Bishoujo wo Jouzu ni Nikubenki ni Suru Houhou

He held the true harp wrapped in a bath towel, and I was worried about it standing still.

I wasn't supposed to notice. Even if I noticed, it was supposed to be bare. But the other side took extra action, so I said, "Look.”

Sitting girl on the floor, smelling my shirt, Shizuka Ogasawara.

You like my smell? But the shirt has been washed. I think it only smells like detergent when I smell it.

As a joke, could Shizuka Ogasawara have fallen in love with me?

Well, it's not unnatural for a boxed lady who's never been pissed off to like the first time she's pissed at me.

Besides, the situation was the same. He tried to kill me. Suspension bridge Effective psychological action may also be working.

But give me a break. I'm not interested in Tulpeta's kid bitch. Even in foster care, he is not a pet.

"Ah...... ah"

Shizuka Ogasawara clutching my shirt tightly, rattling and trembling.

Nothing. I'll give you whatever shirt you want. I just want to tell you to take it on your own, but that's not the problem.

After I left the bathroom, I wrapped a bath towel around the body of the true harp in the stripper, wrapped a towel around my hips as well, and ran out of the stripper holding the true harp to go to the toilet, but the minute I entered the room, I heard a small scream that seemed to disappear.

It was almost a conditional reflex. I turned my gaze to those who heard screams before I thought about it.

And a sight in sight.

Shizuka Ogasawara, who had my shirt on her left hand, was pushing the shirt against her face. And the right hand is in the skirt. Underwear brought down to her knees was telling the true story of what Shizuka Ogasawara was doing.

In short, he was admiring his cock as he smelled my shirt.

Was Shizuka Ogasawara excited to see her sister's dementia, who was indoors watching me and Makoto interact?

That's why Makoto and I went out of the house to take a bath, so we worked safely and masturbated. I guess I stepped on it when it took me and Makoto a lot of time to get out of the bath.

But when I suddenly broke in and held Shizuka Ogasawara's thoughts short, I guess that's the place.

Oh, my God, this just happened.

The opponent is a kid bitch with a full puberty. Besides, my mind has become unstable. If you think you've stabilized somewhat with a butt slap, this is it.

There's nothing wrong with being seen as a cocksucker. It's easy to say.

Shizuka Ogasawara wouldn't have noticed if she hadn't screamed. If I pretended to be good at sleeping, everything would be fine.

That's why I can't help what I've seen. You won't be able to pretend you didn't see it yet, taking a gut look at it so far. No, instead of being able to, what kind of action would Shizuka Ogasawara take if he did that?

Daimyo, "I'm going to die! I'll die and take responsibility! It comes to my attention to say," or something.

And the situation is too bad. If you had just witnessed the scene of masturbation, you would have done so to the extent that the air on the field would have been awkward.

But Shizuka Ogasawara worked masturbation without my shirt. They found that figure from me, the owner of the shirt.

You'll want to die even if it's not Shizuka Ogasawara who wants to die.

Shizuka Ogasawara is rattling and shivering while holding my shirt tight. Tears creep up in those big eyes that tend to catch eyes.

Uh, what do we do? What kind of words should I say? It's Shizuka Ogasawara if you care, you'll push yourself extra. If you don't respond, you will be crushed by the mistakes you have made, and if you do poorly, you will impulsively try to die.

Ha, what the hell? Hey, that's awesome.

It's hard on me, but I can't even leave my sister alone in front of me using her as a meat potty.

If anything happens to Shizuka Ogasawara, it will greatly affect the spirit of Shinji.

"Shh..."

Shizuka Ogasawara's shivering stopped perfectly and the color disappeared softly from her moist eyes.

Shit, shit, I knew it was what I expected...

"I will die. Dead and responsible."

Ah, Dijab.

Shizuka Ogasawara's words and behavior passed my expectations, and I felt a sense of ready-made vision.

Shizuka Ogasawara, who grinned with a dark eye, took the cutter out of the pocket of the uniform she was wearing. And stretches out a blade that glows dull in silver as it makes a sound with chickens.

