"Guh..."
Looking at Nanami and Ito, Aoi's mood was very complex... Although Nanami was her friend, and although Nanami was brought by herself, Aoi still felt a little heartbroken when she saw this scene.
The Camera System only activated when Ito had intimate contact with other girls. She didn't know how the three of them had discussed it, but by the time the Camera System activated, the three of them had already begun intimate contact.
Although Aoi believed that Ito loved her the most and that the others were merely physical relationships without emotional involvement, Aoi could clearly sense that Ito was no longer the 'iron crotch' he used to be.
As expected, men are all attracted to bodies.
There's no going back. It's only been a few days, and there's absolutely no going back.
"Ugh!!!!"
Her eyes watched as Ito's beast entered Nanami's body, stretching open the folds of the opening, and her ears heard the slapping sound of flesh colliding. Each collision splattered a hint of crystal onto Mashiro's face.
If she were in Mashiro's position, watching the sticky raindrops from their coupling fall onto her face up close, and the strong scent of the two of them filling her nose and mouth...
Her fingertip at the entrance of the valley tightened slightly, and the next second, Aoi arched her back and reached her climax.
Aoi paused for a moment, but Ito and Nanami on the other side did not.
After the initial pain, Nanami's body, having come into contact with Ito's bodily fluids, gained enhanced endurance. Even though each thrust lightly knocked open the door to the deepest room of her body, Nanami felt only pleasure.
Originally, Nanami could still prop herself up so that the phone Mashiro placed between her legs could capture her face, but her body, softened by Ito's assault, could no longer support itself. Her soft breasts pressed against Mashiro's lower abdomen, and her forehead was already pressed against the phone's Camera System, only her waist, held by Ito, remained arched.
Mashiro wiped her face. At first, the lustful rain that fell on her face had traces of blood, but now it had turned into enchanting clear spring water.
Initially, Mashiro's gaze was focused on Nanami's valley, but now Mashiro's gaze was focused on Nanami's lower abdomen. Although Nanami's figure was not petite, the narrow passage, experienced for the first time, was being opened up by the beast, subtly outlining the beast's shape on her lower abdomen.
Mashiro reached out and pressed on Nanami's lower abdomen. The originally narrow passage became even tighter, giving Nanami an even more extreme sensation.
"Guh!!!! Mashiro... no, eek!!!"
Sticky rain sprayed onto Mashiro's face again. Every time the beast retreated to the entrance of the passage and then fiercely thrust in, it felt as if Mashiro's delicate palm could be felt.
Watching Nanami's trembling waist, Ito's lips curled into a mischievous smile. Due to their position, Ito couldn't easily tease Nanami's clitoris during the assault.
But... Ito wasn't alone now.
Ito paused momentarily, his fingertips exploring and pinching the hardened clitoris.
"Mashiro, use your finger to play with this."
"Wait... wait, ugh!!!"
Nanami tried to stop him, but Ito's actions turned Nanami's words into a moan.
Mashiro, like a curious child, followed Ito's words, massaging Nanami's lower abdomen with one hand and playing with the hardened clitoris with the other.
With a four-pronged approach, Mashiro clearly felt the amount of fluid increase, and Ito also felt the passage become tighter.
And Ito wasn't idle either; with Ito's movements, the retracting cherry-colored chrysanthemum also looked particularly interesting.
Although it's often said that two-dimensional beautiful girls don't need to go to the bathroom, this is the real world, and girls also need to go to the bathroom. Ito didn't want to be a stirrer before it was cleaned.
Ito casually picked up a condom.
However, Ito did not put it on the beast, but on his finger. Originally two fingers, but after thinking about it, he changed to one, and then subtly aimed.
Three...
Two...
One...
Zero!!!
Secret Technique! One Thousand Years of Death!
"Eek!!!!"
Nanami's originally soft body instantly straightened up. She turned her face, and a blushing Nanami glared fiercely at Ito.
"W-what are you doing!? That place... that's not the entrance! And... it's so dirty... Eek!!!"
His fingertip slightly hooked, and Nanami's body instantly went limp.
This was also Ito's first time playing with a girl like this. Ito could feel as if his fingertip was about to be twisted off, but it was only for the very first small section, and then his fingertip felt endless warmth, and he could also faintly feel the beast that was currently conquering.
However, the One Thousand Years of Death was just teasing. He replaced his index finger with a thicker thumb, and after Nanami had slightly adapted, the thumb of his other hand also entered. His thumbs hooked, and with both hands using his thumbs as pivots, he gripped her soft buttocks and continued the conquest, making the beast knock on the deepest door of Nanami's body.
"Ah... uh..."
With Ito and Mashiro's four-pronged approach, the inexperienced Nanami's body was completely limp, and her eyes involuntarily rolled upwards.
Until the very end, Mashiro seemed to sense something and tightly squeezed the hardened clitoris, pressing her palm forcefully on Nanami's flat lower abdomen, and Llin's fingers also exerted force, gripping her buttocks.
Nanami, almost unconscious, twitched uncontrollably as the scorching beast roared wave after wave, injecting white flashes.
The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped. Although one time was not enough to satisfy Llin, considering it was Nanami's first experience, Llin decided not to torment her further.
The beast, having released all its roars, slowly withdrew from the secluded valley. Llin, with a mischievous grin, made Mashiro open her mouth. The bodily fluids, mixed with the scent of both of them, overflowed from the unclosed passage and dripped into Mashiro's mouth.
"Remember the taste and tell the readers, okay?"
Mashiro was not repulsed by this. Following Llin's hand, she held it in her mouth and carefully savored the taste, intending to remember it and describe it to her readers in her notebook.
However, Llin guessed that probably not many readers would want to know what this mixture tasted like.
After helping Mashiro push Nanami off her, Nanami lay on the bed, her eyes blankly staring at the ceiling. Her soft breasts gently rose and fell with her breathing, and white liquid continued to slowly ooze from the secluded valley between her legs as her vulva contracted.
Mashiro, on the other hand, simply wiped her hands and face before sitting down at the computer desk and began to record everything she had just witnessed.
Llin quickly wiped himself down, then picked up his phone and saw a message from Rika.
Rika's message included not only the video of Aoi masturbating but also the start and end times. Llin glanced at the time he had recorded... it almost matched perfectly.
Less than a minute after Llin and Nanami began their intimate contact, Aoi started masturbating, and then, after he finished, Aoi also finished.
This was... too much of a coincidence.
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