄ
Please...âĄPlease...âĄPlease turn me into your master's baby bag...âĄâĄ ãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧãŧ
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BreadâĄBreadâĄBreadâĄBreadâĄBreadâĄBreadâĄBreadâĄBreadâĄBreadâĄ
TontonâĄTontonrameâĄ
Oh ⥠Master ⥠I'm already falling ⥠My uterus has completely surrendered to my master âĄ
Stop it ⥠Don't ⥠If you hit the entrance of the uterus any further, it'll be weird âĄ
Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan âĄ
Oh ⥠oh ⥠oh oh oh âĄâĄâĄ
Igu ⥠Igi Mashu again ⥠Sorry ⥠Iki Mashu ⥠Iguu âĄâĄ Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan ⥠Pan âĄ
WhoaâĄoooooooâĄâĄoooooooâĄnnnooooooâĄ
Iâm cumming ⥠Iâm cumming ⥠No ⥠I canât get off ⥠I canât get off from a place that feels good âĄ
Immediately ⥠Feeling good will come soon after ⥠No âĄ
Ah ⥠I'm cumming ⥠I'm cumming again ⥠I'm cumming again âĄ
OhâĄOhâĄNnnnnnâĄNnhoooâĄâĄâĄ
It's no good ⥠You can't do it ⥠Okutontonrame âĄ
Stop it ⥠Goshujinshama âĄ
Kanade's unconditional surrender pussy ⥠Don't stop bullying me âĄ
Submission ⥠I am completely submissive to my master from my brain to my pussy âĄ
Stop it ⥠No ⥠Seishi ⥠Overflowing ⥠Overflowing ⥠|
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In the backyard of Kazumichi Kazuramichi's residence, Naoshi Naoshi said this as he clapped his palms together in front of Suzuri in her gym clothes.
Unlike the splendid Japanese garden on the outside, the backyard, which is just hardened earth, is a training space that is often seen in exorcists' homes.
Invisible energy called aether resides in all things in the universe.
Giving it direction and drawing out its power and utilizing it--this is the concept that exorcists call spiritual power.
The ayakashi and the magical powers that they use are just classifications based on words, and are essentially the same thing. |
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The spiritual power value, which has become detectable through years of research, represents the amount of spiritual energy in the surroundings that can be taken in and utilized.The standard value for becoming an exorcist is approximately 5,000, and most ordinary people have a value of 3,000. It remains in the order of magnitude.
And even if you are an exorcist, your numbers will fluctuate significantly depending on your mental and physical condition.
Suzuri changes her expression and holds her sword in front of Seigan, increasing her spiritual power all at once.
(--Hmm, it seems like my spiritual power level is stably reaching six digits.)
That's a number that far exceeds the median for second-class exorcists.
This is not at all unusual if it is a first grade, but that also means that Suzuri is already fully qualified in one respect. |
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Therefore, without hesitation, he cultivated a spiritual power that surpassed hers and used it against her.
Suzuri, who was literally under pressure, let out a small groan.
They started talking straight away, which was also part of their training.
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And perhaps because she looks down on people, she tends to want to talk too much...
As an exorcist, it was a bad habit to exploit in order to extract information, and it was never a bad idea to get used to situations like this.
Fuuuu... I took a long, quiet breath, and Suzuri met my gaze.
I increased the pressure a little to disturb her calm mind again.
The actual level required for a first-class exorcist and a second-class exorcist is completely different.
Naoshi's decision to go into battle empty-handed is simply a last resort, as he has no weapon more reliable than his own body.
When I told her that even though she had stepped down as the head of the family, she had made some unfashionable comments to her son's wife, all of her relatives were scolded, and as expected, Zuri frowned.
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Those simple words contained many times more negative intent than before.
Mibu Itsuki, a first-class exorcist who can use two swords, large and small, is the same age as Naoshi, and was widely known as a genius before Naoshi and had a promising future.
Although Naoshi now surpasses him both in name and reality, there is no doubt that he is one of the most powerful players in the Kansai region.
Additionally, Itsuki was known for her androgynous beauty, which was said to be ``more beautiful than a woman,'' and she was also the type of person who often got into trouble.
However, the current Naoshi seems to be giving off an atmosphere that doesn't seem to work with jokes related to that.
The explanation in so few words seemed to indicate that he was refusing to say anything more.
Even though Suzuri asked with her gaze, she couldn't read anything from Naoshi's expression as he stared straight back at her.
The third generation, Yukinosuke Toma, is only 21 years old, but with his outstanding sword skills and ability to manipulate heat, he is currently considered the strongest exorcist in Japan.
He is a beautiful young man with beautiful eyebrows who has the blood of a snow woman, and is known for his calm and collected demeanor befitting his youth, but he also possesses the boldness of a descendant of Bando warriors.
He was one of the few that Naoshi recognized as a real exorcist, and Yukinosuke also respected the older Kansai male.
Perhaps that's why Suzuri's voice sounded a little sullen.
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Just as I was smiling bitterly, a family member coming down from the verandah called out to me.
Suzuri accepted the offered towel and slowly moved away from him. Are you worried about the smell now?
I asked the family member, who looked as if he saw something in his movements that made me smile.
Naoshi turned towards the voice while sticking out his tongue.
There is a young man in a slender suit, Yoshinao Kazumichi, Naoshi's cousin. At 20 years old, the second-class exorcist is one of the most promising in the current Kansai region - though he can't even be compared to Naoshi or even his older sister in the family.
The problem is that despite this, he doesn't even try to hide his ambition to become the head of the family.
Behind him was a troubled-looking family member who seemed unable to stop himself, and another small person he didn't recognize.
It is said that Yoshiya Yoshiya, the younger brother of the current family head and Yoshinao's father, was born with goodness, wisdom, and virtue in exchange for his talent as an exorcist.
He is not a bad person at all, except for the fact that he has no eye for women, and that he was forced to marry a mother who raised her son to be such an idiot because of his cuteness.
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He has an ambitious son who is too ambitious for him, a wife who inadvertently encourages him, and his eldest daughter Ako Ako, who is currently training in Kyushu, is a different kind of problem child than her younger brother.
Recently, Yoshiya has even gotten into the habit of apologizing for her family's shirinugui.
However, as if he didn't realize that he was putting a burden on his father, or perhaps he didn't care, his cousin snorted in displeasure without showing any remorse.
``I never intended to raise this myself, but I can't do it for you. It's time to stop being a dreamer.'' Have I finally become so absorbed in my fantasies that I can no longer distinguish them from reality?
However, today he spoke words that would have been hard for a noble cousin to overlook, with a relaxed smile on his face.
Yoshinao moved one step to the left, and the person who had been hiding behind him quietly stepped forward and bowed his head.
She was a strong-willed girl with short-cut black hair and no make-up, and the appearance of an athletic girl.
Yes, it's a girl.
She stands tall and has beautiful movements, probably from martial arts, but she looks even younger than Suzuri.
I don't recognize the face. However, as Yoshinao proudly introduced him, he certainly exuded the kind of pressure that is characteristic of someone with high spiritual power.
Next to Naoshi, Zuri stiffened slightly.
âNow, I don't think you'll run away, right?''
In other words, 90% of them are victims of being lured into a scam.
The reason why it's not 100% is because I can see a slight hint of euphoria in the eyes of the strong-willed girl.
Whether it's a mission or power--in any case, blindly believing in one's own special existence was a common tendency among those who did not come from a family of exorcists.
However, Naoshi wasn't childish enough to make such a blind eye, and the person to be blamed was the fact that he only instilled in him the magnitude of his power without giving any details. |
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In fact, I'm more worried about leaving the girl alone like this.
``Naoshi-san...don't say that twice, idiot.Also, Yoshinao, if you're a mom, is Katsumichi a cheap house where the acting head of the family can play Hoihoi?I just brought up the idea and tried it... I am so grateful.â
It was a bold statement, but Suzuri, who had been provoked, had a bitter grin on her face, not as if she was offended.
Or maybe it reminded me of who I was a while ago.
Naoshi answered, waving his hand.
Despite the two being at a loss for words, Suzuri murmured, ``He's a total villain.''
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Naoshi, who was sitting on a wooden chaise longue, completely in the position of a spectator, turned only his face towards his family and took the teacup from the tray. When I returned my gaze, I saw two girls facing each other, and unlike usual, Suzuri was holding a wooden sword, and the girl was also holding a wooden naginata.
It's quite difficult to see how it looks when it's in the hall.
``Indeed, it might be the best thing since Kurosu Kurosu's daughter.What is important, however, is the will and knowledge that have been cultivated through regular training.Strength is only achieved through fighting. â
Naoshi said as he put his mouth to the teacup.
It is generally said that in unarmed martial arts such as karate and judo, it takes three times as much skill to outperform a swordsman with a weapon, or a swordsman with a long weapon such as a naginata or a spear.
This was largely true in the world of exorcists.
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However, in reality, Suzuri started pushing the girl just as Naoshi had said.
The reason for this is not simply their swordsmanship skills, but their experience of being hurt themselves and being willing to hurt others -- Naoshi says there is a big difference in their backgrounds.
From the beginning, swords were used to kill living things, or at least those that resembled living things - in some cases, even humanoid ones - and in the modern martial art of naginata, even the way it was wielded had an intention put into it. Totally different.
No matter how high your spiritual power level is, no matter how much faith you have, you won't be able to experience the meaning and pain of being hurt and being hurt until the time comes.
It was true that Suzuri's expression didn't change at all, but the girl's sweaty face was starting to show signs of irritation.
The reason why it is taking so long to settle the case is simply because Suzuri is preparing for the worst and is being careful not to injure the girl again. The crowd was already there.
Naoshi pointed to the pine tree where he had fallen and injured himself when he was a child.
At that time, there was a slight uproar among some overprotective people who called for him to be cut down, but unfortunately Naoshi himself did not remember it.
Saying this, the family member handed Naoshi his smartphone, which just so happened to have a message from Yoshiya in the notification section.
``I'm sorry, I seem to have caused trouble again. I'm really sorry for being such a stupid son...''
It was a harsh but valid opinion.
For Naoshi, his uncle, who is a mediocre exorcist but is also a man of character and wisdom, is someone he can rely on in both his private and public life, and that is why he himself has become lenient in his treatment of his cousin.
No matter how much power you have, relationships between people cannot always go the way you want them to.
Still, there comes a time when I have to make a decision, and in this case it was today.
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It's blue, but it also looks a little dazzling to Naoshi.
That's why I saw the despicableness of the person who tried to take advantage of her.
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What was left behind was Yoshinao with a bitter look on his face and Suzuri who didn't even try to hide her wicked curiosity. Its eyes sparkle like a cat facing its prey.
The cousin responds with an arrogance mixed with obvious bravado.
``Are you being arrogant?Right now, I'm the acting person who has the power to make decisions in the house, and I won't interfere with Uncle Yoshiya or the head of the family if necessary.You're an idiot if you don't understand that.'' You did it, kid. Well, end of story. Yoshinao-kun is back, too. He said he sent him away.Y-Yoshinao-sama--please come this way....Don't touch me! Naoshi! Everything will go your way...--" After catching his breath, Yoshinao stopped moving like a frog being glared at by a snake.
The atmosphere was dominated by such pressure that even the family members watching over them, and even Suzuri, couldn't move a finger.
Yoshinao's complexion had gone beyond red and turned dark.
Although he did not avert his gaze, he did not utter a direct rebuttal to Naoshi's words. He does not move on his own while embodying the incisor arm and seshiyakuwan.
With a small sigh, Naoshi cut his gaze and stopped applying pressure. |
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The family member urges Yoshinao again in a strong voice.
Although he looked dissatisfied, he didn't object this time either.
However, don't forget to leave a common throwaway line at the end.
But was that gaze actually directed at Naoshi?
Once Yoshinao was out of sight, a sigh that could have been someone else's voice echoed in the backyard.
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At that, Suzuri swallowed her words.
Moving as if his joints were rusty, he turned towards Naoshi and opened his mouth.
When Suzuri mentions Yoshinao's sister's name, Naoshi shakes his head.
Suzuri screams, holding her head.
It was a heartbreaking voice, as if the world had come to an end.
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After seeing off Suzuri, who looked as if she was being dragged home, Naoshi headed to an apartment building in Osaka.
As usual, I called over the intercom and stood in front of the camera, waiting for the auto-lock to unlock.
The familiar entrance is still as shiny as when I first visited nearly four years ago.
As I walked through the door of the common area, I passed a resident who was just about to go out.
She was an elderly woman, one of the few in the family-oriented condominium that was built less than five years ago. There is a clear hint of curiosity in the way he looks at Naoshi.
That's why I smiled confidently, exchanged greetings, and headed straight for the elevator. My destination is number 301, a corner room on the third floor.
When I went to the door and rang the intercom, I unconsciously let out a gasp.
The door opens almost immediately.
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Perhaps it's because of the sagging eyebrows and the corners of her eyes, but even when she's smiling, her features give off a hint of sadness.
