Ee, Teni Shippai? Seikou?

"That, Fujido?

One day, about half a month after the example concoction, when I was serving at a convenience store at a part-time location, a customer called me out of the blue.

She was a simple dressed woman named Denim Pants on a grey hoodie, but it was like we met somewhere...

"Ah..., Mr. Honomiya?

"Yeah. I worked here."

"Well. You mean, aren't you in red jersey today?

"No, you don't wear that from time to time. I didn't really have time to get dressed then!

Apparently she didn't want to be seen in much red jersey for her, and she was keeping her mouth shut, dyeing her cheeks a little.

I ended up just eating at the family that day and nothing since.

By the time I finished my meal, I had also been somewhat awakened to Mr. Honomiya's drunkenness, so I sent him to the station and it was dissolved.

Although we exchanged contact information, there was nothing like getting in touch with either of them, so it is today.

"I've been here quite a bit, but maybe I've never seen Fujido before"

"Uh, because it's usually late at night. This evening one of the kids took a sudden break, so I took a substitute."

"It is. What time are you up today?

"Six in the morning."

"Heh? It's only after seven o'clock at night, isn't it? What time have you been working?

"I wonder if today starts at 18: 00."

"You work twelve hours!?

"It usually starts at 22: 00. It's special today... but there are two or three times a month, like this"

"Oh well... Good luck."

When Mr. Honomiya said so, he bought lunch boxes and sweets and went home.

I was just a little happy for an unexpected reunion.

"Wow..., it's over."

I finished my part-time job at 6: 00 in the morning and left the store at about 6: 30 in Kanya.

"Ya annoying"

Then, Mr. Honomiya, who was outside the store, spoke to me.

"... what are you doing?

"Hmm, morning practice?

She was also dressed in denim this morning in a similar way to last night called Parker.

You're not wearing a jersey for morning practice.

"No, I'll get dressed over there"

"Oh well. But you're practicing in college circles in the morning?

"Anyone who wants to do it will do it on their own, targeted?

"Early this morning?

"I guess we'll be early, like, 9: 00 or something."

"... no, it's only 6: 30, right?

"Yeah. So why don't we have breakfast together?

"To?"

"No...? Oh, maybe I'll take home an expired lunch or something, huh?

Mr. Honomiya said he seemed a little sorry, but I'm either happy or unhappy.

"No, we can't get rid of it."

He originally gave me a scrap lunch box, and that's what I chose a cheap hourly convenience store for in the first place, but I couldn't get a scrap lunch box after that because of the idiot who did something to deliberately place the old guy in the back for scrap lunch craving a while back.

That's why I can't say “I'm quitting because I can't get a discarded lunch box," and I'm still working.

"Haha. That was a disaster."

In the end, I rode the invitation of Mr. Honomiya and took Morning with me at a nearby family.

It seems like you're a family again, but you can eat all you want Focaccia here in Morning.

"Thanks for letting me hang out today."

"Uh, no, thanks for inviting me"

I was a little nervous about the fact that Mr. Honomiya was drunk before and the stupidity of the concoction, but I was actually just a little nervous about the syrup.

But I was somewhat guessing by what the erogenous example went through, but it seems quite a hobby.

If we were talking about cartoons, the time would have passed in no time.

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It's been about six months since I met Flower Pear.

After that day, I occasionally started having breakfast with flower pears, and from there I started renting books and getting in touch with nature.

Soon we started calling each other by name, and there were so many times we could meet outside and go out.

Is this your girlfriend?

I never saw a day coming when I could do that to myself, but that's not bad.

"Sorry, Flower Pear. I forgot to bring the book I owed you."

"No, it doesn't matter. Anytime."

I'll meet you at the station today and plan to go shopping.

I guess this is the pattern here these days where I buy a little something once in a while while while cooling down the store appropriately and eat and dissolve somewhere when I'm hungry.

"So, how'd it go?

"Yeah, it was funny. But I don't think I'm gonna start reading novels..."

"No, it would have been more surprising if Yaichi hadn't gotten his hands on Lanobe."

"Really? I never even thought I'd get my hands on a book with all that typography."

