The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

"I haven't done it."

Until Hoshino Utsunomiya spoke those words.

Baosheng Mag immediately dropped her aggrieved expression.

The tears stopped flowing, the voice was no longer low, and the grievances were gone.

"Really?!" she suddenly raised her voice to confirm.

Really? Really? Really?

Could it be...?

Is Hoshino actually an incredibly good boy?!

“Hmm.” Hoshino Utsunomiya nodded and added, “But, as for hands, and those... well, apart from the back and the feet, I have tried anything more normal.”

Hoshino Utsunomiya was still wondering if it would be inappropriate to tell Mag in such detail, and whether she should use a slightly more subtle approach, or if Mag would mind too much.

But Baosheng Mag had no intention of listening to any further comments.

All she heard was the word "hmm".

That's the truth.

Everything is the truth.

So sincere, so genuine, so honest, I love it!

"Then let's not do it!" Baosheng Mag had just made his decision with a resounding voice when he remembered something else and couldn't help but confirm, "Does that include time travel?"

Although she didn't think Utsunomiya Hoshino would hide anything here, she still wanted to ask.

"Correct."

And so, the feeling of complete peace of mind turned into a fluttering heartbeat that was suddenly filled with excitement.

?

“Then, let’s do it again when the witch stops rewinding.” Baosheng Mag smiled happily: “Come on, pinky swear with me, it’s a promise.”

Hold it in one hand, hook it with the other, pull up your little finger, and lift the small bag.

"It's a word."

"It's a word."

The moment he let go, Baosheng Mag was still smiling.

“However…” she said with a smile, “I want to reserve the right for Hoshino to ask me to do it.”

"Since Hoshino and others have done so much, it shouldn't be a problem if I do the same, right?"

“As long as Hoshino can’t hold back in the end and begs me to do it,” Hosho Mag opened her delicate red lips, “I will happily agree to Hoshino’s request.”

"Uuuuu~"

......

Baosheng Mag was satisfied.

Although she didn't finish it, she was satisfied.

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.

You mean, Utsunomiya Hoshino, who has been targeted by the witch since then, has liked many people, and has even used his feelings for many people to protect others?

No one has tried it yet?

Knowing this fact, Baosheng Mag couldn't help but feel affection growing within him.

In fact, she didn't care how unique this relationship was, because she knew perfectly well that he only liked her because he needed to like her.

I also know perfectly well that she is not the first.

As long as the confession is genuine, nothing else matters.

Even so, as a young girl, she would still want to achieve a more meaningful result in such a place.

However, she didn't cross the line today.

What did she do?

Well......

Give it a kiss, suck it, roll it up.

That special scent filled my nostrils, a slightly intoxicating aroma, and a feeling of excitement.

?

His taste.

Even after a sluggish start and a rest break, they still refused to stop, wanting more.

What else do you want to do?

Let him explore, let him discover, let him take.

The smooth calves moved upwards, and the hand movements were perfectly switched to pushing at the thighs. Large swathes of thighs both blocked the hand movements and conveyed that elastic feeling.

He wasn't lying about the touch.

He's quite skilled at it.

He didn't have the nervousness that a little boy who has never seen or touched a woman should have.

Baosheng Mag thought he would hesitate for a while.

But she quickly stopped worrying about it.

Following the waist upwards, simply and naturally, scoop it up with both hands.

Push them up slightly, one on the left and one on the right.

shake hands.

Micro-combination.

To gather together.

Then, with her permission, he opened his mouth.

Of course you have to open your mouth.

The large hands are nice, and the kneading feel is not bad either, but the heaviest in terms of sight and feel is...

As expected, it bit down slightly.

The feeling of being taken from, the feeling of being needed, and that...

It should be called maternal instinct.

Love comes along with it.

Hehehe?

It makes people want to wrap their arms around each other's necks even tighter and press down even harder.

Breathing out lightly, frequently, yet intermittently.

As expected, it still makes a sound.

It sounds beautiful, a very beautiful voice.

Baosheng Mag did it on purpose.

She might not necessarily reach the point where she feels compelled to make a sound; she's not that sensitive.

However, feedback is necessary.

I want to express my feelings and make him like me even more.

It requires a certain degree of exaggeration of one's feelings.

Say some outrageous, even licentious, things.

Unfortunately, Baosheng Mag still couldn't fully let loose.

She couldn't call him "Dad," nor could she make him call her "Mom," let alone use any more explicit or vulgar language.

I still haven't learned enough.

Although I've read many books and watched quite a few films, I think I'm one of the best when it comes to physiological knowledge.

But at the moment before she could say it, it got stuck in her throat, and she made other sweet sounds instead.

The part about being reserved.

Her pretty face was dripping with blood, and her body went limp.

"Hoshino, Hoshino, Hoshino..." she whispered his name.

Then she hugged his body.

Then he would lean close to her ear, hug her tightly, and say that.

"I'm here."

Logically speaking, if Hoshino wanted him to beg her to do it, Hosho Mag should have stopped.

Repeatedly and temptingly, he brought Utsunomiya Hoshino to the brink of despair.

Stop.

Let physiological signals exceed the threshold, make the brain tremble, urgent, thirsty, leaving only pleading thoughts in the mind.

Then she gently leaned close to his ear and blew a breath of warm air into it.

Say.

"Sure?"

Love will then naturally emerge, won't it?

But Baosheng Mag did not do that directly.

Because she was a virgin.