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STUDYING HARD — mature

chapter twenty-eight

chapter twenty-eight

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"Korei...you can't keep torturing me like this," Shinsou grumbled, his cheeks flushed and his pants tight. The green-haired girl only apologized seductively, unaware that she made it worse by doing that. "It's not fair."

"But it is fair, Toshi-kun," she cooed, placing her hand on his growing bulge. She leaned in to kiss his jaw, nipping and licking occasionally as she gently massaged him through the restricting fabric. Shinsou was going to remove her hand, but he didn't want to. "You can touch my chest again if you want." The purple-haired male jumped at the chance, grasping at her squishy boob, squeezing and massaging it as she caressed him.

"K-korei~" his voice was low and it sent shivers down her spine. She put slightly more pressure, bringing her kisses down to his neck and then back up. She continued to palm him, dragging her tongue over his neck before pulling away. "Wh-wha-?" She cut him off by sitting in his lap and attaching her lips to his. He groaned, his head tilted back and resting against his bed as she rolled her hips over his.

Hands groped her large chest, their tongues lapping wildly at each other. Korei moaned into his mouth, her boyfriend's bulge putting pressure on something between her legs that made her feel lightheaded. Her head was pounding, heart pumping blood harshly through her veins. There was nothing she could do that would make her want to stop! Just the idea alone made her feel funny.

One of Shinsou's hands dropped from her boob, falling to her thick thigh before slipping underneath her skirt to grope at the fat on her butt. She kept rolling her hips, listening to his unrestrainable moans and grunts. It was like something in her snapped. She wanted to hear more of his noises. Her only thought was to put more pressure on him, so she did.

"A-ah! Fuuck," Shinsou growled, digging his fingers into her supple skin. Their kiss broke and Shinsou let out a few whimpers. "K-korei, baby...kitten. Y-yes!" His head was thrown back as he put forth more of an effort, rolling his hips in rhythm with hers. Korei placed her hand on his throat, similar to how he had done it to her. She squeezed gently, trying her best not to hurt him. Suddenly, Shinsou yelped out her name, his body practically going limp.

Confused, Korei felt the warm wetness pressing into the skin on her thighs. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she thought she had peed on her boyfriend. That was not the case! Her handsome boyfriend just really enjoyed their time together.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Shinsou repeated, eyes shut as he reveled in the pleasure. In a few seconds, he was certain that he'd be swallowed up in shame, knowing that it always happened after he came. He could tell that Korei didn't fully understand what was happening but he couldn't think about anything other than his climax. "Fuck."

Korei couldn't help but giggle at the repetition of that curse word. Her hands slid down to his chest, a gentle kiss pressed to his parted lips. Shinsou groaned and pulled her in for a better kiss, the sloppiness so uncharacteristic and loveable. Korei felt her hips roll again, unable to control herself. She just wanted to make him feel good again!

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