Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

The folding wooden strings are no longer installed.

He sat up straight and relaxed.

He leaned forward slightly and looked at the person who seemed particularly humiliated at the moment, but his eyes were full of excitement, and he even twisted his waist occasionally, as if there was something that needed this small movement to resolve.

He lifted the woman's chin, which was silky and delicate, and looked into her eyes.

"Sister Kikyo likes this?"

The feeling was even stronger when Kikyo Rimi looked at him with a cold, not amusement, gaze.

Especially when the other person looked at me as if I were an object, I couldn't stop.

That’s right, at this moment she didn’t need to be treated gently, delicately and affectionately by this young man; this was what she needed.

To become a plaything in his eyes...

she said softly.

"Isn't this a good opportunity for you to conquer me?"

Oreki Gen looked into her eyes with a cold face, and then, as if unconsciously, he gently slid his thumb.

At the corner of her mouth, then across her soft lips.

The touch was very good, and of course one could see the increasing obsession in this woman's eyes.

On this bleak winter night, it seems like it's time for some warmth.

He loosened his hands, and in the other person's eyes that were as gentle as rippling water, he put his hands slightly behind his back, then looked at the other person, looking at her with a very cold, even somewhat indifferent look.

No words were spoken.

Because he parted his legs slightly.

In Kikyo Rimi's eyes, this scene was already an extraordinary one.

Only now did she realize what she was truly obsessed with.

A certain hidden attribute of mine has reached a point where it is beyond redemption.

That's right...that's it.

The beautiful and handsome boy turned cold, just like a biting cold wind.

But it is precisely this that makes Kikyo Rimi feel a certain way.

It seems that the two people's identities are completely different.

The inferior self needs an indescribable stimulation, and constantly suppresses abstinence to the extreme.

I hope to be treated roughly by such a strong person.

Show your humility and get a little bit of appreciation under his cold face...what is that feeling like?

He seemed to be the king of the world at this moment.

And I am just a poor woman...

So, with a rippling mood, she moved her steps... no, it should be her knees, closer to the boy's legs.

Oreki Gen saw the wall opposite him, and began to only see the top of the other person's head.

Is this correct?

The belt left his body.

Oreki Gen did not try to stop her.

But start thinking.

But Oreki Xian soon realized that he should never bring any unnecessary sympathy into such an atmosphere.

Because it's simple, now, at this moment, this is their own world.

In this world, there is no need to obey any laws, morals, or even ethical principles.

All you need to do is play your role well and devote yourself to it.

This will get both parties what they need.

The patter--

The patter--

Drops of rain hit the window.

Oreki Gen raised his head and placed his hand on the black hair.

Not stroking, but pressing.

"It's raining."

His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was enduring something, but also seemed to be enjoying something.

At this time, Kikyo Rimi was a woman who was not good at speaking.

She hesitated over her words.

"...Yeah...Uh."

Not only did Kikyo Rimi get what she wanted, but Oreki Gen also gained new feelings through this experience.

This seems to be the result of conquest and domination.

Even if this may just be a small game, when I return to reality, I may still be a high school student enjoying my youth.

But that's okay...

Some things change unconsciously.

What does Kikyo Satomi need?

It was this young man who fully displayed in front of him his dominance, restraint and hidden strength that he was usually unwilling to release.

And...his grunt.

The game was not yet ready to be cleaned up, and Oreki Gen was waiting for the CD.

He just lowered his head and saw Kikyo Rimi looking up at him, opening her red lips to him, showing her harvest.

Big business.

A big business worth hundreds of millions.

Of course, for myself, the number may be far more than this.

Oreki Gen nodded with satisfaction.

"Clean it up and I'll give you a reward."

"Gurgle...Okay~"

At this moment, Kikyo Rimi is too well-behaved.

I have completely integrated into this role, forgetting the difference in my real identity and the age gap.

She only knew what she should do, and knew that she needed to keep doing it in order to gain feelings she had never had before, and to sink deeper and deeper into this path.

What is there to be afraid of?

If life is not about having fun and constant exploration, excitement and novelty, then it would be too boring, wouldn’t it?

The clean up was done very well.

Oreki Gen also fulfilled his promise and gave the other party the reward he deserved.

He asked her to lie on his legs, bend down, and stick out her proud hips, but he didn't ask her to take off her sweater.

That would be boring.

Does anyone really like to watch the clothes being taken off completely at the end?

Oreki Gen doesn't like it.

He likes a sentence: A beautiful woman is standing in front of you naked, how do you make her more attractive.

Simple, just get her to put on some clothes.

That's how people are.

So does he.

So look at her smooth back and her plump buttocks wrapped in black stockings.

The feeling became even stronger.

"Ready?"

The boy asked coldly.

It’s this voice! It’s this cold voice!! I love it so much...!

Kikyo Rimi's eyes were about to melt into mist.

"Well...it hurts!"

"Just bear with the pain and don't scream."

“I… ahh!!”

She did not scream, she was patient and restrained, but the result was that her eyes were blurry and tears even seeped out of the corners of her eyes.

The corners of her mouth seemed to be out of control. The woman, covering her lips, enjoyed another kind of restrained stimulation while enduring it.

Oreki Gen didn't expect this.

Jane, are you serious?

She's not acting, she really likes it, and she likes it very much.

Of course, Oreki Gen is not much better. Playing such a role, the result is nothing more than making his CD turn around quickly.

He is a gifted young man and is better than ordinary people in some things.

He never has a moment of weakness.

Of course, this scene needs to reach its climax, the last moment, when he pushes the other person away and hints at something.

Just when Kikyo Rimi held the plastic bag packaging in her mouth.

Then kneel down in front of him again.

He even raised his hands slightly, then let them drop at the wrists, making the classic moves that can only be seen in comics and movies.

Oreki Xian felt that he was indeed a little angry.

Um...

"Tear--"

"What's wrong..."

"A little small."

"It doesn't matter if there is no such thing..."

Can't stand it at all!!

It turns out that Oreki Genji really didn't need to take off that attractive sweater.

I just suggest that next time you don’t buy tights of such good quality. Even if you have such attribute values, it took a little effort for you to buy them.

Moreover, the skills were a bit rusty and the tearing was not done in the most perfect shape.

Ugh.

You still need to practice.

Practice more cooking.

Oreki Gen thought so.

But soon, it was immersed in another ocean.

The rain will drip all over the window.

Kikyo Rimi's voice, which she had tried to control very well, finally became difficult to control.