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Seeing this, Qiyun quickly stood up and came to Yukinoshita's side, gently stroking her back, hoping to ease her physical discomfort. He hadn't expected Yukinoshita to go this far, and her current state was entirely his fault, which filled Qiyun with guilt.
Yukinoshita remained silent, staring blankly at the pool of semen pouring out of her mouth into the measuring cup. The color and consistency of her semen were like freshly brewed milk, even richer. Chunks of semen clung to it, emitting a rich scent of heather. The steaming semen exuded a masculine aroma, and the burning sensation in her stomach made her body even hotter. Yukinoshita even began to doubt herself. Was she really a lecher? Was she, as Qiyun claimed, a sexual genius?
"Gulp... Gulp..."
A swallowing sound echoed. Her slender neck trembled as Yukinoshita swallowed the remaining semen in her mouth. Fortunately, the current amount had already fully met the requirements for the trial, so there was no need to worry about the quantity.
"Are you okay, Yukinoshita-san?" Qiyun asked softly, still patting her back.
"It's okay," Yukinoshita quickly regained consciousness and gave Qiyun a meaningful look, but ultimately remained silent.
She struggled to stand, using her hands to support herself, but the exhaustion that washed over her quickly caused her to collapse once more.
"Let me help you up," Qiyun said immediately, noticing Yukinoshita's predicament. Without waiting for a response, he wrapped her arms around Yukinoshita's slender waist and, with an embrace, lifted her up.
"Thank you," Yukinoshita realized she couldn't get up on her own for now, so she didn't refuse Qiyun's offer. Instead, she slowly leaned on Qiyun's arms and rose to her feet, leaning against the edge of the table, breathing heavily. After a short rest, Yukinoshita, having recovered, picked up the measuring cup nearby and prepared to work, though her form was still a little shaky.
"Yukinoshita-san, why don't you let me do it?" Qiyun said, feeling a bit reluctant as Yukinoshita continued to persist.
"Qiyun-san, can you make cookies?" Yukinoshita turned back and asked earnestly.
"No, but you can show me the steps and I can learn on the spot," Qiyun continued to argue.
"But that obviously won't be enough time. We've already wasted quite a bit of time. If I do it, we can still finish on time." Yukinoshita shook her head again, rejecting Qiyun's suggestion.
Turning away, she began fiddling with the ingredients on the table.
Seeing this, Qiyun felt a little helpless, unsure how to persuade her. Suddenly, as if a thought struck him, he happily said,
"I have an idea, Yukinoshita-san. Isn't there a cookie recipe in the store that I can redeem? Wouldn't that work?" Qiyun excitedly told Yukinoshita her idea, as if a thought had occurred to her. He also called up the system interface and clicked on the store. His eyes were fixed on the screen, his finger swiping rapidly downwards, ready to find the cookie and redeem it.
The sliding interface suddenly stopped. It wasn't Qiyun who stopped on his own initiative, but Yukinoshita, who was standing next to her, grabbed her sliding hand. The huge force from her hand made Qiyun realize that Yukinoshita was very serious, or rather... angry. Her pretty face had a cold expression, her eyebrows were raised, and her clear blue eyes stared at Qiyun. The seriousness revealed in her eyes made Qiyun give up the idea of struggling. His hand slowly dropped, and he put away the interface. He asked weakly,
"Why, Yukinoshita-san?"
"Because there is no need to stop. And are you sure you will master the skills directly after exchanging it?" Yukinoshita calmly analyzed the situation and began the production process again.
"While I don't know exactly what this trial will entail, points are certainly a crucial component. There's no need to waste them on something unnecessary. As for guilt, there's absolutely no need for that. I appreciate your kindness, but I won't agree with any irrational choices."
Yukinoshita's calm words left Qiyun feeling a complex mix of emotions. An indescribable expression filled his face. His eyes shone with a complex gaze as Yukinoshita meticulously toyed with her work. Her flawless appearance, paired with a serious expression, shone with a unique radiance.
"Why would Yukinoshita-san go to such lengths? I honestly don't understand. Even if you didn't do anything, I wouldn't force you to do anything," Qiyun whispered.
Qiyun was baffled by Yukinoshita's thoughts. Even though he believed he knew her intimately, he couldn't fathom what her actions revealed.
He had assumed their relationship was merely that of classmates. Even though this so-called trial had brought them closer in a brutal way, he still couldn't interpret her feelings that way.
This sense of uncertainty filled him with fear, yet somewhere within him, a faint sense of anticipation emerged. Though it was so faint it was barely perceptible, it was still there.
Qiyun couldn't even tell whether he was anticipating Yukinoshita's answer or simply dreading it. A cacophony of thoughts swirled through Qiyun's mind, and his once-proud identity as a time traveler now offered him no comfort.
