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The sumr is very hot... should they accept their uncle’s invitation and go spend a mini vacation there?
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The beggar made a strange face, half frightened, half anxious. He defensively hugged Tomy-chan’s body... it seed like he was being denied a toy, his favorite plaything...
My dear childhood friend kept her eyes on while breathing anxiously. She questioned with her eyes: ’Are we really going to do this?’ Seeing the acceptance in her eyes... I felt my small, painful bulge pulse between my legs.
"Oh, that massage... it was a bit..." His tone was shaky and apologetic; his posture scread, ’I’M SORRY!’. He seed to misunderstand.
"Well, we thought it was reasonable." I interrupted him so he wouldn’t make the wrong choice, before he ruined the things I told Tomy-chan earlier.
He widened his eyes so much it looked ridiculous; his face regained its sun-darkened tone, and then...
"Hahahahaha. Of course, that’s good! Perfect! I wanted this so badly..." He coughed; drool ran down his mouth. "But not even in my dreams..." he murmured softly.
Tomy-chan flinched more from the intense hug he gave her, but felt uncomfortable because of his mber and tried to adjust herself sideways. The slight sway of her hips over him... seed like a bad idea to .
The beggar was silently surprised, drooling as he felt her movent. The slight wiggle of her butt in the naive attempt to rely adjust her posture... ended up being a ’massage’ for his extra-large mber.
She looked at with an anguished expression.
And she stopped moving her hips, probably giving up, as she realized that trying to adjust would only lead to more contact... every movent she made caused his cock to follow with pulsating delight against the softness of her large butt.
"Adjust if you want to, I’ll wait..." the beggar said while drooling, it seed pleasant... Tomy-chan looked at for support. I smiled at her. My childhood friend slowly shook her head in denial. She didn’t intend to move anymore.
"So, let’s go!!!" "Iiiiiih!" Tomy-chan’s squeal.
Without wasting ti, the beggar hugged her and pulled her up, to adjust his height over her, so his hands could reach their goal. And then he took one of his hands off her breasts and moved it down to her thigh, squeezing and pressing. He was making the most of his opportunity.
"Aah!" Tomy-chan let out a slight moan and covered her mouth.
"I’m going to do the massage, I’m going to put my hand inside your pants, so... Don’t run, sweetie..." the old man warned her, just as I had instructed him last ti.
While he waited for Tomy’s response, his hands caressed and squeezed her thighs over the fabric of her pants; my childhood friend’s well-toned legs seed pleasant to fondle, because even with the strange fabric, the old man seed to savor it, slowly running his hand from her thigh to her hip while squeezing and feeling.
My dear childhood friend looked at with the question in her eyes: ’Do we continue?’... I took a deep breath, morized the whole scene in my mind, and then gave her a slight nod which she repeated to inform the beggar... it was going to be now... it would be at this mont... The old man let a string of saliva run down his mouth, unable to stop drooling.
Slowly, he slid his hand inside her pants. Tomy-chan looked at intensely; her face was red.
"You shouldn’t touch there... the rough hand is touching my panties... inside my panties... it’s sliding... it’s touching my... my pussy," Tomy-chan whispered, narrating in a sound closer to an involuntary moan, while her body shivered intensely.
"Hohoh, so wet! Ready for the massage! Doesn’t even need lube..." I swallowed hard. Tomy-chan shivered with a red face and unfocused eyes; she was breathing heavily. The old man kept one hand on her large breast and the other... was massaging... her pussy.
"Ahnn... he squeezes my breasts... so rude... rough..." Tomy-chan moaned in an almost inaudible whisper, but her nipples, visible through the thin fabric, seed to cry out for the pressure.
"So sensitive... it’s strange..." Her hips moved involuntarily on his lap, seeming to seek the friction of the grotesque mber holding her. The beggar’s rough finger dug into her panties, and I could see the sudden change in the old man’s rhythm, who seed to have found the exact spot on her body.