Cutter again. How many bottles do you have? Damn, I should have checked my belongings and confiscated them.

No, if you want to die, you're gonna die with a pencil, because it's a triangle rule, and it's gonna die with a indexer. It doesn't make much sense to confiscate a cutter.

Shizuka Ogasawara was never going to die unless something happened in the first place.

I don't know what happened.

And now, as I put it aside...

"Wait, wait, wait, wait! Don't try to die about being seen masturbating! Whether you give up a hundred steps and die, listen to me and then die!

Shizuka Ogasawara, who is putting the blade of the cutter on his neck, tried to dissuade him in words.

Here we go, I can't move because I'm holding the true harp. Then let Jin-qin sleep on the floor - no, that's no good.

The worst situation on this scene right now is that Jinqin makes a mistake.

True harp was even jealous of hitting his ass. Let Makoto sleep on the floor here and suppose I stop Shizuka Ogasawara. So Makoto wakes up as if he predicted the timing, and he witnesses the sight of me and Shizuka Ogasawara rubbing together.

And a mistake occurs. Besides, I hope you're making a normal mistake, but it's about the true harp, so you should definitely push it diagonally up.

In that case, it will certainly develop into a very troublesome situation without having to think about it.

Let's be clear. As far as I'm concerned, I don't care what happens to the kid bitch. But it's hard for a kid bitch to influence his sister by causing problems.

That's it, you know, to make the best meat potty, because, you know, there's an obstacle.

I'm never worried about True Harp. Definitely not.

Therefore, he approached Shizuka Ogasawara, holding Shizuka in his arms.

"Shit, don't come near me. Come on! I'm dying! I mean it!

Shizuka Ogasawara, who threw out my shirt and held the cutter with both hands, began to move her legs back and cheat when she felt like a gym seat with that blade on her throat.

But because the floor is flooring, my socks slipped and I haven't been able to retract well. Plus, my underwear, which is down to my knees, gets in the way, and I can't seem to move my legs as much as I think.

The contents of the skirt were in full view because it was something that was in such a position but trying to force me to retreat.

The hills of shame, hairless as a kid bitch, were still perfectly closed, unlike erotic foster care. But the love liquid is glowing with terra terra.

Damn, you've been a good kid lately. You draped love liquid in one serving on Tulpeta's cunt.

Well, it's on schedule to give Shizuka Ogasawara masturbation. Because this type of hand has no place for stress, it turns negative emotions accumulated on it. Then you can create a place where you can exude stress.

So quick is masturbation. Where you can be alone, for example, if you have your own room, you can easily exude stress.

Shizuka Ogasawara's main purpose was to teach Shizuka Shizuka true harp by showing off her current sister and making her know that her previous sister was no longer around, and inducing her to masturbate as a by-product.

Finally, we're out of gas.

But apparently, the medicine has overworked. And I didn't expect you to masturbate in my room without my shirt.

You misread this a little.

"Shit, don't come! Don't come over here!

Shizuka Ogasawara retreats with a cheat as she sticks her cutter blade up her throat. Slowly pack the distance so that Shizuka Ogasawara doesn't chase you away like that.

"Hih!?

Tong, and Shizuka Ogasawara's back hit the wall, and a small scream went up. That's where I stop my legs too.

Shizuka Ogasawara, stranded by the wall and no longer on the run, shrinks as she stands on both knees, clattering and trembling with a blue face, sticking a blade of cutter in her throat.

The blade tip of that cutter was eating into the skin because of the trembling hands, slightly red liquid seeping through.

"I can see you."

"What!?

"In the skirt. I don't care if you show me the crack of such a poor minister's tulu, it's offensive. I'll wait for you. I'll put my underwear up. Hide it."

"... hi, poor minister"

Shizuka Ogasawara, who heard my words and looked down at Chirali, can't even be seen from Shizuka Ogasawara's point of view.

But Shizuka Ogasawara, who was openly dismayed and depressed, cried out as she leaked her cuddly whimper.

He was shocked to be told he was a poor minister.

Well, Shizuka Ogasawara is a pretty girl. I may have never had a derogatory experience, even if I could have been deceived.