Her make-up, clothes, and tied-up hairstyle are subdued and not flashy, but they still cannot hide the feminine curves of her breasts and buttocks.
As I put my feet through the slippers provided for Naoshi, which are different from the ones for guests, I stare at his timeless back.
The woman who was heading towards the living room turned around and laughed. Just three years ago, it was a fleeting smile that made my heart clench every time it was directed at me.
I mumbled, and entered the room used as a Buddhist altar.
The space is clean and well-cleaned, with a faint smell of incense, but there is nothing else in the room except for the Buddhist altar.
However, if you look at the Buddhist altars, which are polished like new and filled with live flowers, you can see that the deceased were not neglected.
A simple framed photo of a man was displayed on a small table next to the Buddhist altar.
He had a handsome face, but I wouldn't call him a handsome man -- to say the least, he was an ugly middle-aged man.
When Naoshi saw this, a bitter smile formed on his lips.
He boasted that he had gotten a wife who was too beautiful for him, made jokes about how it might not last long, and when I thought about him dying before we even got to celebrate our first anniversary, I wondered why. I couldn't help but think, My name is Yuka Uesugi. 24 years old. She is a very happy office lady.
By an unexpected coincidence, Yuki, who had been sleeping on a bench in front of the station, came to my house, and while we were saying things like ``areyo areyo,'' I was able to experience the happiness of being a woman.
It was my first time kissing a man. When I was a student, I kissed a girl twice as a punishment game, but both times it was just a pretend game where we pressed our lips together while imagining the wonderful man I might meet someday. I've never had a kiss so deep that someone put their tongue in my mouth and made me melt my brain.
In fact, I've never seen her so greedy and intense even in naughty videos.
Then, Yuki-san showed me his naked body, and he was able to see my naked body as well.
Compared to the naked men I've seen in the videos, Yuki-san was sturdy, big, strong, and good-looking. I heard that his penis was about the size of a pinky finger, but it was bigger than the palm of my hand and he was very strong.
I, on the other hand, have small breasts, and I don't have a beautiful face (although Yuki-san thought I was cute).
What was seen wasn't exactly naked, but her nipples and vagina were all visible - all the parts that needed to be hidden. I was worried that Yuki-san would be disillusioned with me, and that I wouldn't be able to get him excited, but Yuki-san's penis was erect and very excited. |
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To begin with, the typical man I imagine is cold toward women.
I've seen people on TV say that they've never been told that they're cute by men, even actresses, models, and other people who sell themselves based on their good looks. I also hear that it takes a lot of effort.
But soon after Yuki met me, he told me I was cute, and on top of that, he started being mean to me by sniffing me instead of letting me go to the bathroom because I was sweaty.
...When I don't want anyone to smell my soaking wet panties, which I absolutely don't want anyone to smell, I say things like and spread my genitals and say things like They ask me to say some embarrassing lines.
I don't feel bad about it.
There were times when Mr. Yuki was amused by seeing me shy, but more than that, I could tell that he wanted me sexually as a woman. If you complain about something that made you feel a little embarrassed, you will be criticized by the women of the world.
That's how happy I am.
That's why. I rub my stomach area.
Once when I kissed Yuuki. Yuki-san's hard and big penis was inserted once, and the small one was once. Then we had intense sex and I climaxed three times, one big one.
But my thighs are itching, and my uterus is aching uneasily.
She told me I was cute, kissed me, wanted my body, and even had sex with me.
Mr. Yuki, who gave everything to me, at the very end, did not ejaculate his semen into my vagina. ...It would be wrong to blame Mr. Yuki, a man, just because he couldn't pour his semen into my womb.
I. It was my fault that I couldn't get Yuuki to want to ejaculate inside my vagina. However--. He made me climax so much and made me feel so good. My uterus was fully prepared to receive a lot of Yuuki's semen, but I was on the verge of not receiving any seed and felt extremely lonely. painful. My crotch tingles and my stomach feels tingly.
Even when I wasn't masturbating for a few days because I was busy with work, I've never been in such agony.
painful. It was painful, and I instinctively held my hand down to my crotch. My clitoris is erect like never before, and when I press it with my hand over my clothes, it feels a little better. My pants, which I had just changed into, were so wet that I couldn't even see them.
painful. I'm in agony.
Then the bright sun reminded me that I was outside.
âĻâĻThat's it. I didn't have any ingredients suitable for entertaining Yuki-san in my refrigerator (or rather, I only had Calorie Mate, nutritional jelly, and water), so I was on my way to buy some.
This is the traffic of the city. Fortunately, I hadn't left the residential area yet, and it was around 10 o'clock, so no one was passing by, but if I were to masturbate in a place like this because of the pain, I'd be a sex offender. |
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Sex criminals are the most pathetic and shameful of all kinds of crimes, and besides, I have Mr. Yuki in my house. Yuuki says that he will have sex with me again tomorrow and that next time he will ejaculate inside my vagina.
...Even if that's not the case, I want Yuki-san to eat my cooking.
I'm not confident in my feminine charms in many ways, but I'm confident in my cooking.
I joined the cooking club for three years in high school and honed my cooking skills. Back then, I used to talk about my fantasies almost every day with my friends, thinking, ``I'd like this man to eat the food I made and have him say it was delicious!''
...Well, I've been busy with work lately, and it's a pain to cook just for myself, but when I get a two-day weekend, I cook for myself. You should be able to make it properly.
It is one of the dreams of most women to have a man eat their home-cooked food. Unless she really can't cook, there's no woman who doesn't want her man to eat her home-cooked meals.
I wish Yuki-san would smile and say, ``It's delicious.'' ...When I think about that, my uterus tightens and I feel sad again. I rubbed my stomach vigorously to disguise the pain. What kind of food shall we make? ...I guess it's a dish that takes a lot of energy. Mr. Yuki said that he can ejaculate every day, but I'm not sure if he can actually ejaculate.
...When it comes to hearty dishes, the first thing that comes to mind is eel or oysters.
I can make eel bowl that is 100% delicious, but I can't show off my cooking skills. ...I guess it's oysters.
Summer shellfish have an image of being dangerous, but if I remember correctly, rock oysters are in season from June to September. On the other hand, I've heard that the season for eel is winter, so let's make it a dish with oysters!
Would fried oysters be good? I've also heard that men like fried foods.
Let's do so! I trot towards the supermarket.
In my mind, I kept repeating the fantasy of Yuki-san's smiling face telling me that the food was delicious. ...After I finish eating, my mind is dominated by the delusion that the next day, Yuki-san, whose dick is throbbing hard, will ejaculate into my vagina this time. When I arrived at the supermarket, I bought about 5 packs of oysters. Normal men seem to be small eaters, but Yuki-san, who has such a large body, might eat a lot.
Then I buy vegetables. Fried oysters go well with raw vegetable salad. Also rice and miso soup. Come to think of it, did you have rice at home?
I bought 2 kg of raw rice, which was a bit expensive for 1,000 yen.
...Maybe I got carried away and bought a little too much. The bill was worth 10,000 bills, and I didn't realize it was heavier than I expected when I put it in the cart, and I regret that I should have thought about it a little more before purchasing.
However, it would be a hassle to return it and buy a new one now, and more than anything, I want to go home to Yuuki-san, who is waiting for me, as soon as possible. I ran as fast as I could through the residential area, carrying my heavy luggage in both hands. I don't usually exercise properly. My muscles will probably be sore the day after tomorrow.
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Just like that, I arrived home. For a body weakened by years of sleep deprivation and death marches, running while carrying this heavy load was too painful. My breathing is rough, my heart is pounding, and my knees are laughing.
I didn't even have the strength left to open the door, so I pressed the intercom with my forehead. |
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What came out was a half-naked Yuki-san, who was wearing a bath towel with a different pattern around his waist.
While saying this, Yuki-san took the plastic bag from me and went to his room, and probably took it to the kitchen. Then, Yuki-san immediately returns to me with a thumping sound of footsteps. In his hand was a plastic bottle filled with water.
I almost cried. For Yuki-san's kindness.
I was sweaty and tired from running under the hot sun with heavy luggage. Mr. Yuki, a man, showed consideration by bringing water for me. I receive water from Yuki-san and drink it thickly. It was a 500ml plastic bottle, but I drank it all in no time.
He was still breathing heavily. My noisy heart won't stop beating.
Maybe it's because of the heat, or maybe the pain hasn't subsided yet. I can't tell from running so much, but I can't help but feel flushed. I wanted to take a bath in cold water to cool down.
Also, I'm sweating a lot right now, so it probably stinks.
I understand that Yuki-san is a kind person who doesn't care about that, but that's not the issue.
After seeing Yuki-san go to his room, I open the door and enter the changing room to take off my clothes. I can't help but sweat. My body feels flushed and I can't help it. I roughly gather up my blouse, skirt, and underwear, strip them off, roughly remove the elastic, throw it away, and take a shower. My body trembled at first from the cold water, but even though my body was flushed, it felt great as it cooled me down.
The cold water feels good, so I wash my body first.
It feels good to have the slimy soap wash away the sweat and grime from your body. The heat is cooling down. However, the slimy love juice spilled out from my crotch area and did not fall.
As my breathing became even and calm, I once again became aware that my uterus was groaning painfully.
My clitoris is so swollen that it hurts.
I pressed the cold shower directly against her bouncing clitoris.
The refrigerator only contains Calorie Mate, nutritional supplement jelly, and water, which shows how miserable Yuka's daily diet is. On the other hand, the package I bought contained oysters, vegetables, 2 kg of rice, eggs, flour, and breadcrumbs. |
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It might just be a coincidence, but I can't help but look forward to it since I've already had sex with Yuka.
...Oh, now that I think about it, Yuka-san said she was going to take a bath, right?
I put the oysters and eggs in the refrigerator, and the vegetables in the crisper.
As for the rest... well, I didn't really know where to put it, and it didn't need to be refrigerated, so I just left it in the kitchen.
It's not a good idea to blindly rummage through other people's kitchens.
While thinking about this, I was preoccupied with Yuka-san's bath. I want to take a peek. When we had sex earlier, Yuka's naked body was beautiful. Her breasts weren't big, but they were beautiful, and her not-so-large areolas and pink nipples pointed upwards were cute.
...I made her cry a little because I ejaculated outside her vagina, but Yuka-san and I have already had sex.
Yuka-san, who had even prepared oysters and clearly expected me to say so, told me without hesitation that she was going to take a bath. In fact, I started to feel like it would be rude not to look into it.
Also, when Yuka came back, she was sweaty and her face was red. Even though he was drinking water, it would be a big deal if he collapsed. I think it's better to wait and see.
Thinking of such a flimsy excuse, I slowly approached the bathroom, making sure not to make any footsteps.
I put my ear to the door of the dressing room. The sound of water from the shower rushing out. I can hear the sound of soap being lathered by the scouring pad. after that--
Yuka's mesmerizing voice rang out.
It was clearly a whisper. ...The same cute voice I heard during sex. However, it echoes in the bath, creating a different tone than before.
...Maybe you're masturbating?
Did he become frustrated because he didn't ejaculate inside her vagina? I want to see. Yuka's masturbation.
I slowly opened the door to the changing room, careful not to make any noise. Her blouse, tight skirt, white bra, and light pink shorts all fell haphazardly on the floor, as if she had taken them off.
I had changed my pink shorts before going shopping earlier, but the crotch part was a deep pink. I just came back from shopping and was so wet...
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I picked up her shorts and slowly brought my face closer to her. It smells like sweat and Yuka.
It was the same smell as when I smelled Yuka-san earlier, but combined with the immoral feeling of eavesdropping on Yuka-san's singing, I became excited.
After taking a break of about an hour, my penis had regained its strength and was erecting hard. Makes me want to masturbate. While eavesdropping on Yuka-san's singing voice, I want to handle my penis with Yuka-san's shorts wet with her love juices, and spread my semen all over these shorts soaked with her love juices.
But no. ...When I ejaculated outside the vagina, I made Yuka cry. Yuka said she would do it tomorrow, but she seems to be in such agony that she's getting this wet, so it's definitely better to do it today.
And you don't even have to think about how it feels better to have sex with Yuka than to have sex with Yuka in her panties soaked with her love juices. ...Then do you want to rush in and rape me? That's fine, but what if the door is locked? Besides, the bathroom at Yuka's house is not large. It's better to stay in bed.
Besides, I've ejaculated twice at this point even though it's not yet noon. I'm so excited right now, but I'm not confident that I won't give up.
For the third time, it would be better to eat Yuka-san's homemade food and take it a little slower, so that I can definitely get an erection to the end, and I can pour a lot of my thick juice into Yuka-san's womb.
I just wanted to have lots of sex with Yuka-san, and I wanted to ejaculate inside Yuka-san's vagina.
In order to have more pleasurable sex, you don't just have to be faithful to your lower body.
Yuka's voice sounds like a scream. I climaxed. My penis is so erect that it hurts, and it's so erect that my balls hurt too. I put my shorts wet with love juice on my penis. I want to handle it.
