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"You two..."
Alya gritted her teeth, looking at the pair of flirtatious adulterers in front of her, almost unable to breathe. Her towering, snow-white breasts trembled a few times, but then fell back limply.
Her delicate shoulders, the cold tabletop, disheveled clothes, and in front of her, large patches of fair skin stained pink, and the ice queen's panting, incomparably seductive charm, all betrayed her true feelings. Hirano only felt the dick lodged in her pussy, as if it had plunged into a flesh cave overflowing with spring tides, squeezing his dick with an alternating tightness and looseness, lustful fluid gushing out as if melting, betraying Alya's will, fawningly serving the dick's owner.
"Stop it, quickly..." she pleaded unwillingly and weakly, pressing her lips together to suppress her moans and seductive glances, not wanting to admit defeat to these two. "You, just do it yourselves... why do you need me... ah~"
"Alya, don't you want to stay with big sister forever?"
Masha twisted Alya's face to look directly at her. Looking at those brown eyes up close, Alya momentarily stopped breathing, for her sister's unprecedented, infatuated and lewd appearance. Even though she had seen her grow up, Alya had never seen her sister, who was too precocious in both body and personality, reveal such a charming and seductive beauty.
"Hirano-kun, he's too energetic, big sister alone can't handle it." Alya watched Masha lean close to her ear, as if whispering between sisters, boasting with a smile. "You smell it, right? That strong scent, even though I changed my underwear and stockings, it still clings to me and won't go away..."
As she spoke, her slender, jade-like fingers were not idle, sliding along Alya's neck, down into her deep cleavage, as if scratching Alya's heart, making her uncontrollably itchy.
"Right here, on this very table, he tormented me so much, I almost went weak in the knees and couldn't get up, I almost had to take a day off..."
Her voice was sweet, as if she was acting spoiled towards her sister, asking for a little pocket money, or secretly doing something bad that teachers and parents shouldn't know about, needing her help to cover it up; rather than sending her sister under another man's crotch, begging her to become as depraved and slutty as herself.
"Alya, help big sister, don't you feel good yourself?" Masha caressed her sister's snow-white, smooth skin, playing with her erect nipples and lust, then slowly moved away, taking her hand, fingers intertwined. "Help big sister... use your womb, to share some of Hirano-kun's semen~"
How could she possibly agree... such an absurd thing...
As soon as this thought appeared in her mind, Alya's blue pupils suddenly constricted, and she let out a low moan.
"Mm!"
The penis, which had been lodged in her pussy, began to thrust, smoothing out the folds of her vaginal flesh little by little. Compared to the previous ravenous, wolfish devouring, this slow and deliberate penetration, like chewing slowly, brought a gentle and sweet pleasure.
However, it was precisely this pleasure that became the final straw to break Alya.
"You, quickly, pull it out..."
Alya covered her eyes with one arm, moaning through gritted silver teeth.
"Please, let me go... ah~ no, don't torment me like this anymore... huff, huff, I can't take it anymore... please, let me go..."
"Torment?" Hirano Satoshi gave a strange laugh, fondling Alya's right breast. The interrupted fucking continued, but instead of the previous intensity, it became gentle and slow. "But Alya's pussy says otherwise, doesn't it? It seems even tighter than before? As expected of a sensitive body, just a little movement and the water keeps flowing."
Alya only let out one or two involuntary gasps, but said nothing more. Masha, standing by, watched with a smile and added a jab. "I told you, Hirano-kun, to be gentle with Alya. Being treated like a princess is every girl's dream, you know."
With her most private secret exposed and ridiculed by her sister, Alya felt an immense shame. This, combined with the almost maddening pleasure that surged through her, became a cocktail that clouded her mind, intoxicating the cold and dignified princess.
Indeed, it was true. Besides Masha, who was in a lesbian relationship with her sister, and Hirano Satoshi, who was currently defiling her, no one knew that the aloof ice beauty, the untouchable high-mountain flower, unexpectedly possessed a voluptuous, sensitive, and lewd body. All it took was suppressing her resistance, prying open that pristine, smooth white tiger pussy, and gently thrusting in with a dick. Her superficial dignity would then collapse with a crash, shattering along with the surging lewd fluid from her core.
She bit her teeth hard, but her body, already awakened by the climax, betrayed her will and went into heat on its own. Countless times in her dreams, she had fantasized about being kissed passionately by a prince, sweetly entangled, gently united, and finally shedding tears of happiness in the coming joy, joyfully accepting her lover's seed, and bearing their child for him...
Waking up from these dreams countless times, Alya would reveal a maidenly shyness known to no one but her sister. Even though she had already learned of the pleasure of being female, adding a touch of eroticism to her innocent dreams, it still failed to cure her incurable princess syndrome.
Especially when the prince in her recent dreams, his face, increasingly resembled that lazy but handsome boy in the seat next to her...
But now, the one entangled with her, enjoying her maidenly lewd hole, was not the prince she fantasized about, the omnipotent Masachika Kuse, but rather that ugly fat man who had shamelessly deceived her sister in childhood and conspired to rape her. The stark contrast made Alya feel extreme humiliation.
The gentler he was, the more distressed Alya became. She would rather he had raped her brutally, as he did just now, bringing a storm-like, intense climax that would make her pass out. That way, Alya could convince herself that this shameful sex was a transaction, a torment, and continue to harbor anger towards him.