"Haha, I'll say it often. You normally do novel gay or something. Even Lanobe hasn't changed much?

"Uh, maybe if you say so."

I wondered what I would do when they first gave me the original book of the cartoon, but if I started reading it, I could surprisingly slurp it.

Surely erosion is almost text, and is it similar?

"That skirt is unusual, isn't it?

"Oh yeah...?

A denim jacket and a long skirt, well, it's usually a simple outfit, but this may be the first time I've seen a flower pear skirt.

"Uh, weird...?

"No, that's okay, right?

"Oh well......, yeah"

Something seemed a little strange, but Flower Pear quickly got back on track, stayed the same way that day, had dinner with him and took the train where the sun was about to set, and reached the nearest station of Flower Pear's house.

I'll be in touch.

……

"Flower pears...?

……

"Hey, door closed -"

Before I finish, the door closes and the train runs out.

"- I did...?

"Yeah......"

Hana Pear, who replied softly, stares at me.

............... what is this?

"Um... Can I go?

"Huh? Go?... to us?

"Yeah......"

"Uh, nothing, fine... why?

"Uh... the... ah! To get the book, right?

"Nothing. Anytime..."

I mean, isn't that why you just came up with that?

"I suddenly wanted to read it! Right?"

"Uh, yeah......"

What the hell is this..., I'm so thrilled...?

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"Ah! Did you buy this?

"Oh, wow."

"This is just the cell one. There's an extra scene, right? I want to see. I want to see!

After that, the train arrived at our nearest station with subtle air, but around the time I started buying drinks and sweets at the neighborhood convenience store, the flower pears looked like they were back to normal.

... book, just come and get it... right? No?

I managed to behave normally while hiding my confused chest feeling and started watching cartoons together.

There was no room in the small 1K room for a chair and a couch, and we were sitting on the mattress looking at a bigger brown tube for the room while also leaning against the wall.

With the intention of flower pears to concentrate on the cartoon, the lights in the room are off.

- Chi, that's close...

I'm sitting side by side with you two, but when I do, I feel the flower pears nearby.

On second thought, most of the time when you and I dine together, we sit opposite each other, and sometimes we sit next to each other on the train, but you weren't really aware of that.

Sitting next to each other like this may have been since the first concoction we met.

Well..., it's close... well, let's just say good.

The problem is... flower pears, you haven't seen the cartoon, have you? Didn't I tell you I wanted to concentrate...?

Somehow, at the edge of my sight, I can blur that she's pointing toward me.

I pretend to watch cartoons without realizing... the content doesn't come to mind.

All I've heard in my ear is the roughened breathing sound of flower pears from earlier.

Obviously it's supposed to sound smaller than the audio out of the TV, but all I hear is her breath.

I moved my gaze slowly, nervously.

- My eyes, they fit.

I was just going to check on the flower pears for a second, but I got eyes on them.

And once my eyes met, I couldn't move my gaze from there anymore.

Flower pears don't particularly change their expression, but they stare at me.

How long has it been?

A few seconds, a dozen seconds? More?

Anyway, it was us staring at each other for a while, but Fu and Hana Pear closed their eyes.

And he looked like he had no heart or jaw up.

... When I get here, I'll just have to come to my stomach.

I turned my hand around Flower Pear's shoulder and held her face close..., kissed her.

Flower pears took my lips without resistance.

Soft, warm lip feel.

First kiss, of course.

That's how I spent some time just layering my lips on each other, and then once they got away from me.

"... Amu... Nchu..."

Then, Hana Pear wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me, and she layered her lips again with the momentum as it stood.

- What!?

And the flower pears have tangled their tongues.

"Nchuru... get lost..."

That's right, I ate it, but I can't even pull it here.

I felt sorry to be left alone, so I actively stuck my tongue out of me and wandered the pear's mouth.

- Wouldn't it be okay if I left it like this already?

The mood grew higher and higher while my tongue was tangled, and I touched my pear chest from the top of my clothes.

She was taking off her denim jacket when she entered the room and is now in a relaxed blouse.

"Huh! Mmmm... Churu..."

