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"Haah, haah, haah... Good work, Masha."
Taking over Alya's body, Hirano stroked Masha's cheek, prompting a weak, happy smile from the latter. Having just climaxed, Masha was still in the afterglow and was too weak to hold Alya. Although Hirano was also out of breath, he took over, holding Alya as he sat in the chair.
Just that much made him gasp for air. Truly, he was just an average fat guy with mediocre physical stamina. Asking him to carry a girl around like an AV actor was asking too much. Those few movements had exhausted him.
When he caught his breath, a sudden discovery made him grin lewdly.
"Oh my? It seems student Alya has learned quite a bit and can't wait."
He spoke in a mock-teacher tone, supporting Alya's buttocks. At this moment, Alya was motionless, her head buried in his chest as if she wanted to drown herself. Her delicate hands, locked in handcuffs, gripped Hirano's shoulders tightly. Her long, white-stockinged legs—stained with dust but still looking elegant—clamped firmly around his waist, hanging off him.
"So, having seen the scene of your sister and me doing it, is there anything you'd like to share, Alya?"
Hirano removed Alya's gag, causing her to cough repeatedly. Having finally regained the ability to speak, the silver-haired girl said nothing and didn't move. She didn't curse or beg; her initial spirit was entirely gone.
"......"
"Alya?"
"...Wh... me."
"Louder, I can't hear you."
"I said," Alya's voice trembled as she slowly lifted her head. In the night, the restrained and blindfolded dreamlike silver princess finally showed a submissive posture, stuttering out her shameful desire. "Why... why won't you fuck me?"
"Oh, so student Alya wants to be fucked."
Hirano acted as if a great realization had dawned on him, squeezing Alya's plump buttocks.
"Then, I wonder how much you remember? In that 'sex education class' back then, how did I teach you?"
"Sex... education?"
"That's right. You wouldn't have forgotten, would you? Then let's review, my good daughter. If you want to beg for pleasure, what are you supposed to say?"
"I should... I should..." Alya, now completely broken, desperately tried to recall the memories of that nightmarish night—memories she had sworn never to speak of again. "I should say..."
"Please, Papa... thrust into Aly's lewd, pathetic, 'small fry' pussy."
Years ago, in their secret base, little Alya had arched her small buttocks, displaying her incredibly wet and tender young pussy. Using stiff Japanese, she had stammered awkwardly to a wide-eyed young Hirano.
"Masha, is... is this enough? (Russian)"
"Not yet. Aly, you have to be more skilled, a bit more erotic. (Russian)" Beside them, little Masha—her face pale and her own pussy red and swollen—was grinning, watching her sister offer herself to another man while fanning the flames. "If you stay like that, Hirano-kun won't even get hard, and he won't fuck you. (Russian)"
"What counts as... erotic? (Russian)"
Little Alya shifted her buttocks uneasily, her silver hair swaying. The sight made young Hirano swallow hard. That raw, effortful display held a charm far beyond that of an adult woman to a young boy who had just tasted "flesh" for the first time.
"Erotic... that's a word I only just learned, too... then, I guess I should lift it higher? Ugh... (Russian)" Little Alya raised herself another inch, her pudgy legs splayed in an 'A' shape as she pouted her lower body, presenting it to the young Hirano behind her. Her exquisite, cute little face was filled with extreme shame. "Is this right? Masha-姐姐... Mama? (Russian)"
"Yes, just like that, good baby. That's how you make Papa get hard for you. Hirano-husband and I just showed you once, and now we're very tired. If you want Papa's personal sex guidance, you have to work harder and be more lewd. (Russian)"
"...Masha, what are you and Alya whispering about?" Young Hirano's gaze was glued to the pussy in front of him; he couldn't look away. Little Alya's tender pussy was pink and moist, her undeveloped vaginal canal narrow and winding. The silver-haired young girl, face flushed, turned her back to him and pried open her pink "mussel" to show him. Her hairless "white tiger" vulva bloomed like a flower, dripping with clear dew.
"I—I feel like this isn't right, maybe we should..."
"Oh, please. You've already licked Aly until she went over the edge once; why are you hesitating now?" Little Masha coaxed him in Japanese, her face scrunching up occasionally as the movement tugged at her own sore lower body. "It's already been done. Besides, Aly is my sister—she won't blame you."
"But, but..."
"No 'buts'! Just do it!"
Little Masha grew impatient. Enduring the pain between her legs, she leaned close to young Hirano's ear. Her blonde hair and breath tickled him. Looking at Masha's pale face, he didn't dare resist, allowing her small nipple-tips to press against him. Having accidentally hurt her so much during their first time, young Hirano now treated Masha like glass and didn't dare disobey her.
But Masha was determined to bind Hirano to her, to make him unable to forget her so he would return in the future. Seeing that he seemed set on cutting ties and wouldn't even leave a way to contact him, she decided that—just as she had done with the little girl from the Suou family—she would let him have Aly too. That way, surely he'd be willing to come back to see them.