"Oh my God, is your size too big?"
Gulireba exclaimed in surprise.
That expression was like discovering a new continent for the first time.
"I was born this way, do you want to see it?"
I said with a hint of pride, deliberately shaking my leg.
Gulireba let out a tender cry; her Y-shaped hips not only felt a fiery collision.
The hand holding it also stirred with a touch of sweet allure.
"Ah, no, I didn't mean to see it."
Gulireba blushed and quickly withdrew her hand.
Yet a sense of loss invaded her heart.
"You didn't mean it, so why did you move a few times?"
"That's because the person who forced me before was much smaller than you, and I was a bit curious, it's the first time I knew a man could be this big."
Gulireba spoke with a touch of innocence.
It was purely curiosity at play.
Combined with the sense of comparison, a strange psychological emotion emerged.
"So, you have only been forced by a jerk once, and haven't been with other men?"