However, considering that there was a very high possibility that I would have sex with Yuka-san after this, I was able to hold back. Yuka said tomorrow, but judging by how wet her shorts are, I'm sure Yuka will be interested in it if I push her down. Then I just have to be patient for a few more hours.
Rather than leaving it to my desires and squirting my semen, I'll hold back a little and release what I've saved into Yuka-san's vagina.
I picked up my bath towel, which had fallen off before I knew it, wrapped it around my waist again, and left the changing room.
I closed the door so as not to make any noise, returned to my room, and laid down on Yuka's bed. Smell the bed. I could smell Yuka's sweat and fabric softener.
I hug Yuka-san's pillow tightly.
I try my best to endure what I want to comfort. Take a deep breath. Considering that his erection just won't go away, I think it would have been better to just rush in and have sex. I took another deep breath, and my erection finally subsided a little.
The sound of a hair dryer echoes from the changing room. Did you get out of the bath? ...Maybe she's drying her hair naked? Just by imagining it, the pimple that had subsided becomes erect again.
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Yuka looked defenseless with only a bath towel wrapped around her body.
Yuka's face turns a little red and she lowers her head, but she doesn't apologize. It's a feast for the eyes. thank you.
Yuka-san glanced at me from time to time as she rummaged through the closet, grabbed a change of clothes, and scurried back to the changing room.
Yuka came back wearing something that looked like a short, fluttery white dress, although it wasn't thin enough to be called a baby doll. I feel like a protrusion is protruding from my chest. ...Maybe she's not wearing a bra? What about the bottom? You can see Yuka's slender thighs.
Although the length is short, you can't see the shorts perfectly.
If I could peek inside that skirt, I'm confident I could crawl on the ground. ...Well, I'd be sad if I were to be turned off, and I wouldn't want to crawl back. Yuka's appearance was very provocative.
Yuka went out to the balcony in such a naughty outfit and returned after putting the suit she had taken off earlier into the washing machine.
I was thinking about a woman living alone...but this is a world where the male to female ratio is 1:1000. This is a world where there is nothing wrong with a woman going out on the balcony in a naughty outfit.
Yuka returns from the balcony.
The time was almost 11:30. Even though I ate a large amount, it had been nearly three hours since I ate the buffet, and I had used up a lot of my physical strength from having sex with Yuka. By the time the food is finished, it will be flattened.
Saying that, Yuka-san goes to the kitchen. I'll follow Yuka-san.
Yuka smiled proudly and gave a fist pump, then tied up her hair with the hair tie she had on her wrist. It can be said to be a ponytail because it is tied higher than before. |
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Yuka then took the apron hanging next to the refrigerator and deftly put it on.
Yuka-san turns to me and asks me what I think. The length of the baby-doll-like dress was short and the shoulder straps were thin, so when she put the apron over it, it looked as if she was wearing nothing but the apron.
Of course I know that he's wearing it properly inside, but it's really cool. Or rather, it's erotic.
When I honestly express my thoughts, Yuka seems embarrassed. cute. Yuka then takes out a small pot, fills it halfway with water, and puts it on the fire.
Next, carefully shred the cabbage, then finely chop the onion, radish, and carrot. After about half of it was sliced, I cut it into slightly larger pieces.
Place the shredded cabbage, carrots, radish, and sliced ââonions in a bowl, fill with water, and place in the refrigerator. While I was doing this, I put carrots, daikon radish, and onions cut into large pieces into the hot water.
Yuka closed the lid on the small pot, then prepared three paper plates and placed flour, beaten eggs, and breadcrumbs on each. Next, take out the oysters from the pack, put them in a colander, repeat the process about five times, and then wash the oysters lightly. ...5 packs. Are you going to use it all?
That said, just watching them make it makes me hungry and I feel like I can eat it.
Yuka carefully washes the oysters, coats them in flour, then eggs, and then breadcrumbs in that order, and quickly creates the base for frying. It's a pity that the small pot almost spilled over during the process.
Yuka coated five packs of oysters in no time, washed her hands, added the dashi granules and miso to a small pot, and completed the miso soup. Then take out the other pot and begin to pour in the oil liberally.
When I put my chopsticks in and it started making a nice crackling sound, I put in the battered oysters and heard the nice sound of frying.
Yuka was startled, probably because the oil had splattered on her. ...Well, you wouldn't wear a naked apron while frying food.
Just like that, the first fried oysters are finished.
Fried oysters are placed one after another on a plate covered with newspaper and kitchen paper. I grabbed a nearby toothpick and borrowed one of the freshly fried oysters.
Yuka-san looks at me sharply, as if accusing me. I quite like watching food being cooked, but I also like picking food just as much. I stole one piping hot fried oyster and left the kitchen before he got angry. |
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The batter of the fried oysters is crispy and the inside is juicy and rich. The flavor of the oysters bursts forth the moment you bite into it, and it was truly exquisite.
I don't think it's just to say that it was a cooking club. Yuka is a good cook, beautiful, a little naughty and cute. If this makes me wet every day even if I ejaculate inside my vagina, I'd love to have you as my wife.
...Yuka Niizuma. It's pretty good. As I was imagining things like this, a pile of finished fried oysters, salad, and miso soup were placed on my desk.
Oh, I forgot to cook rice.
I realized this just now when I saw Yuki-san gulping down my home-cooked food on the table into his mouth. There were four packs of fried oysters and salad piled high on the plate, and sashimi of oysters that were meant to be eaten raw, so the surface had just been washed with boiling water.
Yuki-san takes it to his mouth with a very happy expression on his face. Place the fried oysters on a plate and put the lemon in the mouth. I eat fries with my instant homemade tartar sauce, which is just a mixture of mayonnaise and chopped onions. Then, eat the salad as if it were rice, then dip the raw oysters in ponzu sauce.
When I was in the cooking club, I was taught that even if I had the opportunity to serve a meal to a man, men are generally small eaters, and the dishes I worked hard on might end up not being touched at all. However, Yuki-san was eating so much that I was worried that 4 packs might not have been enough.
The way your Adam's apple moves every time you drink water is so sexy that you can't help but fall in love with it.
The cup was placed down a bit roughly, and I let out a gasp.
Just having a man eat the food I cook is a blessing in disguise for a woman, and I feel really lucky to have him eat it so deliciously.
However, my uterus is making a painful cry.
I pick up one of the fried oysters and try it. The batter was crispy and the oyster flavor was very nice. It's been a while since I last made it, so I was a little worried about whether I'd be able to make it well, but it might have been the best I've ever made.
I was excited because I thought Yuuki would eat it, but I guess the ingredients were also good.
After that, Yuki-san finished the pile of fried oysters in no time. I also ate about 1 pack and was full, but Yuuki ate even more than that. ...He has a large body, and his half-naked body is muscular, wearing only a bath towel. Also, he has an abnormal sexual desire to ejaculate every day. The secret may lie in this extraordinary appetite.
As I washed the dishes that had been completely eaten, I felt an incredible sense of satisfaction.
...I didn't expect people to eat it so deliciously. Just remembering Yuki's face at that time makes my thighs itch. âĻâĻDo not fit. I masturbated in the bathroom, climaxed, and thought I felt a little better. My uterus, which didn't allow Yuki to ejaculate inside my vagina at the moment, is still aching for semen.
I want to have sex. |
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No good. If he did it twice a day, Yuki's body might break down.
But it's sad. After washing the dishes and putting them away on the shelf, I wiped my hands with a towel and put my hands on my thighs.
...Even though I just took a bath and changed my shoes, they're wet again. After eating, I feel full, and after cleaning up, I calm down.
When I think that I have nothing to do next, my sexual desire increases to the point where I can't control it anymore.
...If I go to the living room like this, I might end up pushing Yuki-san down. I can't help it. Let me comfort myself for once.
I sit in the small kitchen and insert my finger into my vagina, which is overflowing with love juices without stopping. ...Yuki's penis was bigger and much thicker.
My voice leaks out. If you make even the slightest noise, Yuuki-san, who is in the room across the street and there is no door separating you, will find out.
I put the apron in my mouth, sucked on it, and moved my fingers so as not to make a sound. If you don't finish it quickly, you'll be found out. Yuki-san might come to check on me.
Then, you can see my lewd behavior as I frantically play with my wet pussy with my fingers.
I wonder what Yuki-san will think of me like that?
Will I withdraw? Would you despise it? Or... maybe Yuki-san, who is kind, would even get excited by my humble appearance...
I can hear Yuuki's low voice, as if melting. When I opened my tightly closed eyes, I saw Yuki-san looking at me. It has been seen. However, my hand does not stop playing with the inside of her vagina.
He says things that are so embarrassing that even he himself doesn't understand. If this were recorded and I heard it later, I might want to die. However, my sexual desire was so high that I couldn't control it, and I couldn't control the throbbing pain in my uterus, so I didn't have the luxury of worrying about my appearance.
I want a penis. Yuuki's hard, big, and thick dick.
I couldn't help but want him to fill my womb with thick, hot semen.
Yuuki suddenly dropped the bath towel that was wrapped around his waist.
Yuki-san's penis was no worse than the first time - no, it was probably even bigger and erect than before. ...I'm excited. He's excited by my obscene behavior. |
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i get up. To go to Yuki-san's place.
I fell. My sexual desire is too high, my knees are shaking because I've been playing with them but I can't, and I fall down because I half-heartedly pull down my pants to masturbate.
Yuki-san immediately approaches me.
When I fell, he gently took my hand and helped me up. As soon as I got up, my pants fell to my ankles, but they were getting in the way so I decided to just take them off.
I end up wearing no panties in front of Yuki-san. I took off the pants that were sucking the joy juice that was overflowing, and it was spilling down my inner thighs.
Ever since I had ejaculation in my vagina, my uterus has been aching, and no matter how much I rub my stomach, rub my knees together, or masturbate, the pain doesn't stop and it's painful, but now I'm completely naked and my penis is erect. There was no way she could hold back in front of the man who was making her do it.
I'm so frustrated that tears start to fall from my eyes.
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Yuka-san, who was crying large tears from her eyes and the clear liquid was running down her inner thighs, hugged me and said this while rubbing her body against me. Yuka's face was red and wet. Even though she looked very neat with her ponytail and black-rimmed glasses, Yuka's actions were extremely lewd and erotic. My penis is bulging and erect. Could it be the effect of eating fried oysters? This hard erect cock was erotic and I had no intention of giving in in front of the cute Yuka.
I want to push Yuka down right now and devour her erotic body, but this is the kitchen. It's small and there are cooking utensils, so it's dangerous.
I put my arm around Yuka's waist as she snuggles into my body, and we walk to the bed. Then, as I tried to be a gentleman and roll Yuka-san onto the bed, I was pushed onto the bed with a stronger force than I expected.
Yuka-san gets on my stomach as if to take a mount position and puts her weight on me. I felt a warm, slimy liquid dripping onto my stomach.
Yuka-san's weight is light, so she could flip it over if she wanted to, but she doesn't feel like it. |
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It was so appealing to have Yuka-san, who was breathing heavily and obviously very horny, push me down and make me feel good.
Yuka dramatically takes off the apron and the baby-doll-like white dress she was wearing inside, becoming completely naked. The nipples at the tips of her well-shaped breasts were pink and bouncing, and the thin pubic hair on her lower abdomen was glistening with love juices.
Yuka said as she lifted her hips and tried to insert it into my vagina, but she couldn't aim properly and lowered her hips once more onto my stomach.
Yuka-san obediently gets down on her knees, sandwiching my waist. The love juice dripping from between her spread thighs was very obscene. Then, I put my hand on the throbbing cock and finely adjusted it to the position of Yuka-san's vagina. Then I inserted the glans into Yuka's vagina a little bit. The slimy feeling stroked the swollen glans, and even though it was only inserted a little, Yuka's vagina was twitching and shaking.
With a thud, Yuka sat down with all her might. The slimy feeling stroked the erect penis faster than she imagined, causing Yuka's vagina to convulse.
As soon as Yuka sat down, she arched her body and let out a roar-like sound.
As soon as Yuka sat down, she arched her body and let out a roar-like sound.
There are a few rough goosebumps on her well-shaped chest, and spots like cherry blossom petals appear on her chest. Her pink nipples became taut, and Yuka's body fluids wet my lower abdomen. ...It looked like he was masturbating in the kitchen just a moment ago, and his body was ready, so he must have cum right away.
Yuka-san, who had climaxed and was on her back a moment ago, was weeping and breathing heavily as she leaned forward and put her lips on mine.
He greedily sucks on my mouth and inserts his tongue into me. Yuka-san's thick saliva gets entangled in my mouth and I suck it out.
Her thin waist twitched, and Yuka's drenched vagina was hot and violently convulsing, undulating desperately trying to squeeze out the semen from my swollen penis.
Yuka was clearly climaxing. His breathing is rough and he seems to be in a bit of pain.
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During the second round, Shizuki-san seemed to be in pain while cumming many times, and in the end she passed out. I don't know how much stimulation Yuka is feeling from being so wet, but I can only imagine that it's quite strong.