"Wow, I'm not... interested?

Shizuka Ogasawara, leaking hiccups and whimpers, poured and tears from her large eyes that tended to catch eyes, inquired with a trembling or thin voice.

"There isn't. Where I corrupted a dying man like you, it's not funny or anything. Even if your heart is completely broken like your sister's, but you still crawl and you corrupt a woman trying to move on, it means my conditioning soul burns too."

When he heard my words, Shizuka Ogasawara blinked his eyes with a pussy.

"... Huh? Because you don't have breasts, don't you hate them because they're childish?

The shaking of the cutter's blade attached to the throat stopped and its force loosened. And Shizuka Ogasawara tilting her neck strangely.

Chest? Well, it's never been bigger, but it doesn't matter if it's nothing.

"I don't care what you look like. The problem is the contents. It's fun to be stomped or kicked, no matter how pitiful or miserable you want to die, but still thoroughly tutoring the woman who tries to move forward and sinks to the bottom of Naruto."

Yes, it looks good. I've never been over adorable, but to be polar, I just need a hole. The problem is the contents.

Shizuka Ogasawara is listening to my words in a flamboyant manner. You're all right now.

The point is that you want to die with your mouth, but you don't end up dying on your own. I was hyattled because I just don't know what I'm going to do impulsively, but you can see that I don't have to worry about dying anymore than I have the will to listen to me.

"Shizuka, you see your life too lightly. At the same time, it means you haven't found any value in yourself. If you get attacked from me here, you shouldn't feel so bitter. You would even give up resenting me for being you anyway. There's nothing fun or funny about teaching you that."

"... well, that's"

"You are a master of masochistic thoughts similar to your sister's. But the vector is decidedly different. You take your life lightly, and that thought is all about you. But how's my sister? Whipping yourself, but still wouldn't try to escape, would you? In short, you're weak, you are."

"... ugh"

Shizuka Ogasawara, who raised a weak groan, dropped his shoulder in dismay and dropped the item.

After being thrust through the pain, she couldn't even say back after being sent to engage her sister, which was a clear criterion of judgment, and she admitted to losing.

Well, it's a kid bitch. Besides, the mouthpiece that put my own thing on the shelf is what I do best. When thinking is more decent than true harp, Shizuka Ogasawara is the opponent, it is much easier to see. I'm bored for that.

Okay, if I drop it, I'll raise it, this is the basics. If you leave Shizuka Ogasawara like this, it's more obvious to go into a negative spiral than to see a fire.

"Uh, about that and masturbation,"

"Ugh."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who shook his body with Bikun, stuck a cutter's blade in his throat as he was sassy and in shape.

"Shit, I'm dying! Die and apologize!

"... that's enough"

"... so, right? I'm sorry."

Shitsuka Ogasawara is stunned and depressed by me with her eyes.

"If you're a kid bitch of your age, anyone will do as much as masturbate. Besides, you left my shirt behind, but the reason is this unusual situation. It's an illusion, you got me in a cage, and my sister exposed me to insanity in front of you. Such an unusual circumstance gave you the illusion. He said he had a crush on me. But there's nothing to worry about. It's just a mistake."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who turned bright red to her ears, is listening to me, her eyes swimming and trembling.

You don't have to listen. I'm sure it's in your head just to ask. It should work when you calm down.

"And look at me. You're a pervert because you see it in one towel, right? Besides, I've been using your sister in the bathroom to scatter all I want. I'm such a livestock, outrageous pervert. So don't be depressed as much as you saw masturbation from me like that. There's a top in the world. You don't have to worry about it."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who looked at me with her shoulders clasped while holding Shinqin in her arms, spurted out pussy as she turned the look that had been stunning until then.

You can't laugh when you look at me. I would have been sentenced to a thousand hits on the butt, but let's take a good look this time.

"Oh, follow me without masturbation, but if it's my room stuff, take it as you please. Don't worry, your sister is taking it home with her. One of these days, if you realize you're illusory, it'll be a useless long one, but then you can bake it, throw it away, whatever you want."

