Scum Coercion

Unexpectedly, just imagining it would make Jasmine fall into such a state of excitement. I even wondered if she had reversed her sexual orientation during the process of being adjusted by me for so long... After all, I still held the "letting" She understands why heterosexual relationships are better" toy with her.

In short, it seems that in her eyes, Sunflower's favorability is still far better than mine.

When we were feeling secretly, we had both walked to the door of the small locker room that comes with the tennis court.

Facing Jasmine, who was panting faster and faster due to excitement, I smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

"Oh, now is the time for you to play. If you win, I will set you free, and I will never ask you."

"That's... what you said."

"Hmm...but it can't be taken out."

"Humph……"

With one hand on the door of the dressing room, Jasmine suddenly stopped trembling.

Her attitude became very firm and decisive. When she looked back at me, although her face was still flushed unnaturally, her eyes were much firmer.

For a moment, I actually felt a throbbing in my heart.

The reason why I threw this bait was because I was confident that in this very unfavorable situation, Jasmine would definitely not be able to defeat Ziyuan, and the ending would only be a shame, but seeing her unyielding eyes, I gave up on myself first.

To put it simply, that look is like the protagonist, and of course I am the villain waiting to be defeated.

But probably not.

I muttered this, and watched Jasmine enter the locker room.

On the other side of the tennis court, Ziyuan had already finished her warm-up exercises, and was bathed in the salivating eyes of the onlookers. She also smiled generously, as if she was a model on a catwalk.

Ah, looking at it this way, Shion is really dazzling.

"Hee hee~"

Seemingly noticing my eyes, Shion, who is wearing red and white stripes to make her breasts appear more three-dimensional, smiled and made a V sign to me.

While I was watching, the door at the back opened.

"..."

Jasmine, who faced me silently, put on the extremely stretchable sweatshirt provided by the tennis club, with a white tennis skirt at the hem. When she stepped out of the locker room wearing sneakers, she unexpectedly adjusted her state , it is almost impossible to see that he is struggling in a certain state.

For a moment, I even thought she took it off.

"Jasmine, come on."

But I still said it hypocritically.

"Humph."

Holding an orange Walker racket in her hand, Jasmine glared at me bitterly.

Looking at that resentful look in her eyes, I realized that she was still tormented by a vague feeling, so I was much prouder.

Hee hee hee, there will be a good show to watch later.

In my anticipation, Jasmine walked slowly to the other side of the tennis court, spreading her legs apart.

The atmosphere unknowingly became explosive.

"Jasmine, you should show your embarrassing appearance of being defeated!"

On the opposite side, Ziyuan's yelling was also quite loud, and it could be heard that her emotions were a bit intense.

(She is really full of complexities towards Jasmine, sometimes she seems to be nothing, and sometimes she is a bit hostile...)

I was so troubled by this in my heart that I could only focus on the battle situation for the time being.

What I care about now is whether Jasmine can beat Ziyuan.

In all fairness, I don't think there are any girls who can win a tennis game under the current circumstances, after all, their bodies are always being tortured.

Originally, my plan was to make Jasmine, who was struggling in the abyss, see hope and struggle better, and finally stage a scene of disastrous failure, but seeing her resolute face, I actually felt a little uneasy.

What if the car overturns!

When I was thinking about this kind of thing, Jasmine's breasts swayed slightly, but because of the tightness of the sweatshirt, there was no big fluctuation.

She seemed to be adjusting her movements and breathing.

In order to reduce the burden on her body, Jasmine slightly separated her legs and posed in a somewhat professional posture.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but thump in my heart.

Could it be that Jasmine is actually hiding something deep?Then what should I do then!Do you want to go back on your word?

Time has stopped me from thinking, because the game that is on the verge of triggering has finally begun.

"Take my trick!!!"

Zi Yuan yelled sharply, then threw the ball high into the sky, and swung her racket vigorously.

The yellow tennis ball was like a bullet. It quickly crossed the net in the middle without even an arc, bounced to the ground next to it, and bounced quickly again.

So fast!

I was almost stunned, but Jasmine's reaction was also very quick.