"There's no reason, Qiyun-san. I simply want to do it. I don't force myself, and I won't do anything that forces me. Everything I do has my own considerations."
"If there's a reason for doing this, Qiyun-san, have you forgotten? This is your request for service. I will help you complete this trial."
Yukinoshita spoke these words without even turning her head. Her words, spoken as if they were casual conversation, struck a deep chord with Qiyun.
At that moment, Qiyun felt as if he had just met Yukinoshita for the first time, just like that afternoon many years ago, when he had stared in awe at Yukinoshita, sitting quietly in her seat, reading a book, from across a dimension.
"Did you ejaculate too much just now? Are you not feeling well now? It seems like you're holding it back like you did just now," Yukinoshita said, a thoughtful glance at Qiyun.
"Hahaha, no, Yukinoshita-san can be unexpectedly vulgar sometimes," Qiyun reverted to his usual self, teasing Yukinoshita a bit.
"Hey, hey, hey, I feel like I can't compare to a certain classmate who's not very smart, what do you think, Mr. Pervert?" Yukinoshita responded to Qiyun's teasing with a lack of interest, even giving Qiyun the nickname "Mr. Pervert," a fact Qiyun hadn't yet realized.
"Do you need my help? I can help," Qiyun said, smiling, as he approached Yukinoshita.
"No, Mr. Pervert, I'm making cookies, not perverted biscuits."
"What kind of weird thing is Mr. Pervert? Can't you call him something more normal?"
"Really? Which do you prefer, that lowly bedbug or that underdeveloped paramecium, Mr. Pervert?"
"The first one is better, then," Qiyun had unknowingly accepted.
It seems Mr. Lu Xun's words are always right. When someone wants to open a window and others disagree, all they have to do is advocate tearing off the roof, and everyone will agree to open the window.
"It seems Mr. Pervert's taste is not as bad as I thought." Yukinoshita said this seriously while quietly turning her head to the side. If Qiyun looked at that moment, she would definitely see the corner of Yukinoshita's mouth raised.
At the same time, Yukinoshita, who was inadvertently glancing down, was suddenly stunned because she saw a shiny stick-like object swaying in the wind, as if greeting her, like greeting a comrade who had just been away for a while, which made her a little confused.
"Mr. Pervert, I didn't expect you to have a fetish of exhibitionism? It's really surprising." Yukinoshita reminded him in a bad mood.
Qiyun looked down at his exposed little brother and did not pull up his pants. Instead, he said thoughtfully,
"Maybe it has troubles too."
This very strange excuse made Yukinoshita, who was usually very sharp-tongued, unable to find the right words to refute for a moment, and she could only let Qiyun think as she pleased.
Common sense dictated that Qiyun should have pulled his pants up, and he even thought so himself. Exposing his penis wasn't within his XP range.
However, a voice in his heart seemed to tell him, "You, don't pull it up." Perhaps Niu Niu had also smelled the scent of freedom.
The cookie-making process wasn't complicated. As time passed, Qiyun soon saw a batch of cookies about to emerge from the oven. (I don't know how to make this, so I won't write about the details. I'm also lazy, and looking up tutorials online and then writing about them would be a bit of a hassle.)
Just as Qiyun watched the cookie-making process near its end, Yukinoshita bagged the finished cookies and placed them together. She breathed a sigh of relief, as if finally at ease. Yukinoshita's figure began to sway, and she was about to fall backwards.
Qiyun, who had been standing nearby, quickly embraced Yukinoshita. Instantly, he felt the warmth and softness of his embrace, the delicate fragrance of her hair filling his nostrils. Yukinoshita now lay with her back to Qiyun's arms.
Perhaps the cookie-making had drained the last of her remaining strength. She had relied on her unwavering faith to persevere. Now, having finished before the deadline, she breathed a sigh of relief, but could no longer hold on.
Looking down, Yukinoshita's eyes were slightly closed, her brows raised in a graceful curve. Sweat occasionally trickled down her fair forehead. Her breathing was slightly rapid, her nose delicate and straight, quivering with each breath. Her delicate lips pursed slightly, a hint of white lingering between them.
"Yukinoshita-san, are you feeling better?" Qiyun observed Yukinoshita's frail face, unconsciously hugging her body tighter.
After a short rest, Yukinoshita felt much better, at least not as unsteady as before. However, she didn't get up from Qiyun's arms immediately. She hadn't intended to respond to Qiyun's question, but the sensation in her lower body soon made her lose her composure.
Because of the position, Qiyun's cock had been firmly pressed against Yukinoshita's beautiful buttocks from the very beginning. The soft touch made Qiyun's cock harden quickly, pressing against the crack between Yukinoshita's buttocks. Through the thin skirt, he could even feel the warmth of her body.
