Event 7.5: Playing Alone ※Masturbation・Anal
After that, I returned home without wearing panties……
It’s not like I have that sort of inclination. It’s just, there wasn’t any place for me to put them back on!
This long one piece hung to my ankles and was made of a solid cloth. The fact that it wouldn’t be blown up by the wind was a savior.
“……haa.”
Flinging off my robe, I dove into bed.
Ever since the beginning of the game developments, erotic things just kept happening one after the other to the point where I just might go crazy. Why……that kind of harvesting…….!
When I remembered it, I could feel my hidden place get wet as I held my head in my hands.
Ahh……I already understand it myself……I like this sort of thing. The inside of that part that wasn’t touched even once earlier was aching so much that I couldn’t stand it.
“Nn……”
Before I realized it, my fingers were entwined with the slippery fluid as I rubbed my chasm.
An indecent, sloshing sound resounded, and I kneaded my flower bud while rubbing the entrance shallowly. My skirt had rolled up to my waist, and I was kneeling on my knees with my legs spread out to an embarrassing degree.
“Ahn……Uuun……”
Every time I touched the flower bud that had become sensitive from the earlier harvesting, the part deep within me clenched and ached so much. That sensitive place that I as a virgin had yet to know of, was looking anxiously for a stimulus.
As my body desired, I pushed the finger that had been stirring up a shallow area deeper in, bit by bit.
“Ah……even though I want it deeper……”
However, the finger that rubbed the inner wall as it was buried deeper inside couldn’t reach the place that was searching for a stimulus.
It was irritating, and I put in a second finger, repeatedly sloshing about, bringing them in and out. But I was unable to bring myself.
Even deeper. That place where the bug grinded against and stimulated. That place where Harold’s long fingers rubbed against several times. My fingers that couldn’t reach that part were unpleasant.
……feeling that the pleasure wasn’t enough with just my honeypot, I extended my fingers towards my back hole.
Using the nectar that dripped all the way to my ass as a lubricant, it only took a little bit of preparation before that place easily accepted my finger.
Like how Harold did previously, I stimulated both my front and my back at the same time. Harold’s fingers moved separately to churn up my insides, and both my front and back melted with a syrupy feeling.
And so, I came several times, soiling both my clothes and bed in a syrupy mess.
Event 7.5: Playing Alone ※Masturbation・Anal
After that, I returned home without wearing panties……
It’s not like I have that sort of inclination. It’s just, there wasn’t any place for me to put them back on!
This long one piece hung to my ankles and was made of a solid cloth. The fact that it wouldn’t be blown up by the wind was a savior.
“……haa.”
Flinging off my robe, I dove into bed.
Ever since the beginning of the game developments, erotic things just kept happening one after the other to the point where I just might go crazy. Why……that kind of harvesting…….!
When I remembered it, I could feel my hidden place get wet as I held my head in my hands.
Ahh……I already understand it myself……I like this sort of thing. The inside of that part that wasn’t touched even once earlier was aching so much that I couldn’t stand it.
“Nn……”
Before I realized it, my fingers were entwined with the slippery fluid as I rubbed my chasm.
An indecent, sloshing sound resounded, and I kneaded my flower bud while rubbing the entrance shallowly. My skirt had rolled up to my waist, and I was kneeling on my knees with my legs spread out to an embarrassing degree.
“Ahn……Uuun……”
Every time I touched the flower bud that had become sensitive from the earlier harvesting, the part deep within me clenched and ached so much. That sensitive place that I as a virgin had yet to know of, was looking anxiously for a stimulus.
As my body desired, I pushed the finger that had been stirring up a shallow area deeper in, bit by bit.
“Ah……even though I want it deeper……”
However, the finger that rubbed the inner wall as it was buried deeper inside couldn’t reach the place that was searching for a stimulus.
It was irritating, and I put in a second finger, repeatedly sloshing about, bringing them in and out. But I was unable to bring myself.
Even deeper. That place where the bug grinded against and stimulated. That place where Harold’s long fingers rubbed against several times. My fingers that couldn’t reach that part were unpleasant.
……feeling that the pleasure wasn’t enough with just my honeypot, I extended my fingers towards my back hole.
Using the nectar that dripped all the way to my ass as a lubricant, it only took a little bit of preparation before that place easily accepted my finger.
Like how Harold did previously, I stimulated both my front and my back at the same time. Harold’s fingers moved separately to churn up my insides, and both my front and back melted with a syrupy feeling.
And so, I came several times, soiling both my clothes and bed in a syrupy mess.