When I put my hand on my breast, for a moment the body of the flower pear was stretched, but soon she resumed kissing.

... Tits are soft.

I enjoyed the softness of being wrapped in a bra with awkward hands.

I was going to stop there if they didn't like me, but I can't feel that coming from the flower pears.

I mean, it seems like the kiss has gotten even more intense since I started squeezing my chest.

If you don't like it, you just have to move on.

I put my hand on the blouse button, thinking I wouldn't be able to stop it any more.

Flower pears were licking my mouth around as hard as ever, but still you noticed my intentions. You pulled your upper body just a little to make it easier to unbutton me.

Unbutton one at a time.

And when I unbuttoned everything, I just pulled the blouse out of the flower pear.

There was no inner or other worn underneath it, and a double hill covered in grey brassiere appeared.

The bra was simple with lace.

Immediately after I had only gone in front of the blouse, the movement of the pear tongue stopped, but it began to move quickly.

However, I feel a little less tongue movement compared to earlier.

In addition, I put my hand in the shirt and turned it to my back, unhooking my bra.

It was the first time, but unexpectedly and easily, the hock came off, and the breasts that had been broken the commandments swayed plumpingly.

Get your hands out of the gap in the bra covering your breasts with shoulder straps hanging.

"Nww!!

My hands touch my breasts directly, and at the same time the body of the flower pears trembles.

At the same time, the long and intense kiss ended.

- Soft......

The raw tits of the first woman to touch were soft anyway.

"Huh... Huh... Huh..."

Continue to gently lift warm breasts that return moderate elasticity.

Flower pears gasped briefly as she shook her body with piqun from time to time, but did not show any particular glimmer of resistance.

I rubbed her breasts and weighed in little by little.

So you guessed my intentions, and Hana Pear fell asleep on her back like I was prompted to push.

I covered over the pears and completely wore the blouse that was halfway open.

"Ah... hey..."

Flower pears shyly look away.

Looking down at the limbs of the flower pears illuminated by the flashy shades of light emitted by the brown tube, I shifted the bra I was wearing halfway up.

Flower pear breasts become dewy.

Never big, but she had well-shaped tits.

I put my hands on both breasts and rubbed them gently.

"Mm-hmm... mm-hmm..."

It was a flower pear that was shy of me, but I can't resist.

I rubbed my breasts close to one of them and gently clasped my pinned nipples.

"Huh!!

The body of the flower pear leans back against the vicun.

I rolled my nipples over my tongue with my breast tip tucked in.

"Mmm!! No, it...! Hey!!

The body of the flower pear bounces bicumbily as the tongue moves.

I reached for my skirt as I alternately licked my left and right nipples around.

Pull over the long skirt fabric and put your hands on the hem.

As I rolled up my skirt, I touched the flower pear groin.

"Hih......!!

The body of the flower pear bounces a lot in a slightly different way from when you lick your nipples.

On the finger I left on the shorts, I could see the love fluid seeping out of the crochet on the nectar.

From above the fabric, stroke the secret area with your finger belly.

"Ahhh! No..."

The body of the flower pear trembles as the finger moves.

I moved my fingers for a while before shifting my wet shorts slightly.

My fingers touch the mucous membrane directly.

"No!

The first time I touched it, it was so hot, soft, and wet in the thicket.

A mucous membrane filled with love liquid snarls around my fingers.

"NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU...!!

Moving his fingers small, the couture and sound rang, and the flower pears trembled small as he stifled his body.

- That's enough, right?

From earlier on my ichimotsu remained stuck.

I wake up once, away from the flower pears, and I fish the cabinet on my pillow.

- There it is...!!

That's a substitute for the first time I was invited to a concert when they told me to "buy it for now" and I bought it but haven't had a chance at all since.

When I opened the box and took out one of the contents, I unbelted my pants and took them off with my pants.

A hardened ichthymotsu appeared pollon and a clear thread dripped from the tip.

"Ah... ha..."

Flower pear breathing stopped for a moment.

When I looked at her, I looked at her, but she was immediately distracted.