Shizuka Ogasawara nodded cocoonly, making her face bright red to boil to my words. And when I put away the blade of the cutter I had, it went into my uniform pocket.

"Well then... sweeten to your words"

Shizuka Ogasawara, who whispered so loudly, crawled out about time when she crawled on all fours. And when I picked up my shirt, which I was throwing out on the floor, I sat down a girl and hugged that shirt tight.

It's easy to get the wrong idea. Even though that's nervousness and fear when my chest hits, I get the illusion that it's romantic emotion.

If you calm down, you'll notice, so you can leave it now.

"Oh, um..."

Shizuka Ogasawara, holding my shirt with both hands, stared at me with her moist eyes as she raised her bright red face.

"To, meat potty... do you accept candidates?

And I've said that to my face.

"... bad but in time"

Especially because of your sister, the word came out to her throat, but she decided to keep it in her chest.

"Damn, you don't have to look so blatantly nasty! I'm still hot enough to be applied to socialize without a pull! Well, Mr. Aoi, if it's a level aesthetic, it would be a good idea..."

After he raised his voice, Shizuka Ogasawara, who was distracting himself, heard something important in me cut off.

A body that trembles with clarity. The unspeakable anger that comes in. desperately contain it.

"I'll just say one thing. There's a guy named Rikanaka. And your sister. They've never mentioned my appearance before. Not once. I hate butt-little women more than anything that gets caught in my looks. If you find out, don't ever mention my appearance again."

Shizuka Ogasawara blued her face as her eyes turned black and white, trembling at me, obviously changing the atmosphere.

Suddenly I got angry, but I guess I don't understand why I'm angry.

The other guy is an ignorant kid bitch. All I'm saying is kid bitch bullshit. Calm down. Sink your anger.

But at the time we met, Reinaka was younger than Shizuka Ogasawara is today. Besides, I don't think I mentioned this to my appearance, even if I was a young girl when I met True Harp.

At last, it's a difference in character and humanity.

Indeed, I have been admired for my beauty since I was very young. I have been told that it is a living copy by my mother, who is even adored by the incarnation of the Goddess of Beauty.

I didn't care so much at first, but when my surroundings looked at me, I began to realize that it wasn't seen as a man.

And I began to admire my brother, who had a reputation for being beautiful but masculine.

But there was an overwhelming wall there.

The women around me, looking at me, were putting their desire to dress me up and make me a keeper on that face. Meanwhile, the women who see their brothers turn to the eyes of a miserable maiden.

I want to be seen as a man. I changed my name from “I” to “I” from that thought. He also behaved like a wasp and a gutsy and tried to appeal to his manhood.

But the women who saw me stretching desperately stood up as cute.

I'm not. I can't help but be glad they said that. I'm a man. I wanted to be an intelligent but successful man like my brother.

And that day, the fall of the third grade I won't forget. He was abducted from several female students in the sixth grade who were upper classes on their way out of school and brought into a house they did not know about.

Both hands and legs were held down, clothes were stripped off, women's clothes were put on instead, and photographs were taken. Many, many.

I couldn't even speak much of my fear as I rattled and trembled, and that's when I almost gave up that I couldn't do it anymore, I got help from my brother who jumped into the room.

If my brother hadn't come then, I would have been fooled. Bug spit runs just remembering.

I'm not a doll. Whatever he looks like, he's a real man.

Since that day, my personality has become decidedly distorted and I hate women who are fished by my looks. And I became interested in women who weren't caught in my appearance.

Then it was inside that we met some time later. He didn't change one eye color when he looked at me. He remained a dark eye like a dead fish.

I'm a man. I don't care what anyone says. It's the man in the man. He's such a carnivore that he looks like a herbivore, such as a normal man. It's perverted enough to turn a woman into a meat potty and create a sexual stigma.

Yes, all men are perverts. That's why I'm a pervert. I'm the man in the man.

Imagine the true harp dementia in the bathroom and concentrate your consciousness on the lower body. That made one of my things that was shriveling start to swell mucky.

"Look! I'm getting an erection right now! Even though you're watching! All men are perverts, but I'm a pervert out of the group! I mean, he's the man in the man!