Yuka was feeling so much that she was crying. That face is incredibly erotic and cute. My black glasses slip off. Her hair was a little loose, and her bangs were wet with sweat and stuck flat to her forehead.
I could hear alternating high-pitched voices and hyperventilating gasps like after a marathon. It was a spectacular sight to see Yuka desperately moving her hips while feeling strongly on top of my waist.
I pinched Yuka's nipples, which were taut as they moved with the movement of her hips.
Yuka-san grabs my hand with a strong force.
While squirting out her naughty juices onto my stomach, she turned over and climaxed once more. Yuka's body trembled, and her hips, which had been moving so hard, stopped.
Yuka-san's vagina moves in an attempt to squeeze the semen from my penis, but since I've already ejaculated twice today, in order for me to ejaculate again, Yuka-san's post-climax movements alone are not enough. Not enough stimulation.
I moved my hips to push up from under Yuka-san.
Yuka-san screams like an animal, panting as if screaming, and pleads with her in tears.
Yuka looks neat and tidy with her hair down after taking a bath. Yuka looks like she would make a good wife when she ties her hair up while cooking. Even though it's summer, Yuka looks like a very serious member of society wearing a black suit, tight skirt, and black-rimmed glasses. There is a strong gap between Yuka and Yuka, who I saw all day today, as she shakes her hips lewdly, cries and screams as she climaxes over and over again.She is cute and arousing my sadistic feelings.
I have no intention of stopping. If it were to be stopped in the middle of something like this, it wouldn't be a commotion that would have killed me.
Yuka-san meets my expectations.
Yuka-san shook her head reluctantly, her ponytail swaying every time she did so.
As soon as Yuka climaxed, she put her weight on my wrist, and pinned both of my hands to the bed, as if pushing me down. Then he intertwined our fingers and squeezed tightly, like a lover's bond.
My dick feels so good inside my slimy wet vagina that I can't help it. |
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It's hard to move and I do whatever I want. However, I can have my penis handled by Yuka-san's wet pussy as I wish. It seemed to fill my heart and I felt very good.
Yuka's vagina tightened.
Yuka-san let the tears well up in the corner of her eyes and then sealed my lips with a kiss. It's as if she was forced to shut her mouth because she didn't like being called cute. Even though she tightens her vagina every time she says it and enjoys it.
The inside of her mouth is stirred with her tongue. Yuka's hips move with a jerk. Blood flowed so much to my rapidly erect cock that my head felt fluffy. Yuka-san's breath caresses my skin, which is gradually becoming wet with sweat, at close range.
Yuka's whimpering voice echoes in my mouth as we intertwine our tongues. Every time she parted her mouth a little, as if to take a breather, Yuka let out a sexy moan. It resonates. It feels good.
Yuka's breathing is heavy, and every time she bounces her body, she squirts out squirts. HoweverâĻâĻ
My semen doesn't come out. Not issued. I wanted to stay like this forever. I feel Yuka strongly, and sometimes she climaxes, but she does her best to shake her hips on top of me. Yuka moves her hips while enduring so much pleasure that she cries.
Honestly, I think it will come out with a little more vibration. no. If I let my strength go, semen is about to overflow.
But I preferred to save up, save up, save up to the limit, and then release something strong all at once.
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Yuka moves her hips again. Once Yuka lifts her hips, and each time the glans hits deep into Yuka's vagina, Yuka's body jumps. She grips my hand tightly, arching her body back in pleasure, and desperately moves her hips up and down, left and right.
As if pleading, as if screaming, she moved her hips and panted so hard that it could be interpreted as a scream or a scream.
``I've climaxed so many times ⥠⥠My uterus ⥠is throbbing ⥠I can't stop the pain ⥠Aaaaaah ⥠Yuki-san's ⥠Semen is so hot ⥠I want it ⥠I'm screaming ⥠â
She says erotic things while cumming. My sadistic feelings were aroused, my desire for conquest was satisfied, and my penis, which was supposed to be erect enough, grew even bigger.
Yuka's vagina tightens. Yuka is moving furiously. Yuka-san's words, actions, and eroticism excited me to the extreme, and I became so sensitive that I couldn't believe that I had already ejaculated twice today, and semen simmered deep inside my testicles. I felt like it was being stored.
Yuka-san lowers her hips deeper than before and moves violently. The force in which she grips my hand is strong, and the vaginal pressure that tightens my penis is amazing. I felt like I got a glimpse of Yuka's naked instincts as a female, determined not to let semen escape outside her vagina again.
I reach the limit of my patience. The semen that has been stored to the limit is ejected into Yuka's womb.
Do pyu, pyu. ``Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah īŊīŊīŊīŊīŊâĄâ
At the same time as I ejaculated inside her vagina, Yuka's body jumped up like never before and turned over. A dying cry echoed in the room.
Yuka-san, who received my semen into her womb, arches her back in response to climax, and almost falls backwards. I grabbed Yuka-san's hand and pulled her towards me.
When I hold Yuka-san close to me, I see large drops of sweat dripping down her skin, and I can hear the sound of Yuka-san's heart beating deep and fast.
Yuka had fainted.
...It felt so good and Yuka-san was so cute that I forced myself to do it.
As I held Yuka-san, who had passed out after ejaculating so violently, I realized that although Yuka-san's body was extremely hot, she was thin and soft, and I regretted that I had been too mean to her. |
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Even though she should have passed out, Yuka's body felt like she was jumping.
Kazoku place great value on family status.
Therefore, it was more common to hire Transcendent Transcenders from the special residential areas who did not inherit family titles, such as second and third daughters, as housekeepers, rather than Transcendent Transcenders from general areas.
Although the Aoi family was known as a prestigious family with a long history in the special cohabitation zone, the current head of the family, Tomoe Aoi, was seen as a big eccentric by other noble families.
Even though the long-awaited baby boy was born, it would be unthinkable for the women living in the special cohabitation zone to entrust the care of the baby to a woman from the general zone.
What's more, it's a good thing that the hired women are outside the common sense of the nobility, such as having them work as live-in workers. It was the same as releasing an uneducated lewd beast into the mansion, and it was as if the long-awaited son was setting him up to get into trouble.
Of course, her mother, Tomoe, does not have such distorted sexual tendencies.
Because Tomoe Aoi took over the headship of the family at a young age, adults from the branch family were always surrounded by greedy people.
From that experience, I have come to the conclusion that family status and lineage do not necessarily lead to trustworthiness, but outsiders do not know this history.
It just so happened that the results of hiring women who were from the general area were biased towards hiring women, considering their abilities and determining whether they had personalities that would allow them to build relationships of trust.
From Souma's point of view, who has regained his memories of his previous life, this is an efficient meritocracy that emphasizes ability and aptitude rather than family status, and I think this is a way of thinking that should be praised.
Above all, I'm glad that all the women are beautiful. Souma was grateful for the various efforts made to break down barriers and build relationships of trust with the housekeepers.
For example, one example of this was renovating the large public bath that had been exclusively used by the Aoi family to resemble a healing spa, and opening it up to the housekeepers as well.
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In the shower area of ââthe public bath, Souma was sandwiched between the front and back by his attendant, Mie Kazuki, who was completely naked, and a tall, busty beauty who was also naked, and had her body washed with her large breasts covered in foam.
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As I was being cleansed by two big-breasted beauties, I was deeply grateful to my mother, who had decided to renovate the public bath so that anyone could use it.
As she hugged Souma's back and pressed her chest against him, moving her body up and down, Mie Katsuki began to worry whether she was moving according to Souma's wishes. |
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While resisting the urge to bring her right hand to her own crotch, Mie Katsuki rubs her breasts against Souma's body.
I wonder if it was because she was sucked and licked so that she enjoyed it, and even after that, she was kneaded many times during the fellatio.
Mie Katsuki's nipples had become very sensitive since yesterday.
Her breathing becomes increasingly labored. When I bend down, I slowly move up and down in a squat with my knees crossed so that my knees don't hit my knees, but that's not the reason why I'm out of breath.
There is no way that a woman who is addicted to training, who does physical training when she has time and super strength training in her spare time, would get tired from this amount of exercise.
Noticing this, Souma put one hand behind her back and gently played with Mie Katsuki's crotch, enjoying the way her breath became more and more lustrous.
A shower that keeps running, hitting the floor uselessly.
The sound of slightly dehydrated body soap being kneaded on my back.
And , a rough and glossy breathing that can be heard at the ear.
In front of him, enjoying the most exciting situation, a tall beautiful woman with big breasts was on her knees giving him a titty fuck.
Because she is over 180 cm tall, she adjusted her position with her thighs wide open, and the sight of her holding Souma's cock between her huge breasts was as impressive as anything seen in foreign porn. She lowered her gaze to her cleavage and was intently squeezing Souma's swollen cock with her own breasts.
She doesn't understand what this action means.
And I didn't feel the need to understand.
He was just happy that Souma had ordered him to do so, and just thinking that his actions were helping him made him feel a heat in his lower abdomen.
It was an awkward movement, but just as Souma had told me, I gripped my chest from the left and right and moved it up and down.
This tall busty beauty will keep going all day and night until she stops.
She was putting everything she had into this mission. |
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Souma is happy and looks forward to more of his work.
She didn't know that this was a sex act called but she couldn't help but feel happy at this moment.
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The tall busty beauty who is being taught titty fuck by Souma Aoi is a transcendent Transcender from the general area named Kyoka Rendou.
She is 187 centimeters tall, has long legs that would make even top models jealous, and is 27 years old with an outstanding figure and busty butt.
She was one of the housekeepers that Souma wanted to get his hands on as soon as possible. After finishing his job guarding the perimeter of the mansion from night until early morning, Kyouka Rendo takes a shower to relieve the cold and fatigue.
Guarding the perimeter at night gets cold.
Even so, Kyoka Rendo was particular about wearing clothes that were highly revealing.
It would be more accurate to call it a ``Japanese-style swimsuit'' rather than a modified Japanese-style dress.
This is because I try to dress as lightly as possible so that I can demonstrate my abilities at all times, but that doesn't solve the problem of my body getting cold.
A hot shower after a night shift was essential for her.
Today, Souma suddenly appeared there and luckily got caught up in the story. To begin with, the woman named Kyouka Rendou was a direct-minded person who didn't think deeply about things, but she had an honest personality that once she made a decision, she followed through on it.
She fell in love with Souma at first sight and volunteered to be his housekeeper, wanting to help him.
Even if Souma didn't recognize his existence, that was fine.
I was happy just being able to protect his life.
Kyouka Rendo was completely surprised when her beloved Souma appeared in the public bath at such an hour, but at the same time she was grateful to God.
Although it was a coincidence, I was able to see Souma's naked body.
Just meeting my eyes would make me happy, but this was too much of a reward.
Of course I apologized and planned to leave immediately. |
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| 759 | æŦĄãĢį¤ēãčąčĒãŽæįĢ ãå
ãĢãã¨ãå°čĒŦéĸ¨ãŽčĒįļãĒæĨæŦčĒãĢįŋģč¨ŗããĻæ¨æ˛ããĻæ¸ãį´ããĒããã | en_ja_translation | Even though it's a shared bath, there's an unspoken rule that you refrain from using it during Souma's time.
Kyouka Rendo really intended to leave.
If he doesn't say that to me.
Now that I think about it, it's been seven years since I started working at the age of 20.
Every time I saw Souma, my heart pounded even louder.
She was happy just being able to protect his life, but she always dreamed of Souma talking to her. It was really sudden, but it happened.
This is our first conversation.
Souma's tone was gentler than I had imagined, and his voice was beautiful.
Unbelievably for Kyoka Rendou, she seemed to recognize her name and her usual hairstyle.
happy.
Anyway, I was happy.
Joy, excitement, gratitude. All kinds of emotions and thoughts are overflowing all at once, and I can't express them well in words.
Various words were causing traffic jams.
Kyouka Rendou placed her hand on her chest, desperately searching for the words to express her gratitude.
While approaching her, Souma started talking to her in what seemed like small talk.
Of course I knew what the words meant. |
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ãĻãĻįĢãĄä¸ããã | 760 | æŦĄãĢį¤ēãčąčĒãŽæįĢ ãå
ãĢãã¨ãå°čĒŦéĸ¨ãŽčĒįļãĒæĨæŦčĒãĢįŋģč¨ŗããĻæ¨æ˛ããĻæ¸ãį´ããĒããã | en_ja_translation | I feel this keenly every time I work a night shift, and there's no way I can't understand it.
I just couldn't understand why Souma would bring it up.
For Kyouka Rendo, just having Souma recognize her existence is already a miracle, so she can't imagine anything more.
The housekeeper who works at the Aoi family has various roles.
Patrolling outside was one such role, but patrolling at night was a role that was particularly desirable to avoid.
Since he works while Souma is sleeping, it is difficult for him to recognize him. The true feelings of the housekeepers are that they would prefer a role where they have more opportunities to come into contact with Souma.
Even though the circumstances in which they started working were different, it's only natural that they all fall in love with Souma now.
Of course, Kyouka Rendou is also one of the people who is deeply in love with Souma, but she took the initiative to take on this role.
