There are many erogenous zones in a woman's body.
This is not just a story limited to won. There are many erogenous zones in a man's body, and depending on individual differences, so won may be more insensitive than n.
Conversely, there may be so n who are more sensitive than won, but it's not sothing we really want to imagine, so let's move on.
There is no need to ntion the genitals. Ears, armpits, thighs, toes... Erogenous zones are distributed throughout the body.
However, most of them cannot be awakened as erogenous zones and disappear.
Just as unused muscles shrink, sensitive nerves cannot be maintained by accidentally touching them during daily life.
Unless you et a pervert partner, there are only a few erogenous zones that an ordinary person develops in their life.
Even that is mostly concentrated on the genitals.
From Bisil's understanding, Soira's condition was that of an ordinary person.
The only developed erogenous zones are on the genitals. She was an ordinary woman who had never been particularly developed and was only trained through actual combat.
If you had to ask, is there a slight trace left on your chest? Even that was as if it didn't exist in his eyes.
Although he seed to have a bit of experience, it could be said to be rather limited considering that he was originally a slave.
In fact, Soira had never been a slave, and the whole experience was half-rape and half-hwagan.
He looks outstanding, has great skills, and has good sensitivity.
It was such an excellent original that I wanted to spend several months teaching it.
However, instead of having enough ti, it was not enough, so Bisil held back tears and changed direction to the teaching assistant.
Leave everything else alone and focus on developnt.
Didn't we already decide to use the concept of 'friendly in everyday life, but respectful during sex'?
I didn't think it would be a bad idea to be calm no matter where I touched and then collapse as soon as I touched my pussy.
A special dildo made with that in mind.
The dildo was vibrating wildly inside Soira, designed to focus on tornting weak points and developing weaknesses that had not yet been developed.
It vibrated, trembled, spun around, and was sucked in.
"Ugh! ... Sigh! Yeah... Sigh!"
Soira's waist, bent like a bow, trembled violently.
It also appeared that she was twisting her body because she couldn't bear the tickling.
Tickling and sexual sensations were similar in so sense.
"Oops. Was it too strong?"
Buzz... Hum... Yes... Ugh...
After seeing Soira's reaction, Bisil felt that her vibration was too much and quickly lowered her vibration.
The loud ringing sound subsided, and Soira's reactions gradually beca quieter.
Bisil wiped away the cold sweat she had shed as she saw Soira breathing softly and softly.
If she had been wrong, she might have woken up right away.
Even if she wakes up, she's not really in danger or criticized, but she's a teaching assistant for a living.
If the building staff, who were still watching through a magic tool for surveillance, said, 'That guy can't even teach sleep properly?', He could have lost his job.
To prevent that from happening, we carefully adjusted the vibration this ti.
"Hmm... Umm..., Tsk... Hmm... "
From a comfortable breathing sound deep in sleep, to a sound of discomfort, to a sound mixed with a bit of excitent.
It was carefully adjusted to a level between discomfort and excitent.
Being uncomfortable ans it's still awkward, and being excited ans feeling pleasure as your sexual feelings bloom.
The plan was to bloom the areas that had not yet been recognized as weaknesses and turn them into a shabby vagina full of weaknesses.
Ugh... Yes...
The vibration sound of the dildo, which disappeared into Soira's stomach, leaving only the handle behind, began to change little by little.
The sound beca softer along with the sound of slushy water.
It ant that the vagina, which had been hardened by the sudden invasion, began to loosen as she felt pleasure.
As the tense vagina relaxes, it wraps around the dildo stickily and wraps around to squeeze out the sen.
However, no matter how much I stimulated the dildo rather than the cock, there was no way sen would co out. Rather, only the area touched by the dildo increased.
It's natural that the more parts you touch, the more pleasure you feel.
As my body began to feel pleasure, the secreted love juice began to flow out from the gap between my vagina and the dildo and wet the bedsheets.
When I first inserted the dildo, a sweet scent ca out mixed with the dicine I had squeezed in.
Even if you collect these natural love gels and sell them with just Soira's face on them, they will sell like hot cakes.
There are so many perverts in the world.
Bisil had no intention of denying that she was one of them.
Because I like developing.
I beca a teaching assistant because I liked seeing won's bodies gradually develop and their eyes open to pleasure.