"Heh!? Oh, hey, hey."

"If you figure it out, don't mention it on my face again! Follow me! I'm gonna let you know how sick I am!

"Heh!? Oh, yes!

Shizuka Ogasawara, who tried to stand up conditionally reflexively to my words, fell forward, forgetting that he was taking his underwear down to his knees.

Shizuka Ogasawara, looking in a hurry, gets up when she hurries to put her underwear back on.

"Oh, uh, about the meat potty candidate thing!?

Sassa and Shizuka Ogasawara lined up beside me looked up at me with an anxious look on her face and raised her voice.

"Shut up, you little bitch! Kids like you are masturbating enough. Yikes! Don't want to be a meat potty until you've got the hair down there! Look at your sister's dementia. Be excited at best and masturbate like a monkey. But stay, you idiot!

"Ha, ha! It's an abandoned play hey!? I know!

"Ahhh!? Don't play on your own. Hey! Just shut up and follow me! Pull your ass next time you want to!

"Dude, go ahead!

Shizuka Ogasawara, who crooked around on the spot, curled up her skirt with a pelo as she bowed herself. And he looked at me with his moist eyes like he'd hoped to twist his neck.

"Please!

"... now Nashi. I'll kick the room out the next time I want to."

"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm in good shape! I'll be careful!

Shizuka Ogasawara, whose skirt was undone, squeezed his face tight and corrected his posture, sassy back to my side. And look up at me and laugh.

I saw Shizuka Ogasawara with such a jitsu eye.

"... there's no point in selling Mei. I'm not gonna make you a meat potty candidate."

"It's okay! I know exactly what you mean!

"... I hope so"

"If Makoto is an authentic meat potty, I will be a self serving meat potty! If I noticed, it was a user-friendly meat potty, I was going for a targeted route!

"... I don't know, I knew you didn't know anything"

"It's okay! I know exactly what you mean!

"It doesn't make sense..."

Shizuka Ogasawara nodding yeah with a bright red face with a full smile on her face. When I'm self-completing, just like my sister, it doesn't make sense to me.

But it's good to have a purpose. If being obsessed with something suppresses the bad habit of hunting yourself down, it will also have a good effect on the true harp.

In that case, the tuning of the true harp will go well. That comes from the desire to create the best meat potty, and I'm never thinking about true harp. Definitely not.

Enter the toilet and let the true harp sit on the western toilet seat. Shizuka Ogasawara, standing behind us, stared at us with a mixed face of tension and excitement.

"What do you do?

Shizuka Ogasawara asked me to sit in the toilet seat with Shizuka Ogasawara exhaling.

"Oh, I gave your sister an enema in the bathroom. Five hundred milliliters of hot water using special equipment. Let it go now and reward you with a stunning and unbearable reward."

"Ooh, hi!?... That's amazing."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who looks surprised, opens her eyes and alternates between me and Makoto. It seems impossible to become a meat potty or something that surprises me about this. This is why you can't have a kid bitch.

"It's not there to be surprised. Look, look closely."

That's what I said. When I let Makoto's feet up sitting in the toilet seat, I let him take an M-shaped leg-opening position on the toilet seat. Because of this, the secret part of the true harp will be exposed at all costs.

"It's so wet..."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who saw a love solution that continued to overflow from her female genitals, gave herself up and swallowed the gokuri and spit with a bright red face as she stared at the secret of Shinqin.

"Idiot, that's not why it's so awesome."

When I glanced at the kid bitch with a jitty eye who knew nothing, I reached for the anus where the brown rubber tube was coming out. And I'll send my index finger to the hole.

The anus, which was tightened tightly, was not very tight but not with fingers in it.

"People relax their muscles when they pass out. That's why the instrument that was inserted into the anus should have fallen out. But look, your sister is fainting and still faithfully following my orders."

A true harp that freaks you out and cramps its body when you stimulate the clique and anus with the tip of your index finger.

"You're fainting, aren't you? But your sister is unconsciously tightening her anus. It's not something I can do. Only your mouth is different than yours alone."