It wasn't too difficult since it was my area of ââexpertise.
Destroy yourself and protect Souma-sama from the shadows.
That was a promise I had made to myself for seven years.
That's why Souma's words were so surprising to her. Kyouka Rendo, who has exceeded her tolerance, sits down on the spot.
The continuous shower that had been hitting her body poured down on her head.
Souma Aoi came right in front of him and extended his hand to Kyouka Rendou, who was sitting down.
She grabbed his hand reflexively, but noticed Souma's penis in front of her.
I had forgotten until now, but wouldn't it be bad for both of us to be naked?
Even though she has some basic knowledge, she doesn't know how to interact with a man in a situation like this, so she stands up in a hurry. |
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| 761 | æŦĄãĢį¤ēãčąčĒãŽæįĢ ãå
ãĢãã¨ãå°čĒŦéĸ¨ãŽčĒįļãĒæĨæŦčĒãĢįŋģč¨ŗããĻæ¨æ˛ããĻæ¸ãį´ããĒããã | en_ja_translation | At that moment, Kyouka Rendo's eyes widened as her attention finally turned to Mie Katsuki, who was waiting behind Souma.
Souma must have been going to the bathhouse by himself for several years now.
The fact that he came in with a housekeeper accompanying him meant that there was something different from usual.
she understood.
This could happen in some unlikely case.
Kyoka Rendo was quick from there.
I squeezed my wet hair back and quickly tied it into a ponytail with the hair tie I had attached to my wrist. Her strong black hair spread out at the end of her tie, forming the usual hairstyle that Souma was familiar with.
She took a step back, spread her legs shoulder-width apart, put her hands together in fists behind her back, straightened her back, and opened her mouth with a serious expression.
Kyoka Rendo thinks.
I'm not good at being dexterous, and the person who is good at it is my housekeeper, so there's no chance I'll be there.
Still, if I can be of help, I'll put my heart and soul into it.
She had no idea that Souma had come just to do something erotic, and she had made a huge misunderstanding.
He was surprised by her sudden military-like behavior, but after remembering her background, Souma was convinced and immediately called out to her.
He had a cheerful smile, but what he uttered was a vulgar request.
Kyouka Rendo's expression as she presses her heels together in a salute remains as serious as ever.
Once in this mode, she doesn't question the contents of the orders.
Once you are given a role, all you have to do is give it your all.
Because I was taught that that is what makes a good soldier. |
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Just like Mie Katsuki who washes her back with her breasts, Kyouka Rendo drips the undiluted body soap without adding water into her cleavage and continues tit-fucking while making naughty slutty noises.
When I gave Mie Katsuki a fellatio in my room yesterday, I looked up halfway through to check on her, but Kyouka Rendo's eyes remained fixed on her own breasts the entire time.
She was exactly what Souma had imagined.
He had guessed from the profile in his memory that he was someone who would carry out orders without question.
That's why he had a strong interest in a woman named Kyouka Rendou.
There was a surprising point in her lack of knowledge about sex, but that was not a negative thing. On the contrary, it is the best spice. Souma began to think that he really wanted to see what would happen if such a naive and naive woman learned something erotic.
When Kyoka Rendo thinks about her future when she has grown up, her semen rises up.
Souma washes her breasts in the shower and instructs her to use saliva instead of body soap to make them slippery.
Furthermore, the speed of the titty fuck was increased towards the climax.
However, Kyouka Rendo was even more erotic than I imagined as she drooled over the cock between her breasts.
Souma ejaculates earlier than planned.
She caught the cloudy liquid that suddenly gushed out on her face and mouth, and was enveloped in a dizzying scent, and then she finally looked up at Souma.
Is this a signal to stop, or should I continue?
I wanted to ask him for instructions once, but he didn't realize that his expression was ecstatic.
Souma's eyes were drawn to the feminine face that Kyouka Rendou showed him, and he was unable to utter his next command.
During that time, she tasted the semen in her mouth by rolling it around on her tongue and gulped it down.
He did so unconsciously.
smell, taste, texture. |
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It's not like she didn't have sexual desire until now.
However, it was something that could be relieved by concentrating on work and taking care of the equipment.
A woman who had not even masturbated for 27 years finally awakened to sexuality after getting a facial from a titty fuck.
From there, Mie Katsuki and Kyoka Rendo are taught how to do titjobs and double blowjobs.
Souma was deeply moved by the dream-like situation in which he was instilling his own sexual tendencies into two beautiful women.
Souma was enjoying the feel of her breasts and tongue to his heart's content, but at the last minute he remembered that he had another appointment and hurriedly washed his hair. Of course, there was no time for a bath.
With the help of Kyouka Rendo, who happens to be in the bathroom, Souma cleanses himself in an extremely healthy manner and arrives at the guest room just before the appointed time.
I asked Mie Katsuki to open the sliding door and when I went inside, my mother Tomoe, dressed in her usual racy Japanese attire, was already on standby, but it seemed that no one from the Defense Agency had arrived yet.
Souma suppresses his feelings of relief and puts on a poker face as he greets his mother with a
If you look at the common sense of this world, it is impossible for someone to suddenly become a big fan of women the next day after becoming familiar with them.
Souma thought that it would be necessary to stage a gradual change, so he pretended to be expressionless as usual.
However, Tomoe notices that Mie Katsuki's cheeks are blushing more than usual and gives her a strange look.
This doesn't feel very good. Kyouka Rendou is quiet and her life cycle is reversed from everyone else's, so it's probably okay, but Mie Katsuki has a lot of contact with her mother, and above all, she's a sincere and honest person.
Souma just naturally sat down next to his mother.
Naturally, Tomoe's attention shifted from the housekeeper to her son.
This is because the soma is sitting close to each other.
Even though they are a parent and child, there is a sense of distance that has never been felt before. Tomoe felt his heart pounding.
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I would be lying if I said I wasn't worried, but more than that, I wanted to avoid being asked about the details of healthy behavior in the bathroom.
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We must not forget that today is the day when Souma's fate will be decided.
As a parent, and as the head of the Aoi family, which is a noble family, this is a natural thing to confirm. I started completely thinking of my son as being of the opposite sex, but that's about it.
Tomoe Aoi separates herself from her personal true feelings and shows respect for the Transcender, a transcendent man.
If Souma wanted to go to the male sanctuary, she was ready to accept.
Souma is secretly surprised that his ``I'm nervous'' acting to hide his lower body situation from his mother has somehow developed into a serious conversation, but this is a topic he has been thinking about having to discuss soon. Ta.
He straightens up and turns to Tomoe.
The reason why I feel an extraordinary determination from my mother is probably because many who become Transcenders, who transcend men, want to leave their parents and live alone.
If that's the case, we need to make them understand that they are different from herbivorous henchmen who just want to pretend to be independent. Souma decided to come up with a plan.
Or rather, it was a completely far-fetched idea.
But lying is also convenient. Souma wants to bring out her personal true feelings rather than the words her mother's position dictates.
The feel of your lover's hands in the car and that sweet tension.
That was completely aimed at the opposite sex.
If it was a misunderstanding on Souma's part, he could just say ``Tehepero'', but if it was as expected, then his ``female'' side would be cut off and he would be overlooked. |
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The two of them naturally held each other's hands, leaning in and looking at each other, the distance between them was quite close.
It is the sense of distance between lovers who are about to kiss each other.
I could hear the sound of Mie Katsuki sniffing, probably crying, but I guess I should just ignore it for now.
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Her eyes were drawn to her son's lips as he approached her little by little.
My heart beats faster and my breath begins to increase.
Tomoe is worried that people will dislike her if she breathes too heavily, so she closes her mouth and swallows her saliva.
Then I gulped, and even that was somehow embarrassing.
Should I close my eyes at times like this, or what should I do?
As a member of the nobility, I should be aware of etiquette and etiquette towards men, but I couldn't immediately come up with the correct answer in this situation. There were only a few centimeters left until our lips touched.
At that moment, the sliding door in the guest room opens, and Tomoe, startled, instinctively turns away from Souma and faces the front.
Tsubame Saikawa, the head housekeeper, bowed completely unfazed by the scene of a parent and child kissing and asked in a dignified voice.
Tomoe cleared his throat and forced himself into head of the family mode, but his face turned bright red.
A cute 34-year-old mother who is completely new to men. |
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It's a shame that we couldn't advance our relationship here, but it might be a good idea to take our time and enjoy watching her change.
Souma gradually begins to show an interest in women, and while trying not to make his mother or the women working at the mansion suspect that he has a different personality, he wants to sexually devour any woman he can find.
In order to make things run smoothly, it is best to prioritize those who have a voice and bring them to your side.
Souma took the time to smile at Tsubame Saikawa, the head housekeeper.
The head housekeeper, who is a little younger than Souma's mother, had been his attendant ever since Souma was born until two years ago.
Therefore, she understood what kind of person ``Aoi Souma'' was until now, even more than her mother Tomoe.
It would be troublesome if she suspected that his personality had changed, so he decided that it would be better to clearly show his liking for Tsubame Saikawa. This is because her personality is extreme, and it is no exaggeration to call her a ``Aoi Souma supremacist'' ideology.
It would be more convenient to get them involved as soon as possible without giving them time to look at things calmly and objectively.
Tsubame Saikawa, the head housekeeper, is shown a huge smile for the first time since she can remember.
Perhaps out of surprise and excitement, she froze, her strong-looking eyes widening.
However, that was only for a moment, and he immediately returned to his usual position, bowed once more, closed the sliding door, and faded out.
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``It is our wish that Souma-sama's abilities are manifested and that she actively engages in service activities until she is able to control them properly.Of course, it is fine if you limit it to women of the nobility. .We are prepared to support Souma-sama with as little burden as possible.'' The woman who appeared to be in her early twenties, dressed in a black suit, was guided by the head housekeeper, Tsubame Saikawa.
Her name is Yuriko Hebiishi, an officer dispatched by the Defense Agency.
She is a beautiful woman with shiny black hair that falls down to her waist.
His expression, which seems to be stern towards both others and himself, never wavers, and during his greetings he gets straight to the point, calmly conveying the government's requests.
Unusual for women in this world, she shows no friendly attitude even in front of men.
She seems like a busy career woman with an atmosphere that would make you sick to your stomach from stress if you were her boss.
But there's something that's ruining it.
After all, the clothes in this world are crazy. |
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Naturally, whether she's standing or sitting, her underwear is completely visible, but she's wearing pants that are so see-through that you can tell that she's been carefully removing hair.
I guess he's showing off his secret side even though he knows it's in full view.
The jacket is a short sleeve blazer with a single button, and there is nothing particularly strange about it.
However, the shirt he wore underneath was a big problem.
It's a feminine open-collared shirt with frills on the collar, but the collar is too open, reaching just below the navel.
The reason why you can tell that her breasts are fairly large is because even without a bra, there is a clear cleavage. If you hook your fingers into that shirt, your nipples will immediately say hello.
From Souma's point of view, she just looks like an erotic older sister who is playing a character with a harsh personality, so I don't have much to say about her attitude.
However, her mother Tomoe was not like that.
A heavy tension dominates the drawing room, completely changing from the sweet and sour atmosphere from earlier.
Not only the mother Tomoe, but also Mie Kazuki and Tsubame Saikawa, who were waiting by the wall, seemed to be in a dauntless mood.
Yuriko Jabishi becomes even more vocal as Tomoe Aoi, Mie Kazuki, and Tsubame Saikawa, Transcenders, who are transcendental people who are at a level where you would not be able to escape unscathed if you really pissed off just one of them, became even more aggressive.
Although he uses words that sound good, he is essentially telling him to sacrifice himself for the sake of his country.
Towards a 14-year-old boy who is still at an impressionable age.
Men are generally pampered and raised like butterflies and flowers.
Men in this world have low sexual desire and energy, and a slight mental breakdown can cause erectile dysfunction.
Yuriko Jabiishi's statement is tantamount to forcing her to shut up and give her sperm, isn't that the duty of a noble family?, and has been criticized as intentionally plotting to make Souma Aoi incapacitated. His attitude is one that I can't complain about.
In fact, all expression was missing from her mother Tomoe's face. |
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Both Mie Katsuki, a former samurai, and Tsubame Saikawa, a transcendent Transcender with abilities that are extremely specialized in dealing with people, were ready for battle, although they weren't prepared.
If Kyoka Rendou had been present, she would have shot this extremely rude woman in the back of the head before checking Souma's reaction.
It's easy to imagine such a storm of murderous intent, and in the midst of a tense situation on the verge of collapse, Souma takes a genuine interest in this cool-looking woman named Yuriko Jabishi.
Does he really have that much skill, and even if he does, why does he pick a fight with the Aoi family, which is crowded with talented Transcenders?
It is a well-known story that the live-in housekeepers at the Aoi family have such excessive fighting power that they have been derided as a ``private army'' on anonymous bulletin boards on the web.