"Ha... Ah... Hmm... "
Slender fingers grasp the bedsheets.
An instinctive movent to withhold pleasure.
However, it was not a pleasure I could endure to the extent of grabbing it in my sleep.
After confirming that the dildo would not fall out even when Soira twisted her body, Bisil took out an object that looked like a small balloon.
It was an item called an onahole for the clitoris.
It was small enough to be about half the size of an egg, but inside it was so crowded with protrusions and wrinkles that it would be difficult to describe it as dense.
An obscene form that seems to be a collection of extracts from ordinary n's Onahole.
Bisil scooped up the love juice flowing from her pussy and poured it into the onahole.
A natural love gel with a smooth yet sticky feel.
The sweet scent of the aphrodisiac was washed away by the love juice that flowed down first, so almost nothing remained, but it felt like it would be sweet sohow.
Tsububub, tskubub.
After pouring out enough love juice, she massaged the ona hole from the outside a few tis.
The sound of air escaping as the liquid inside was pushed out was particularly obscene.
It sounds like you are caressing your pussy with your fingers.
In the first place, Onahole itself was modeled after the vagina, so it might have been natural in so ways.
Tsk up, tsk tsk, tsk.
After kneading a few more tis and almost no air coming out, Bisil placed the Onahole on Soira's groin.
"Huh... Hmm... Yes... "
Tossing and turning.
Soira turned over in her sleep.
Even now, I have tossed and turned several tis. While I was sleeping, there was sothing thick and lumpy stuck in my vagina, and it was constantly vibrating, so there was no way I could sleep comfortably.
However, because the timing was timing, Bisil sohow felt like Soira was trying to avoid the clitoral onahole.
"It's cute. "I wish I was always this cute."
I thought Bisil's concept of an easy-going, friendly character wasn't a bad idea.
But it's just that she wasn't bad, she was far from Bisil's taste.
Bisil's tastes were a little more modest, and she was a quiet, cute, and yet rewarding woman.
I'm not sure if there's anyone who fits that kind of taste, but if I had to give an example...
"If Justitia had been a little smaller she would have been perfect."
Shorter than Justitia.
My chest is also small.
Her face is cute too.
It's an atmosphere that I want to protect overall.
If there was a woman like that, she would really be my taste. It was a sha.
Bisil shook off the random thoughts that suddenly ca to her mind and grabbed Soira's hips.
She held her hips tightly with one arm and placed it on her ona hole.
It seed like she was afraid of her onahole as it trembled with the vibrations of her dildo.
The futile resistance collapsed, and the clitoris finally touched the onahole.
Her clitoris, which was already erect, was forcibly removed by her foreskin and swallowed into the hole.
By now, she must have been feeling trendous stimulation as she was being rubbed against the nurous bumps and wrinkles created inside her ona hole.
Every ti I went deeper into the clitoris, little by little, I could feel her hips shaking as she held it.
The amount of love juice flowing from the female hole gradually increased.
It was only natural that the weakness of the vagina was being exploited at the sa ti, and the most fatal weakness that every woman possessed was being abused.
However, the true value of this Onahole has not yet been revealed.
When she felt that she had sufficiently swallowed her clitoris, Bisil relaxed her grip on her ona hole.
Joop.
The compressed ona hole was restored to its original state, and the vacuum space ford as the space inside expanded, sucked in the only exit, and the clitoris that had been occupying there...
"――Huh?!"
Soira's back arched significantly again.
It was like seeing her again as she was when she first vibrated the dildo.
However, there is a difference.
"Ah. "Oh my."
Due to her unexpected and violent movent, the Ona scepter slipped out of Bisil's loosely held hand.
The onahole attached to the clitoris with a vacuum bounced into the air as Soira's waist bounced.
Due to the weight, it swayed back and forth in the air.
"Huh... ! Ah, hmm... !!"
The clitoris deeply held in the onahole continued to shake following the movent of the onahole.
Besides, it wasn't completely attached. The onahole, which had beco slightly slippery due to love juice, was not fixed and moved slightly every ti it was shaken.
When it moves, the inner protrusion stimulates the clitoris, providing a unique stimulation.
– Few shoots! Pew!
In just a few seconds, love juice spurted out from Soira's pussy.
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