Exactly what you would have noticed my intentions, but she seemed to be waiting for me in the same position, with her bra and shorts deflected and without hiding her half-exposed breasts and secrets.

Open the bag and rubber on the angry ichimotsu.

Once again I went back to Flower Pear, I put my hands on her shorts and pulled them down.

She accepted the act without any particular resistance.

- This is...

The colour is uncertain because of the irregular light emitted from the brown tube, but its very glowing shape was well seen.

"Don't look at me..."

It was a flower pear that I said that I was ashamed of, but I'm not going to close my legs though.

I also feel like watching a little more, but a sticking penis in my groin takes that thought away.

Yaichi hit the tip of a rubber-wrapped tortoise head on the mucous membrane that swept inside a tightly open crack.

- Warm......

I pushed my hips just a little bit, stimulated by the heat and feel that I could feel separately from one piece of rubber.

"Huh..."

The turtle head buried in the mucous membrane with cucumber, and at the same time the flower pear gasps faintly.

At this moment I let go of my reason for a little while and pushed my hips all at once towards the back of the flower pear.

"Higu......!!

I learned to catch on the way, but I pierced the flower pear intact.

At that moment, her body strengthens and her screaming voice lifts.

"Flower pears...?

I regained the reason I had let go with that voice. When I spoke, Flower Pear gave me an unspoken grin.

"Huh, just... so, uhh... like, move, okay...?

The flower pears that answered so well were so lovely that I remembered the feeling that my chest was squeezed up.

But at the same time his groin was congested and he realized that reason was being deprived again.

"Hey, no... mmm"

I took her lips to deceive that guilt as I apologized to Flower Pear in my heart.

I know she'll hurt if you move, but I can't stand still like this.

"Mmm!! Hmmm...... Nchuru...... ugh!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Move your hips back and forth as you lick around the mouth of the flower pear.

Flower pears have also moved their tongues violently, turning their arms around my back and clinging hard so as to escape the pain that the movement brings.

The occasional short leaking screaming gasp and the little sorry felt by the force entering the arm turned on her back surpass the pleasure of being wrapped, tightened and rubbed with a meat stick in her mucous membrane that makes a nunchus noise.

"Hmm... ah..."

Eventually the pear's voice got a little softer, but at the same time I reached my limit.

"Flower pears... already..."

"Fine... whenever you like... yip..."

Dokun! and the meat stick pulses heavily and the semen is released.

While wrapped in the meat walls of the flower pears, my penis continued to spit out dope and sperm on the inside of the dermis.

"Ha... ha..., sorry, couldn't stop..."

"Hmm... Phew... okay, so..."

The pear smile floating with tears in her eyes was much softer than shortly after insertion.

"Hey, Yaichi... Did you feel good?

Flower pears anxiously ask, leaving a little grin on his mouth.

"Yeah, it's amazing"

"Oh well, good..."

"The flower pear... the..., how was it?

"What do you think...?

"... Does it still hurt?

"Hmm, sort of..."

"Sorry......"

With that said, I tried to pull out a little squishy meat stick, but a flower pear tangles my leg around my waist to stop it.

"Oh, hey...?

"Nfu...... Honestly, it's subtle whether it feels good or not, but I don't hate the way Yangichi feels inserted... do I?

When I heard that word, I accidentally hugged the flower pear and lay my lips on it.

We held each other together for a while, tangling our tongues.

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"Hey, how about this?

"... not a little too expensive?

A few days later, I was watching a PC monitor along with the flower pears that started to penetrate my room.

The screen showed all kinds of mattresses.

After that, the mattress stained with blood became useless, and she was barking to buy a new one.

"The majority of my part-time bills fly..."

"I'll give you half. Come on."

"No, that's..."

Exactly what about that, and when I looked at the flower pear, I was pointing my upward gaze at this one.

"I'm going to use it with you two anyway............ no?

Damn............, that would be against the rules..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Ha... I can't help it"

"... or something, you're loose your mouth -?

"Ugh, uh-uh."

"haha."

And well, here's how our time started.

In the last few years, the two of us will be separated and reunited in a little over ten more years from there, but that's another story.