The head of the Aoi family, Tomoe Aoi, who scouts and supervises these girls, is one of the world's most powerful people, so much so that his name still comes up in the standard question,
Are you fearless or ignorant? Souma wanted to know more about Yuriko Jabishi.
The words Souma spoke in a calm voice, ignoring the tense atmosphere, were unexpected words of approval for Yuriko Jabishi.
Tomoe's mother couldn't help but cry out in pain, but Souma's words continued without a pause and everyone was at a loss for words.
Transcenders, male transcendents, have no reason to make money. As long as they fulfill their obligation to extract milk once a month, they can receive generous support from the government.
There is no need for them to earn a living through social service like the disabled men living in the men's sanctuary.
Noblesse Oblige: If we are talking about the ``responsibility of the nobility,'' as Yuriko Jabishi says, we should only deal with women of the nobility.
Giving birth to the child of a Transcender is all that is required of a nobleman, and that is why a noblewoman thoroughly learns how to interact with men.
It is unclear whether this is Yuriko Jabiishi's personal intentions or whether she is truly representing the government's demands.
However, the reason why Chinese women are encouraged to have less stress is probably due to the minimum amount of consideration given to the men they serve.
Despite this, a person named Souma Aoi dares to serve women in the general area.
Women living in general areas also learn how to interact with men through compulsory education, but in general areas, where they have few opportunities to interact with men, there is a strong sense of ``where do I use this in my daily life?'' |
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Yuriko Hebishi, who knew this well, couldn't close her mouth.
I still can't organize my thoughts properly.
Still, Yuriko Jabiishi has to confirm.
There's no way there could be a man who would say something like this.
âThis country is protected by the battle-hardened transcendent Transcenders, the ``Shizoku.'' The presence of the nobility who live in this land to produce these transcendent Transcenders is probably special.'' Souma's words, which he said as if it were obvious with no expression on his face, sounded like a statement made by someone with a strong sense of electorate, depending on how they were perceived.
Yuriko Jabishi instinctively grimaced, and although it wasn't her intention, her clenched back teeth made a grinding sound.
Souma paused and turned his attention to Mie Katsuki.
It was only for a moment, and when she returned her gaze to Yuriko Jabishi, she couldn't help but gasp.
âAll of this is due to the support of the women who live in the general area.âĻIf we say it is our responsibility as members of the nobility, we should return the favor to those who are working hard in the general area today. Isn't that what our true responsibility is?"
Yuriko Jabishi cannot answer that question.
Not only was it unexpected, but there was no such idea in the first place. There's no way I can answer that. Her mother Tomoe, her attendant Mie Katsuki, and the head housekeeper Tsubame Saikawa were all equally at a loss for words.
Although she was barely able to nod her head, Yuriko Jabishi's reply was hoarse.
It would be extremely unusual if she remembered the names of all the families living in the special co-living area, but it would be even more abnormal to infer from that that Yuriko Jabishi was from the general area.
Compared to ordinary men who were born and raised in the breeding areas of men's reserves, many men from the nobility are extremely arrogant and look down on women.
Some of them even don't recognize women from the general area as humans. |
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Isn't it the best proof that he called Yuriko Jabishi by her first name?
Even though he knew she was from the general area, he recognized her as an individual and took an interest in her.
A man from a noble family who was also determined to be a Transcender.
Yuriko Jabishi's common sense, the strong ideas that were deeply rooted in her, crumbled with a sound.
That's what Lyra had decided, so Katsuro wandered around town by himself. Laila is sleeping at the inn because she is exhausted. The first morning after graduating from amateur virginity was very refreshing.
Perhaps because he has gained more confidence, he no longer worries about being seen, and now he goes to areas he had avoided because of the large number of students.
--In this world, there is only this city.
Yes, it is a world created by the gods, and a world prepared for the people of Eishunkan Academy, including Katsuro.
The city has a beautiful circular shape, and from the outer periphery, the plains continue to the horizon. There is an invisible wall around the outside, and you can't get out.
It sounds cramped when you hear that, but the city is quite large, and it was too big for only about 2,000 students to live there. In reality, there are also store clerks and other people who help run the town. However, they are, so to speak, NPCs in the game, so they don't seem to engage in any more conversation than necessary.
Dungeons are located throughout the city, and each has a different environment and difficulty level. Since each explorer and party has compatibility, finding it in a dungeon that is easy to conquer is an important factor.
However, I had to use my own eyes and feet to find out where and what kind of dungeons there were. At the entrance to each dungeon, minimal information is written. Or, in the current situation, the only option is to get information from acquaintances and friends.
Katsuro had given up on such interactions with Hana. Sadly, it seems that Lyra's friendship with Katsuro has been reduced to just one-tenth. Katsuro felt so guilty.
So all Katsuro can do is search for dungeons on his own.
Thinking so, I first came to the area where there were a large number of students - that is, the central area where I spoke with God when I came to this world.
If you look where the students are going, you should find a dungeon. The choice was based on that idea.
--Katsuro walked around until around noon.
I searched all the way from dungeons with the lowest difficulty level E to dungeons with difficulty level A, and continued to make notes on Preho. The dungeons were scattered at intervals where you could find one within a five-minute walk. |
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It stands out because it doesn't fit in with the futuristic cityscape.
Katsuro decided to take a breather and go into a cafe that caught his eye. It doesn't have the atmosphere of a regular cafe, but a clean, easy-to-enter design that resembles a coffee chain.
There were a few customers inside the store. The crowd all seemed to be students, but as soon as I entered, I heard loud voices.
I took a seat as the clerk guided me and glanced at the voice. Order hot blend.
The person there was a second-year middle school student who kept coming to see Katsuro at school and making fun of him. It is still fresh in my memory that I was with him when God called me to this world.
Naina and the group sitting together were making a lot of noise. It attracted the attention of people other than Katsuro. However, Katsuro observed and noticed that it wasn't Rina who was making the noise, but the other three.
Unlike Rina, I didn't have any contact with them, but I recognized the boys as having a good family background and good looks. I don't remember the name though.
It looks like the three boys are having a fight. Ruina had a troubled smile on her face and was busy answering questions.
It's probably a party. The sight of Rina's hands burning was strange to Katsuro. Rather, it was Katsuro who was on the side of having his hands burned.
However, Katsuro was able to somehow infer the circumstances from this conversation.
Words like family background and partner were clues. Ruina once spoke proudly. That I have a fiancÊ. And multiple people.
She says it will be difficult because she will have to choose the right man for her by the time she graduates.
Perhaps those are the fiancÊs.
Even if I come to this world, I don't know if the engagement has been concluded.
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Katsuro tried to shrink his body and make himself as inconspicuous as possible, but it was too much to hide with his huge body.
Suddenly, Ruina discovers Katsuro.
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However, he just opened his eyes a little and continued on his way to the bathroom.
Even though I was sweating, I breathed a sigh of relief. Have you lost interest in yourself since coming to this world? I imagine it like that.
Meanwhile, at the seat where Ruina is gone, the boys are exchanging words.
That wasn't something I felt comfortable hearing from Katsuro.
Is a figurative expression? In any case, it seemed difficult to say that they were approaching Rina out of pure kindness. ãâĻâĻâĻâĻã
But is there anything I can do? Katsuro denies it.
If I could do anything, it would be to tell Rina what I just heard. However, will Ruina obediently listen to Katsuro's words? Isn't Seki-no-yama the one who seems to be trying to lie and trick her out of resentment toward Ruina?
While I was thinking about this, Rina came back from the bathroom.
On the way back to my seat, I passed in front of Katsuro.
A paper napkin fluttered down onto the table. It's from this shop, same as the one on Katsuro's table.
Katsuro notices something written in black on it and picks it up.
A sequence of numbers. |
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However, it is possible to convey the thoughts of the boys with this. Katsuro decided to send the message at night because if he sent the message at this moment, the boys next to him might see the message.
Katsuro returns to the inn and prays to materialize Preho.
Lyra was sitting next to me on the double bed, and they were snug together next to each other.
The Sakurakoji Group's name is well known throughout the country and even around the world. Naturally, Rina is well known within the school.
Launch the Messages app and enter the address directly. Then, will be displayed, so tap on it. A separate screen appears and you can now send messages.
I wasn't sure what to say at first, but decided to just say hello. ãGood evening, this is Amanoã
When I sent it, it was marked as read within seconds.
<It's been a while, janitor-san. Were you lonely because you couldn't meet me? I'm probably the only person you talk to at school, right? ã
Katsuro thought, ``Lyla is watching, so stop it,'' but there's no way that Rina would know about our situation, so he has no choice. On the contrary, I was scared of Lyra's lack of reaction.
I was at a loss for a response, but I moved on to the main topic without going into details.
<Are the boys who were with Sakurakoji-san no longer by your side? ã
``Even though you're a bottom-class orc, it's impertinent of you to ignore me.'' ...Well, that's fine though. I'm staying in a different room from those people. Am I the only one? ã |
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Ruina casually wrote.
``I know what they're thinking.'' In fact, I must have thought the same way since I was in my original world. He said he was marrying me to connect with the Sakurakoji family. They may have been trying to hide it, but it's obvious. These are people who only see women as tools.
``I don't come from an average family background, but I've had several invitations to hang out with people who have fiancÊes. I've turned them all down.''
However, Katsuro sensed that there was humility in what Lyra said. After all, rumors about Laila being half-beautiful had even reached the janitor herself. That's why I knew his name when I saved him in the dungeon. Katsuro typed the sentence with a feeling of pity.
``I don't know what to say, but I don't need to force myself to act with them because the constraints of my old world no longer matter. Are you a party member? ã
``Are you thinking of being nice to me and getting closer to me? The janitor is probably going to the dungeon solo anyway. Oh no, no! What are you going to do when you go into a dungeon alone with a middle school student? ã
Laila was about to say something, but soon she received a message from Rina.
``I'll give the poor janitor a chance.'' Please come to the attached dungeon tomorrow at noon. This is a commandã
Attached were the coordinates from a map app. The dungeons displayed on the map are only dungeons that you have entered. The coordinates were north of the central area, but it was a place Katsuro had never been to.
The unique skill that Lyra learned after reaching level 10 due to Katsuro's vaginal ejaculation is [Doubling]. The effect is to It's powerful, but consumes a lot of MP, making it difficult to use to defeat small fry monsters. It can be said to be effective when fighting strong enemies.
Also, although not all of Lyra's skill points have been reassigned to make her function as a healer as well. The two of them talked about trying difficulty level D simply because of the growth in their ability values.
Even if you die, you will come back to life.
The only death penalty is the loss of money and items obtained in that dungeon.
It can be said that there is no smoldering advantage at a difficulty level that is clearly below the appropriate level. |
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Lila was smiling and smiling.
Katsuro and his friends decide to go to bed after deciding on tomorrow's plans in the direction of accepting Naina's invitation.
By the way, I only did this once so that Katsuro's unique skill wouldn't be wasted. If Lila is held all night, she won't be able to move the next day.
Those are the words of Lyra.
Although feeling quite frustrated, Katsuro fell asleep. The next day, Katsuro and Lyra were standing in front of the gate of the designated dungeon. According to the sentence written there, the difficulty level is D. It was a dungeon called [Ruins where stone statues were born] with a total of 3 floors.
Sometimes the setting is the Dadapiroi Grassland, and sometimes it's a literal labyrinth, like the place where Lyra and Katsuro met.
Dungeon names are an important source of information. The content is roughly the same as the name suggests. Especially in E and D difficulty level dungeons, it will tell you the main monsters, so you can take countermeasures or choose not to enter in the first place.
Laila is also used to it and tells Katsuro about her thoughts on analysis.
If you return using the retire button, you will not be able to try the same dungeon again on the same day. If you die, you will lose the items and money you earned in that dungeon, and you will be revived at the entrance. In this case, you will not be able to try again on the same day.
Once you leave a dungeon, the structure will have changed the next time you enter, so you will have to start exploring from scratch.
The nearby dungeons might not necessarily be compatible with you, so you would simply be wasting your time.
In this world, it costs money just to live. If there are many people in the party, a healer alone cannot cover the recovery, so you will need to buy consumable items each time you explore, or replace equipment to challenge higher difficulty levels.
In order to maintain a good standard of living, it is necessary to continue exploring dungeons.
The self-reliance of middle and high school students is not strong enough to overcome the whispers of desire.
In fact, there are many people who try to advance beyond their ability and fail, stranded on difficulty level E. There is also the fact that only attackers are popular, and there are few people who can play the roles of healers and tanks. |
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By the way, the most popular weapon is the Japanese sword.
Katsuro took Lyra's reply as a signal and pushed the gate. It looks like a heavy white marble door, bigger than Katsuro's, but it opens on its own with just a gentle push.
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The two take a step together. The reason you feel nervous when entering a dungeon for the first time is probably because an unknown world awaits you at the end of the light. After both the delicate Lyra and Katsuro's huge body were completely engulfed by the light, the door slowly closed on its own.
In the light, you feel like you're floating for a few seconds, like riding a descending elevator, and soon you feel like you're standing on solid footing. The light fades like a haze, and the world of the dungeon becomes clearly visible.