"Ihhh... my pussy... my clitoris... he’s touching it!" Tomy-chan’s breath caught, turning into a wet wheeze. "Aaaah!" Tomy-chan moaned and covered her mouth, but then shivered and let out a moan again. Each touch on her clitoris made her wince, and by wincing, she ended up rubbing against his cock...
"Oh, your friend... she’s very..." The old man drooled and moved his hand frantically. A slight wet sound began to erge. "Shit..." I cursed softly, I forgot to choose better pants... I thought of a skirt, should I have chosen leggings...?
"C-childhood friend..." I slowly corrected his speech; she wasn’t just any friend. The old man gave a strange look.
"Ah yes... childhood friend... a sweet childhood friend..." the old man slled Tomy’s neck as he spoke to ; she seed to flinch from the sniffing... I noticed her skin was covered in goosebumps...
Tomy-chan was wearing slightly loose jeans, so I couldn’t see anything, only the bulk of the hand moving between her legs and the wet sound intensifying.
"IIIIIIIH!" A louder squeal.
Her squeal, loud and hoarse, cut through the air. Tomy-chan’s body vibrated intensely; her back slightly arched against the old man’s chest. Her breathing was broken, more of a wheeze than air. Her eyes were fixed on , wide and cloudy, as if she were trapped by an uncontrollable internal sensation.
I looked at the jeans in the intimate area: they were slightly darker, stained, and damp. He had managed to make her... Squirt...? I’ve never seen one personally... but that was... an orgasm...
The sll of sweat and the beggar’s dirt mixed with the sudden warmth emanating from her reached . I felt my heart race. That reaction was purely physical, undeniable. She seed in shock, confused by what her own body had just done.
She stared at with a shocked look and seed to ask ... ’What did I do...?’, ’What was that...?’. Iiiiih.
The old man began to lick Tomy-chan’s neck, behind her ear; his dark, strange tongue licked her sweaty skin with satisfaction, making her shiver even more.
She looked at seeking intervention... trying to find out if it was ti to stop. Her gaze seed to say ’it’s too much... it’s too much...’.
"Relax, dear... it’s just a massage... on the little pussy," the old beggar spoke in a hoarse voice, seeming like an uncontrolled beast; for the first ti, he seed to let a more promiscuous tone leak out. Until then, his speech always avoided talking about intimate parts or sensations.
I saw his lips move without releasing a word... "On the succulent and huge tit~ on the naughty erect nipple~ on the happy and hungry little pussy~" he murmured without sound and looked at with a satisfied expression, smiling and showing his toothless mouth.
I smiled and nodded... And then I gave her a "thumbs up," indicating that everything was fine... A pang of guilt hit hard... She trusted so much... And here I was, letting another man enjoy the warmth of her body...
But it was... exciting as hell... to see her tender and sweet, yet so immaculate body in a state of breathlessness, pressed against an old man, with sun-darkened skin, a grotesque appearance... it seed like a work of art depicting two colliding opposite worlds.
Well, I wasn’t lying that, for , it was "okay"—it wasn’t just okay, it was much better than that... but... was it right? I felt the hardness in my legs and held my breath.
Another ti... another ti I’ll think about whether it’s right or wrong... now...
My eyes glued to every expression of my childhood friend, every movent and shiver... every squeeze she received on her breasts, the other breast that was out of the bra and jumped happily... the circular movents inside the damp jeans... her red and breathless face... the filthy old man grabbing her... his hungry eyes and depraved appearance... the large bulge in his pants he pressed against her voluptuous butt... the sweet sweat being contaminated by the filth...
"Aaaaah" Tomy-chan moaned softly. She seems to like it... so it’s "ok"...
If she cried, if she really looked uncomfortable, I wouldn’t have the courage and would pull her out of this situation. I looked at her red face, at her eyes that held a strange light... at her irregular breathing... the shivers and moans... the extrely erect nipple over her blouse... Tomy-chan was enjoying it... no... Tomy-chan’s erotically sensitive body was enjoying it...