"I don't know, but that's Mr. Aoi. Different focus."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who crouched next to me, nodded cocklessly staring at Makoto's anus with a serious look.

Though I can't understand it, I think I somehow figured out how awesome it is.

"You have a rubber tube that's out of your anus, right? A suppository type apparatus is inserted ahead. Instruments for injecting liquids into the anus, but also serve as plugs. I'm going to pull that out now."

That's what I said and stood up to, I reached for Makoto's cheek, which was closing my eyes as I barely breathed and dyed my cheeks to a pearlescent color. And beat that cheek with a petite palm.

"Makoto, wake up, Makoto. How long are you going to be asleep?"

I tapped my cheek lightly a few times and the right eyebrow of the true harp moved picnically. And I opened my eyes thinly as I leaked a small groan.

"... Oh, gosh?

"Oh, it's me. Good luck. This time your struggle exceeded my expectations. So I'll reward you."

To my words, Makoto, with his thin eyes open, laughed with joy even though he did not understand the situation. And he's sliding his cheek against my hand, which was touching my cheek.

"Nice, true harp is good. That's a different response when you're officially hired..."

Leaning his neck at the voice of a bossy grunt, Makoto turned his swinging eyes toward those who spoke. At that moment, his swinging eyes were opened.

"Heh!? Shizuka!? What are you doing?

Makoto, who saw Shizuka Ogasawara crouching next to me, made his eyes black and white and his whole body stiff.

Well, I can't help but be surprised. True harp memories are interrupted in the bathroom. And when I realized, I had a sister. It would be more impossible not to be surprised.

"Relax, Makoto. Shizuka knows everything. I'm here knowing. But don't worry, I'm not interested in kid bitches, I'm not holding my hand."

"Unfortunately, though."

Shizuka Ogasawara added to my words speaking to Shinqin, who looked musty with her cheeks swollen.

"Oh, I'm not worried about those things because I'm talking about Aoi! No, I'm not!

Gabba and raised Makoto grabbed and pulled the end of the bath towel wrapped around his body as he tightened his knees, which were open to the M-shape. And he's trying to hide the secrets he was exposed to.

But the bath towel came off because I was forced to pull too far, and I was completely naked.

The hasty Makoto covered the front of his body with a detached towel and leaned down as he turned his whole body bright red to burn.

"I'm sorry to expose you..."

And I apologized to Shizuka Ogasawara.

What a disgrace. Can't a true harp just like that be a meat potty in front of my sister?

I had stepped on it to be somewhat shy, but this is an anticipatory reaction.

Really interesting.

A kid bitch who thought he was nothing but luggage, but if used well, he might be able to stir up true harp shame to its limits.

"I changed my mind"

I shrugged and laughed niggardly as I looked at Shizuka Ogasawara crouching.

"Shizuka, exchange terms. If you're going to follow my instructions, you can show him the tuning landscape specifically."

"Huh? Until just now, I think you were talking about showing me unconditionally. If you're talking about exchange terms, you can give me one favor."

"One, stick to it. Shut up. If you don't want to, get out of my room."

It's a lie. It's a lie! Follow the instructions!

Shizuka Ogasawara, who stood up safely, waved both hands with the boom and rescinded what he had said. He nodded and agreed to follow my instructions.

Chip, you just have to say that from the beginning. This is why I hate kid bitches for being busy.

"So beat the contents of your stomach in front of Makoto and Shizuka."

That's what I said with a nigga and a black grin, and Makoto, with a cramped grin, looked to the side with a chill.

There's the look of my sister who shines her eyes and inflates her breasts to her expectations.

Makoto nodded bewildered as he returned his gaze to me.

I guess I also understood the true harp. For sure, and my sister, who is starting to change rapidly.

"I hadn't seen Shizuka shake like a child in over ten years. That in this moment. A wizard... you're really here."

"It's Pettenist's mistake."

Answering that to True Harp's whining, True Harp chuckled softly.

I'm not a wizard. Livestock, outrageous, perverted villain. He is a petitioner who grips a woman's weakness, tricks her with her mouth and turns her into a meat potty.