Before they knew it, the two had changed into exploration equipment.
The search has begun.
First, Katsuro visually checks his surroundings.
It was indoors, where the sun couldn't reach. It was a small room, about the size of an ordinary apartment, with stone brick walls all around. In Katsuro's experience, the starting point of any dungeon is a safe room like this.
In front of them was a narrow passageway that Katsuro's physique could barely fit through. Katsuro guessed that it was a type of dungeon that he had encountered several times, where the rooms were connected by passages.
Lyra asked me to confirm while letting my gaze wander.
Katsuro feels a little relieved but gives instructions to Lila.
Katsuro flinches when Lila flatly denies it. |
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Katsuro imagined that the devilish-looking Namina and the angelic Lyra were like water and oil. Ruina's true nature is Lyra, which she knows from Preho's message. Or is it easier to get along with someone with that type of personality? I can't picture the two of them cackling...
I was thinking about this, but now I remember that I was inside a dungeon.
The two of them prepared themselves and started walking down the aisle.
The sound of sand grains scraping against the solid stone bricks echoed in the dry air. I arrived at the end of the aisle in less than a minute. As expected, the end led to another room.
It was a space without any decoration or pillars. However, Lyra noticed something and pointed to the right side and raised her voice.
What I saw at the tip of my index finger was a strange sight.
As if kneading clay from a stone brick wall, a shape of some kind is formed. Katsuro realizes that it is a head or an arm, and recognizes it as an enemy.
Katsuro runs while carrying a mace that is as heavy as a metal one, and the part that hits it is reinforced with iron parts. At the back, Lyra concentrates her attention in order to activate her magic. Each spell has a charge time, so basically you can't use it repeatedly.
The moment she chanted, a green light flew from Lyra's staff to Katsuro. It is a magic that increases the defense power of one target.
When I looked inside the room, there was only one enemy monster at the moment. There's no need to follow Lyra and protect her.
He tries to pre-emptively set it up, but before Katsuro can reach it, it completes its transformation and separates from the wall and becomes independent.
It resembled a gigantic soldier, twice as large as Katsuro. However, it was much thicker than a human, and the stone sword it carried had a blade for crushing rather than cutting. |
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Katsuro and his friends hear an announcement in their heads.
The stone-bodied soldier golem slowly lifts its sword. His posture was awkward, like he was playing with dolls with only one arm raised.
However, if you eat it, you won't be able to get away with it for free.
Katsuro pauses and escapes from the range of the soldier golem's sword.
Although it wasn't as strong as the golem, it bounced its huge body and jumped back.
The speed is just sluggish. However, the sound of the sword like rock itself tearing through the wind was horrifying to Katsuro who was facing him.
With a roar like a traffic accident, the stone bricks on the floor cave in.
At the same time, the stone sword also cracks.
Seeing an opening, he let out a roar and brandished his mace. Then, he swung it down above the stone sword, towards the soldier golem's head.
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Before I heard the crashing sound, I guessed it from the feel of my hand. I'm not very familiar with it.
Much tougher than the boss in the E-difficulty dungeon.
(Is D really that difficult...or is it?)
Katsuro gives instructions to Lila.
[Doubling]. Lyra's unique skill in exchange for the intense MP consumption.
Lyra was a little confused by the request for the skill she had decided to use at this critical moment, but she sensed the threat of the enemy golem first hand and began to charge up. |
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Once the chant was complete, Katsuro felt his body suddenly become lighter. Move faster than before and get closer to the soldier golem.
Aim at the legs of the golem, which is raising its sword from the floor. The mace struck the golem's left leg with an even louder sound. The golem loses its support and falls forward.
Katsuro jumps on top of the golem's head. Using that as a foothold, jump straight upwards.
The abilities improved by his skills also increased his jumping power, literally. Katsuro jumps up close to the ceiling and falls with gravity on his side.
The golem made from the stone bricks in this room is exactly the same strength as the walls and floor of the room. In other words, Katsuro delivered a powerful stomp, causing the golem's head to crash into the floor, and both of them were equally shattered.
The body of the golem, which lost its head, turned into particles of light and was absorbed by Katsuro and the others.
"Level up! The level has reached 11! â A voice echoes in Katsuro's head.
Laila's level has also increased.
Neither of them had gained any experience points since reaching level 10, so the soldier golem had quite a lot of experience points.
It must have been worth it for its strength.
A similar passageway appeared on the wall opposite to the passageway they had entered. |
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I haven't received any injuries from the current battle. In fact, if he had been hit by even one shot, he would have died instantly.
If a monster with the same strength appears next time, Heal won't be necessary.
At the end of the passage was a staircase going down. Like the dungeon entrance door, it shines with white light. What it indicates is transfer to the next floor. The floors of the dungeon are not physically connected (as far as Katsuro knows).
Of course, depending on the dungeon, each floor is divided into the first and second floors, and there are also stairs that connect them.
It seems to be a convention to move through a floor or in and out of a dungeon through white light.
Katsuro and his friends moved on to the next floor without taking a break.
The monster that was waiting for me on the 2nd floor was the Konoe Golem, a golem that was one size larger and appeared to be of a higher rank. It's faster than a soldier golem, but it's only a matter of time. However, dual wielding was troublesome.
It was difficult for the enemy to find an opening to attack, but I was able to defeat it by luring it to the wall, limiting the range of movement of the weapon, and using [Doubling] to supplement its attack power. --And the 3rd floor. The final floor also starts from a small room, just like the previous ones.
However, the difference was that the sounds of battle could be heard from deep inside the passage.
Katsuro and his friends run through the hallway and emerge into a large room. It was higher than the floor above, and as wide as a baseball field. However, Katsuro and his friends were more focused on the monster in the middle of the room.
Katsuro seriously thought it was a mountain.
It's definitely a golem. It is made of stone bricks and is shaped like a human and stands on its own. The problem was size. |
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If its height is one, then the golem is ten. It had a body length that was more than twice that of previous golems.
He wears a stone crown on his head and uses a stone staff that looks like a thickened telephone pole to attack Ruina and the others like crushing ants.
The appearance of the boss means the final point of the dungeon.
In other words, in order to be recognized as having completed the journey, I must defeat that boss monster.
If you look at the explanation about difficulty in the help function from Preho, it says, ``Difficulty is determined by a composite index such as the strength of monsters and the number of floors.'' The structure of this [ruins where stone statues are born] is as simple as E or below, so since the difficulty level is D, the strength of the monster will exceed that. According to undisclosed data, the difficulty index for King Golem is actually C.
In fact, Katsuro was horrified that he would eventually be forced to fight such a monster.
While Katsuro and his friends were on their way, the four of them, including Ruina, were running away from the King Golem's attack.
Looking at the equipment, it appears that the three boys are attackers, and one of them has a magic job. It waves a small staff and releases fire and ice. The two of them desperately slashed at the golem's legs with their two-handed swords and sabers, but it had no effect. Rina was a logistics support worker with no combat skills. It will probably be the [Bard] who holds the lyre.
This is a job that specializes in buffs and debuffs.
She wears heavily decorated clothes like a stage actor, and her thighs between the miniskirt and stockings are dazzling.
Ruina, who was standing around playing the harp, told the three of them.
There was no what could be called teamwork among the boys, but rather they acted like they were trying to keep each other in check. As a result, I had to do a lot of just avoiding the golem's attacks. Ruina held back a sigh and looked as if she had died. |
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When Katsuro called out to her, Ruina turned her head vigorously in that direction. His face looked unexpectedly happy, and Katsuro felt disappointed.
However, that expression only lasted for a moment, and soon it changed into the scornful attitude that Katsuro often saw.
Ruina found Lila standing behind Katsuro and asked in a lower tone of voice. It was Lyra herself who answered.
Katsuro was taken aback by Laila's comment, but the one who was even more taken aback was Naina. He even forgot about the battle with the boss, hanging his hands in shock. He kept repeating the same words in his mouth over and over again.
In Rina's experience, it took a few minutes. In reality, it took about five seconds for Rina to regain her senses and attack Katsuro.
Lyra hesitated, then blushed and continued.
Ruina was about to say something, but her mouth tightened as if she was holding back.
Seeing this, Lila let out a small utterance.
Just when Katsuro was thinking of asking what it meant.
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It seems like Rina had seriously forgotten about them.
Ruina obediently accepted Katsuro's proposal.
Although they were slow, it only looked that way because of their large bodies, and the three of them were running away at full speed from the King Golem, which was targeting them at a reasonable speed.
When you return to the small room that is the starting viewpoint on the 3rd floor, the king golem no longer follows you. It seems like a battle only takes place in that big room.
Rina asked Katsuro after calming down her erratic breath due to her sprint.
At the moment, Lyra seems to be in control.
Katsuro clears his throat and replies.
Since it was Lyra who had closed the distance, Katsuro was unable to respond well.
Katsuro instinctively straightens up. It was because I felt that Rina's behavior was not her usual dominant one, and that she was really emotionally disturbed. Rather than a smirking sneer, his face and body language showed signs of his age.
Katsuro clutched his chest as if he had been shot in the heart. Katsuro has not yet given up on his sense of being a member of Japanese society.
However, Laila spoke against Ruina's words. |
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With a bang, Ruina's movements stopped.
Laila walked up to Ruina and whispered something in her ear. Katsuro couldn't hear what was said, but when Rina heard it, she looked at Lila with a shocked expression on her face.
Could it be a fight?
Thinking so, Katsuro tries to call out to him, but Lila speaks up.
However, it wasn't that kind of atmosphere, and in fact, Rina obediently followed along, although I wouldn't say they got along well. The two of them huddled in a corner of the room and had a private conversation. Only the sound of breathing reached Katsuro. The conversation seemed to be over in about a minute.
This is the first thing Lyra has to say when she returns.
It was the same as having sex with Laila and Ruina.
A fidgety Rina was standing next to him without denying it. He repeatedly makes eye contact with Katsuro, then quickly looks away. But his face was bright red.
After saying that, Lyra paused. His gaze turned towards Rina.
Ruina began to speak as if she had thought about it.
Master? That's what they were talking about...Yes. They were competing to see who would become my master. Because of the skill requirements, the person who became my master is like a one-man race. It's like a battle of mounts. Between men
Ruina speaks with a bored tone, as if talking about something commonplace.
``Although they weren't as strong as me, they also came from powerful families.There were cliques among the students, and they were still alive.Especially when they first came to this world.I don't think so. It wasn't because I hated them, but it backfired on me. I was isolated and couldn't form a party with anyone other than them.I seeâĻâĻ"
Katsuro frowned, remembering what happened at school. |
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Ignoring the angry Naina for the time being, Lyra talked about how to subjugate the king golem.
When I looked at Rina's expression after hearing Laila's comment, she glared at me, still turning bright red. Rather than being scary, it was almost like watching a child's tantrum, and it was kind of cute.
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Katsuro is satisfied with that theory, but then he notices something.
Katsuro looked into Rina's eyes one last time to confirm. The woman's determination was clearly visible on her face, as if she were facing him head-on for the first time.
Perhaps defeated, Katsuro finally nodded.
Katsuro could never have imagined in his life that he would meet Rina Sakurakoji. Of course with Lyra.
(My life has changed since I came to this world)
That's what Katsuro thought as he looked at Naina, who was fidgeting and staring at him, and Laila, who was immediately taking off her equipment.
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Katsuro removed his equipment while admonished by Lyla, who had become much more assertive than when they first met.
From Katsuro's perspective, it was just a normal sex experience, but from the woman's perspective, it was an unusual experience. I realized that what I had thought was lip service on the prostitute's part was true, and I regretted that I had gone too far when I first experienced Laila.
Lyra materializes cloth-based equipment and spreads it out as a rug, waiting completely naked on top of it. Ruina stands upright next to her.
Apart from Katsuro, Rina still speaks like a young lady.
Laila is confidently turning her head away. --But five minutes later.
It was a good place to fall right away.
Katsuro had figured out all of Lila's weaknesses before Lila got used to sex, so there was no way he could win.
He was sitting face to face with Katsuro who was sitting cross-legged. Sitting face to face with Katsuro is dangerous. Since all of her body weight was concentrated in her womb, which was supported by an extremely long cock, she had no chance of winning.
Lyra loses her mind that her juniors are watching her and exposes her hot face with a tongue-tie.
Naina was sitting on her thighs as she stared at the harrowing that was taking place in front of her. I couldn't take my eyes off the sight of Katsuro unilaterally blaming Lila, not to say he suddenly changed after he committed the act.
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Katsuro presses Lila's body against his cock as hard as he can, and spits out her seed juice at the deepest point. Lyra arched her back, her whole body convulsing as she endured the rush of pleasure.
Buruuuuuuuuuuuu! âĄâĄâĄ Bubuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu up to! âĄâĄâĄâĄ
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When he finally finished ejaculating into her vagina, Katsuro stood next to Laila's slumped body. When he walked slowly and came in front of Ruina, Ichimotsu was positioned right in front of Ruina's face due to the difference in their physiques.
It was covered in semen and love juice, and was still erect at its climax.