Niu Niu quickly took over the high ground of thought, and Qiyun gradually increased her strength, exerting a slight force with his waist, and began to press forward against Yukinoshita's plump and soft buttocks. His hard cock moved up and down in the butt crack, even spreading the tender flesh on both sides of Yukinoshita's buttocks apart.
Under this intense friction, Yukinoshita had long been aware of Qiyun's actions. However, perhaps due to the solitude and physical exhaustion, Yukinoshita sighed silently inwardly and did not stop Qiyun. Instead, she slowly closed her eyes again.
As the saying goes, lust arises from the heart, and evil arises from the courage. Qiyun gradually increased her strength, then thrust his waist, pressing his lower abdomen tightly against Yukinoshita's buttocks. From the outside, it looked like a completely lewd posture of penetration from behind.
Seeing that Yukinoshita still did not react, Qiyun quickly took advantage of the situation and quietly lifted the hem of her pleated skirt with her hands, slowly rolling it up until it was completely rolled up to her waist. Peeping down, Yukinoshita's beautiful bare buttocks were completely exposed to her eyes, her pure white panties tightly wrapped around her round, white buttocks. Qiyun's cock instantly grew even larger, becoming even hotter. Qiyun's cock was now completely nestled beneath Yukinoshita's panties, rubbing against her soft buttocks through the thin fabric.
"Hmm..."
Yukinoshita let out a soft, soft moan. Qiyun glanced down at her face, half-hidden by her long hair. A seductive blush crept across her cheeks.
Qiyun began to caress her more boldly, his hands moving from either side, slowly resting on her smooth, delicate thighs. His fingertips felt as smooth as porcelain. He began caressing the exposed areas with increasing force, reaching inside her skirt to press against the white, exposed flesh of Yukinoshita's buttocks, unprotected by her panties.
Yukinoshita clenched her legs, silently enduring Qiyun's harassment. Under normal circumstances, Yukinoshita would have harshly rebuked her for this clearly sexual harassment, rather than burying her head in the sand and enduring it with her eyes closed.
Qiyun, now consumed by lust, didn't consider the complexities of the situation. Seeing Yukinoshita didn't object, he continued his sexual harassment.
Feeling the gentle touch of his palm, the plump, firm flesh of her buttocks was irresistible. He also teased and caressed her thighs, the smooth skin slightly tensing, a sign that Yukinoshita's mood wasn't as calm as it appeared.
Qiyun continued to massage her plump buttocks slowly but firmly, fully savoring the exquisite touch of her smooth, elastic skin. All the while, he silently calculated the time, knowing it was almost over.
The trial was complete, points for completing the mission had been awarded, and the participant's libido had been detected. The trial was extended by ten minutes. An additional point would be awarded for achieving ejaculation and orgasm. Upon reaching the time limit, the participant would exit the trial environment.
The mechanical female voice reappeared, announcing the extension, which was, in a way, good news for Qiyun. Meanwhile, he wondered, "Can my lust be detected?" I'm a little curious about how this was done. I didn't expect that Yukinoshita could also reach the so-called threshold of lust value.
At this moment, Yukinoshita seemed to have not heard the previous words. Her eyes were still closed, and only the slightly trembling eyelashes indicated that the owner's heart was not calm.
Yukinoshita's heart was somewhat conflicted. Her personality did not allow her to be so frivolous, but the appearance of this trial forced her to take actions that went against her own ideas, and the previous promise also made her choose to take the initiative. She didn't dare to think about whether she was because of her previous promise or because of her own desire. She had no intention of resisting.
The previous orgasms had also made her experience the pleasure of sex. If she were asked to say that she liked it, she couldn't say it, but she knew very well that at least she didn't hate it. The tingling and soft feeling from inside her vagina during the orgasm, the splashing of her love juices, the convulsions throughout her body as if she had lost consciousness, and the spasming sensation in her brain at the peak, all made her unable to help but recall it. She even remembered the suffocating feeling when Qiyun's penis directly attacked her throat, and the rich and rich smell of semen lingering in her nostrils.
"Ha..."
Yukinoshita's breathing began to grow heavier. This time, without the need for external prompts, she could feel it herself. She seemed to be in heat.
Yukinoshita could clearly feel the soft, wrinkled flesh of her vagina begin to wriggle. The tender, pink cavern and its walls were leaking lustful fluids. The tingling sensation was tingling like crazy. Her vagina, so tight that even with her hands she could barely pry it open, felt strangely empty, desperately needing something to fill it.
The thought even startled her. Why was she feeling such a longing? Wasn't this just like any other unsatisfied nymphomaniac? Yukinoshita mentally shook her head in denial, the physical desire slowly eroding her nerves. She knew if this continued, she wouldn't know whether to refuse or accept.