"Hohoh." The old man laughed and whispered sothing to her while massaging her breast and... accelerating the rhythm on her pussy, which until then was untouched... making her look at and smile in the best possible way between moans.
Her eyes seed to say... ’he’s teaching you...’, ’look closely....’. I suppose that’s what he told her... he tricked her with the idea of tutoring... smart. But I wouldn’t allow secrets.
"...I didn’t hear you..." I spoke lightly, causing the old man to look at in surprise and give the best apologetic look he could muster at that mont.
"Hohoh, I said I’m doing it... to teach you... so you can see clearly... and learn..." he seed anxious... he didn’t know if I would buy that line. Tomy-chan nodded slightly to confirm that’s what he said. So I trusted her, after all, she was incapable of lying to .
I smiled and nodded slightly at him; the old man looked at for a second before returning to touching Tomy with intensity.
I never touched there... I saw his hand rhythmically caressing Tomy-chan’s clitoris... I felt a twinge of discomfort with that thought. I wouldn’t be the first in sothing in her life... and that excited ... but it still wouldn’t make the first... but I can’t lie...
His hand squeezed and shivered her large breast. I saw her reddish and slightly swollen breast distorting; her nipples were erect in a new way, seeming to have extra moisture... the other breast that was out of the bra jumped and bounced, accompanying the tremors of her body, seeming to dance happily...
Tomy-chan moaned softly non-stop, even trying to avoid it, even covering it with one hand... This was also new. And then... the hand moving between her legs and the wet sound... seed to change movent: it was no longer a circular rhythm, but direct and penetrating touches.
Suddenly her body stiffened to an extre point, followed by a violent shudder; she seed to vibrate. Tomy-chan’s eyes widened, looking like they wanted to roll back.
"No... don’t put it inside..." "Aaaaaaaaah!" Followed by an ultra-loud and explosive moan... a wet sound. The fabric of her jeans beca darker in the intimate area. It was like... it was like the "squirt" scenes from the "hentai" I watched... absolutely intense and... I looked at her pants that seed soaked... very damp.
If that’s it, he made her have two "squirts" in a row... two intense orgasms... Tomy’s face was... sexy... almost an ahegao...
The old man stopped moving his hand and looked at her with an astonishingly hungry face. "Tight... barely the tip of one finger went in..." Then he looked at , with drool running down his mouth.
"The massage is a success!" Of course it was... two orgasms... and Tomy making such a face... it was the most depraved expression I had ever seen on her.
I looked at Tomy-chan, who, even saying "no" to the finger inserted in her pussy, didn’t run away; she just gasped and looked at ... This too was a first for her that was stolen from ... Another man knows what it’s like to be inside her before ... The first to penetrate, even if just one finger, even if just the tip... it wasn’t .
I clenched my hand, feeling my fingers... My fingers never went inside her... not there... I felt my extre erection... but it would...
It seed like I had just unlocked a new phase... a new way to play a ga... it wasn’t stolen... he taught sothing... helped want to do sothing... My obsession with Rey-chan took a step back.
The old man took his hands off her body, brought the hand that was on her pussy to his mouth and licked his fingers with a... infernally perverted face.
"Delicious little pussy..." I read his lips forming silent words... "I want to fuck..." When I read those words on his mute lips, I beca agitated.
And then, when Tomy-chan’s fluid that was there dried, he started ssing with his pants... his own pants.
What is he doing? He wouldn’t dare... he wouldn’t try? He wouldn’t dare try to put sothing other than his finger inside her... he wouldn’t be that bold... I stood still, watching the old man lower his pants.
A sll a thousand tis worse than his body erged.
His imnse and grotesque cock was exposed. It was a grayish-reddish color, thick and with protruding veins that seed to pulsate at the tip; precum was intensely drooling. Tomy-chan, who was weak beside , looked horrified, not understanding why he had exposed himself now.
I tried to move, but my body was frozen in surprise.
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