In the first place, it was Rina who had been in heat for a long time. Even if they say negative words, they have no persuasive power. The way he reverently kissed the glans in front of him, he looked like a loyal servant.
Lure~~~~~...âĄâĄ
Ruina uses her tongue to scrape off dirt. When he licks the back of my penis with an awkward but careful tongue technique, my desire for conquest is satisfied and I get a shiver. In a sense, it was stronger than sexual pleasure, and I felt the sensation of ejaculation welling up from my balls.
However, this is not the time to waste your shots. If you want to ejaculate, the unique skill will not activate unless you cum inside.
Lift up Rina's legs as she lies on her back, and slowly insert Gosei.
I have to say that it is still too early to accept Katsuro's pristine, pale pink incense. Ruina is not a tall person even for her age. |
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When he kisses her as he wishes, he lets out all the emotions he had been holding back.
It was an unexpected confession for Katsuro.
However, I couldn't bring myself to doubt it until I saw him kiss me in a deep kiss with their tongues intertwined like in foreign dramas. It's strange because when you understand it that way, interactions at school start to look different.
Ruina hugs her neck. He kisses me as if begging for saliva.
A lewd mouth sucking that doesn't even try to hide its strong attachment and love. Katsuro's moist eyes were sexy and startled. The possessive desire that I had felt with Lyra, wanting to make the female in front of me my own, welled up deep within my chest.
Jurururururu! âĄâĄ Juuu~!!âĄâĄâĄ
Katsuro devoured Rina's mouth with animal lust. The girl's saliva was so sweet that she looked like she was my own daughter, and I felt like I could handle it with a sense of immorality.
I whisper to Ruina, whose eyes are black and white.
Zuryuuuuuuu!!âĄâĄâĄâĄ
Sensation of breaking the hymen and vaginal spasms. Apparently, he climaxed at the same time as he inserted it all the way inside. Ruina hugs me tighter.
The soft flesh was tightening so tightly that I felt like I would ejaculate if I let my guard down. |
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Guiiiiiiiiii âĄâĄ
Push âĄâĄ The gushing tide falls on Katsuro. She pressed her breasts, which were suitable for a child, but had a hint of feminine softness, and trembled with pleasure.
If you press the piston to no avail...
Dochu! âĄâĄâĄ Gochu! âĄâĄâĄ Gochun! âĄâĄâĄ Guriguri...âĄâĄâĄ
ââBobyuuuuuuuu!!âĄâĄâĄâĄByuboboboboâĄâĄâĄBupyuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!âĄâĄâĄâĄâĄâĄâĄ
Thick semen with excellent fertility shoots out and powerfully hits the back of JC's underdeveloped womb. The cloudy liquid that filled the room where the child is born has nowhere to go, and it overflows from her pussy with a sound.
A sweet pulse travels through Rina's brain cells, almost melting them.
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When I looked at her, I saw that her stomach was slightly swollen. Of course, it wasn't because she was pregnant, but because she had accumulated more semen than she could. Regardless of your level, your body will become stronger in this world. It should be able to withstand some rough play.
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Just before dusk, I caught sight of my reflection in the glass panel in front of the entrance to the nearest station, and I couldn't help but stop.
This outfit was based on information from the internet that says you can't go wrong with a white big silhouette T-shirt and black skinny jeans. I feel like things are going well, but to be honest, I don't really know the correct answer, so I've been restless ever since I left home.
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...He's not there. Hey, hey. No, I don't care!
I was supposed to have finished my conversation with Yamura inside the station, but somehow he continued to follow me past the ticket gate and onto the train. Is this an episode about picking up an abandoned dog?
It is around 4pm on holidays, a time when there are relatively few passengers. You can sit as many times as you want.
Yamura jumped a step and then leaned against me. I really want this to stop. I don't know if it's because he's popular with talented girls or something, but he's extremely overkill for amateur virgins who don't know anything about love. It's really evil for him to do something like this just for fun, even though he doesn't even have a hint of love for me. This guy's face was stiff as hard as he could, and he was desperately trying to hold down the lid of the pot that seemed to be boiling over with his love and ulterior motives, thinking that he was going to fall seriously in love with such a wicked woman.
A thumping sound can be heard from underfoot. I looked around and saw that there were no other passengers nearby. It's not like my eyes were rolling.
Yamura looks up at me with wide eyes. I'm angry because I feel like I've gotten into my pocket, so I take a step back.
I decided that it wasn't a particularly bad thing, and that if I kept it a secret, I might be pursued persistently, so I decided to speak up.
It's not hard to imagine that I'll be exposed to a barrage of harassment related to Daru, so I try not to go to drinking parties where this guy is present. Also, I don't like seeing this guy get along well with a positive guy. Even if you don't particularly like him, you probably don't want to see your female friend exposing her female face to a stranger. Especially if you're a virgin. |
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Compared to other regular students, I had a little more interaction with Mr. Awaibara, and that was one of the things that made me feel at home during my high school days. We didn't go on dates or anything like that.
It's not enough to overturn the disadvantage of being an amateur virgin.You'll know a girl as soon as you meet her ⥠Her virginity is exposed âĄYou amateur...! Okay, I understand. Then, I'll definitely exchange contact information with Awaibara-san today!Hit the hurdle ⥠Tell me as much as I'll take you home, virgin~~âĄ"
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Hey, I'm sure I haven't told anyone about the episode where I ran away in tears from a group date and ran away to a brothel. Yamura has a mysteriously good intuition when it comes to me, or rather, he can see right through me as if it were obvious. The odious thing about this guy is that he takes advantage of that and unleashes precise provocations.
Of course not. However, it is impossible for Yamura to prove that.
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I was guessing, but I just answered thinking that if it was an H cup, it would be the sexiest, but was it really true?
Hidden inside her clothes was a cream-colored base embroidered with pink and white flowers of various sizes. The fabric area gets smaller and smaller from the sides to the center, and when it comes to the middle part that connects the left and right sides, it's as thin as a paper bag for disposable chopsticks. Even though she's wearing underwear, you can almost see her cleavage from top to bottom as her big breasts press against each other. I honestly don't know if the design is good or bad, but it's erotic.
Yamura curses me with a big smile. It's so funny to see my reckless behavior in front of her breasts.
``Most of the time, I meet girls for that kind of thing, so when I see her breasts, I just think, ``Wow...they're out...''! A female friend I've known for a long time suddenly shows off her huge breasts. This is what happened!â
I never thought of that!â
A punch line explodes with all his might, and his index finger trembles as he tugs at his clothes. I have no choice but to distract myself by looking at her boobs.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! ! ! ! This guy is seriously annoying! ! ! Don't draw reasonable conclusions! ! Don't show your breasts to someone who has no chance! ! I'm also annoyed at myself for getting all the wrong choices! !
She was pushed in from the left and right, and her already impressive cleavage popped out as if it were about to spill out. I wonder how good it would be if I could put my cock inside this. While feeling her smooth skin, her fluffy breasts press from both sides. Yamura was looking up at me with a grin on his face just like he was just now...
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Even if Yamura didn't refuse, I wouldn't be able to imitate him so forcefully. Yamura can see right through this.
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This is not the time to go along with Yamura's nonsense. Stare at any place where your bra might float, and don't miss a single pixel of areola.
Yamura said as he removed his hand from my breasts, brushed my fingers away, then lifted the fabric of his clothes from both shoulders and straightened his collar. I feel like I could see the areola, and I also feel like I couldn't see it. The truth lies in the darkness between your bras.
I'm not going to sex work to get used to being a woman. It's a simpler way to satisfy your sexual desires.
You're casually checking that I have an erection!
Tavern table. Yamura was sitting next to me at the far left seat.
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Here you go. I quickly glared at the sexually harassed woman next to me.
Yamura is sitting next to me and talking.
This may be the first time I've ever heard an apology so heartless. Yamura knew where I was going when we met at the station, and it was no coincidence that we were on the same train. He was 100% mean when he asked me things like, ``Are you going to a high-end restaurant?'' Marge is the worst. What's going on with this woman?
Hoshino-kun is still a kind person. If we close our eyes to the fact that our fundamental understanding is wrong.
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As expected, my self-introduction was messed up by Yamura.
But bad things don't always happen in life. Yamura was next to me, but the person sitting in front of me was Mr. Awaibara.
Yamura keeps asking for extra care. Her hair smells good, so I don't want her to get any closer.
noisy. You don't hold your tongue.
Mr. Awaibara smiles slightly while playing with his curled nape with his fingers. To be honest, my impression of Mr. Awaihara's appearance has changed a lot. When I was in high school, I had straight black hair and was seen as a lonely princess, too beautiful to approach. The current Mr. Awaihara has a rounded silhouette around his face, a loose nape, and a sharp gaze that seems to be looking into his soul. It has a somewhat unbalanced beauty that is both cute and cool. Coupled with the fact that he's someone who can't really read someone's inner thoughts, it seems like even just talking to him is going to seriously upset my emotions.
I understand, Yamura. What can I say, Awaibara-san is cool and mysterious, and she has a devilish, almost dangerous beauty. |
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Hey! Don't ask me so directly! What will you do if the answer is YES? If I heard that Aihara-san had a makeover due to the influence of a stranger, I would be shocked at least! Even if you ask, explore it step by step!
Awaibara-san's statement made the room excited. For some reason, Yamura is controlling the flow of the scene, but Awaibara-san's suggestive responses also give the impression that he has mastered something. At least, he seemed a lot different than when we were talking about books. It's more like a virgin...I don't think I was that aware of how people looked at me.
After that, the topic of discussion about Mr. Awaihara continued for a while. She is an extremely beautiful woman with a mysterious atmosphere that will surely attract everyone's interest.
Yamura puts his mouth next to my ear again. I guess they were planning on having a private conversation while Awaibara-san was facing away.
I just learned today that sneak peeks can be detected, so I haven't been able to confirm it very clearly, but Awaihara-san was wearing a thin black dress that exposed the shoulders. At least it can't be called pure fashion.
Most of the training was completely counterproductive, wasn't it? You just wanted to tease me by showing off your proud breasts.
The conversation involuntarily shifted from whispering to a regular argument, and as a result, Awaibara-san turned to look at me.
There's no way I'm going. If we were to go on a date, I could see that he would make fun of me all day long.
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Mr. Awaibara smiles at me. I reacted like I was a virgin. |
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Mr. Awaibara came to my left when we changed seats, and without hesitation he rubbed his body against me and put his hand on my thigh. picture?
This information was revealed to Yamura during his self-introduction, so it has become a well-known fact here. Don't kid yourself.
Mr. Awaihara's hand, which rested on his thigh, moved smoothly back and forth. W-why are you touching your body like this?
Awaibara-san grabs my arm tightly with his other hand and looks up at me. The bewitching expression on her face with a faint smile was something I had never seen before in high school. Isn't it a little too simple? Are you being made fun of? Or is it an approach thing...! ?
While I was confused, Yamura came out of nowhere and suddenly hugged me from behind.
Yamura cried out and completely rested his weight on my back. It's lighter than I expected because it's small.
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The bathroom door opened, and Yamura came out with a staggered pace. I just realized that I can't let Hoshino-kun or any other man see me like this after vomiting, so I guess she let me, who is not her love interest, carry her.
Yamura turned his butt towards me and flipped up the hem of his green dress-like shirt. For a moment, I could see a plump, well-shaped peach buttocks wrapped in a thin white fabric.
Her buttocks were completely transparent, and everything from her buttocks to her crack was visible, making her look erotic.
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After that, time passed while I was preoccupied with Yamura's underwear, and the party ended in the blink of an eye without any results.
For some reason, I once again carry Yamura on my back as I walk through the downtown area at night. It wasn't yet time to worry about the last train, so there was a fair amount of people passing by, and it was easy to pass a group of men and women of similar age to us who had come out of a bar. I wonder if Hoshino-kun and Awaihara-san are having an after-party. There was no way for me to know this, as I had been appointed as the caretaker of Yamura, who was very livid.
After repeated negative campaigns such as telling people that he has never had a girlfriend and creating an atmosphere that he is a good guy who can mess with her, just when he was about to get into a good mood with Mr. Awaibara, he suddenly turned away as if on purpose. Since he's been involved with her, this is no longer an excuse for being a virgin, but rather it's Yamura's fault. Once I have a girlfriend, I won't be able to flirt with my amateur virginity anymore, so I guess she'll relentlessly get in the way of my love life. I think he's a huge villain and should be sent to prison. It is frustrating that Japanese laws have not caught up.
Yamura pinches my cheek from behind with his index finger. What kind of people do they look like when seen from the side? It's bad for Yamura to do something like this because he has clearly stated that he has no chance. Don't get attached to a guy you don't want to date! Don't disturb the path of love! Don't show your breasts! Don't show your panties!
As usual, he was laughing like a child. When I hear this voice, I can't bring myself to get really angry. Even though he does bad things, he doesn't get yelled at, and he's the slickest guy. Even when I was little, I was definitely the type of person who avoided the teacher's sermons for some reason. |