Move your index finger slowly to rub your precious place.
It feels like electricity ran all over my body as my quiet fingers moved there.
"Mm-hmm."
Unexpectedly, my voice goes out. But that guy's fingers weren't this thin.
Open your important crack and put two fingers in and out slowly.
Not enough.
That act, which hurt at first, also had an indescribable exaltation if it became the end.
That guy's male genitals weren't like this.
And the feeling of being wrapped around that successful chest. I still dream.
Thick, gothy fingers. I want to be touched by those fingers again.
But, but...
If my finger was that guy's finger.
Slowly rub the tip of your chest, around your nipples, and rub your cracks while you think so.
My thin fingers are not enough. No, no, no. I want that guy to touch me.
I let go of my left hand that was irritating my chest and crawl on my own lips.
After glancing at his lips, he wraps his fingers around his mouth and tongue.
My left hand is opening my crack and inserting it into my vagina.
Reminds me of what I did that day.
It was painful, but gentle, then kissed and tangled his tongue while he was successfully embraced, a male organ inserted into my vagina.
The feeling that if you move, you will only be able to think about the person step by step.
Not enough. Not enough. No, I want it. But that guy...
I licked my fingers hard and moved my fingers hard that were inserted into my vagina.
The pleasure that accumulated gradually, even if I thought it was not enough, took me to heights.
"Ha, ha, ha, I did it again. Huh."
Wipe your wet hands in the bishop with a cloth as you sigh out loud.
It's always like this after a day of work.
I can't forget that night. First time for me...... I thought it was unacceptable at first, but I got it right.
Maybe it was the first time and I don't know anything else, but it was sweet.
Not in the morning after I've seen that guy's face when he left.
Every day, every day I comfort myself.
"Are you done yet?
If I was self-loathing, I could hear my voice through the front door.
Master Obaba was there if I slowly turned my face towards you.
Could they have seen us?
"You never get tired of it, do you fall in love every day, every day?
I do it every day. Wow.
"Totally. Come if you've missed it."
Ugh, embarrassing. But it's Obaba-sama's call. I have to go.
"Look, Yui, my husband told me that the northerners are leaving after the fight. I mean, stop by this village to pick up salt. When that happens, I have to entertain you. You know that."
Right, you're done fighting. I still don't have any signs of pregnancy. Then it's natural that you have to entertain them. But I can't believe it's not that guy.
"Well, I guess Yui will have to deal with Lord Jumka with the last time."
"Huh?"
I hear that one likes big breasts and virgins.
This big breast was liked by that one, and I think it fits, but the virgin's already dedicated herself to that one.
"You look strange, okay Yui, there are two kinds of virgin-loving men. There's a guy who simply likes to eat a virgin and eat a virgin and dye that woman into her own color and watch her go from virgin to virgin. I saw the impression of Lord Jumka at the time of the parting and saw it as the latter. So I think you'll be called next time."
Well, that's Obaba-sama. Ha! That means I can deal with him again!
"Damn, did you look happy and really fall in love? When you stop, it's hard to break up."
"So, but"
"Then you're going to get a good seed and have a baby. Not at all."
Yeah, it's a treat, but it's also about putting new blood in this village. Get a good seed, get a kid with that guy...
"Don't enter your world again"
Bassin and Master Obaba slapped me in the head.
"Yikes."
"Totally. Come more than that. You're no different than entertaining the most important people in the North, so I'm gonna teach you the technology to make a man feel better."
"Yes, sir"
"Look, I'll just teach you how to do it, but just look at it. You're never gonna try to be perfect, are you?
"Huh?"
"Ha, you're an ill-conceived kid. I told you. Lord Jumka likes to dye his virgins into his own women, more than likely."
"Yes, sir"
"This is, I mean, I was taught how a guy feels good for you. I'll try my best. That's how I have to show it. And then a guy like that wants to make sure he feels good about himself while he lets him do it."
Shh, wow, that's Obaba-sama. I can't believe you taught me how to treat that one so far.
"I heard it was huge when I was talking about you, so I'm going to teach you the steps with the cat tree tension." and clasp it with your palms to cover it. "
"Here's the thing?
"Yes, you don't have to try to do it well. It's okay to be bad. They don't want you to be good."
"Yes."
Obaba-sama's class began that day.