Qiyun was oblivious to Yukinoshita's changing mindset. As a molester, he had always performed remarkably well. No, Qiyun reflected, why was he so skilled? It was clearly his first time. Could it be that Yukinoshita was right? He was a pervert, but he accepted it.
Qiyun had originally planned to just give it a few touches, lest the trial be over, leaving him feeling awkward. Now that he'd been told it would be extended, his mind raced.
His hands, no longer content with the exposed buttocks, circled the edges of her panties, feeling the contrasting softness of fabric and skin as he groped his way forward.
A warmth spread from his fingertips as Qiyun's large hands firmly grasped Yukinoshita's vagina. Through the sheer volume of her panties, he could clearly feel the fullness of her camel toe. Holding her in his hands, besides the roughness of the fabric, he felt the warmth and dampness of her entire vagina. In the center of her panties, Qiyun could clearly feel the narrow slit, deeply soaked. If he could look down, he'd see a dark stain running down the center of the white panties, a symbol of pure beauty. The water spread outward like a crack.
It had to be vaginal fluid; sweat couldn't possibly be in that place. Qiyun then began to claw at the tender flesh of Yukinoshita's thighs, attempting to force them apart. Though Yukinoshita still put up a last-ditch struggle, her resistance was weak and unable to withstand Qiyun's forceful demands.
Simultaneously, with a slight sway of her waist, he eased his cock from the crotch to the center of Yukinoshita's plump thighs. The moment it entered, the fiery heat of the cock exploded through her sensitive body like a drop of water in hot oil. Instantly, her legs clenched tightly, tightly around Qiyun's cock, leaving only a small tip visible.
This sudden grip caught Qiyun completely off guard. The soft, greasy pressure of her thighs, the smooth, fiery heat of her skin, enveloped the shaft from all sides. Above, through the thin layer of panties, lay her vagina, still oozing with lubrication, the wet panties seemingly acting as lubricant. The warmth of her thighs and vagina, coupled with the coolness of her panties, created a frenzy of stimulation on Qiyun's cock. The icy, fiery sensations made the veins on Qiyun's cock bulge, and he looked as if he was about to devour her.
Qiyun reached out through her panties and gently kneaded Yukinoshita's vagina, his fingers tracing the crack of her vagina, sometimes gently squeezing the plump petals, sometimes teasing the engorged, protruding nipple. As a result, Yukinoshita's delicate petals became wet and slippery.
"Hmm... Ah... Ah~"
A muffled moan slowly escaped her lips after this series of attacks. Compared to the rigid defenses above, the defenses below had become much more relaxed. Her previously tense thighs were no longer tense, and her muscles were slowly relaxing. She hadn't noticed that her long, black-stockinged legs had quietly parted a bit, as if to make it easier for Qiyun to penetrate her from behind.
The small leather shoes that matched Yukinoshita's beautiful feet also showed that her toes were slightly raised, and her heels were slowly lifting off the ground. Every time she raised her toes, Yukinoshita's vagina would slowly touch the tip of the penis, and the raised glans would push her vagina slightly inward. Although it was just such a simple touch, the ambiguous feeling, almost like perfect union, made both of them moan at the same time, their voices intertwined.
Qiyun hugged Yukinoshita's buttocks tightly, twisting her waist in circles. His cock was tightly clamped by the smooth and tender flesh at the base of her thighs. The glans rubbed against the soft and slippery opening of her vagina through the thin layer of underwear. The underwear was now wet with the previous vaginal fluid, and the touch of flesh on flesh became even stronger. It seemed that if he applied a little more force, this thin layer of fabric would not be able to hinder the attack of the cock. The two beautiful petals of the vaginal opening also opened slightly under this impact.
He moved his body back a little, hugging Yukinoshita's waist at the same time, making her buttocks slightly upwards. This posture forced Yukinoshita to tiptoe hard, and her small leather shoes were half hanging in the air. Although this posture was a bit strenuous, Qiyun held her waist, which saved Yukinoshita a lot of energy. Otherwise, she would not be able to hold on for long and would collapse again.
The cock pressed firmly against the flaring petals. Due to the gradually soaking wetness of her panties, the cock felt incredibly slippery. Furthermore, Yukinoshita's vaginal opening was so small that Qiyun's cock couldn't quite reach it. Several thrusts slipped past the edge of the petals, and each thrust elicited a soft moan from Yukinoshita.
Qiyun no longer hesitated, gripping Yukinoshita's waist with one hand to stabilize her lower body. At the same time, ;he felt for the opening and thrusted his cock hard.
"Ah..."
Yukinoshita's head suddenly jerked up, and a long, drawn-out moan escaped her lips, completely devoid of the escaping moans from before. Her eyes slowly opened, revealing a deep blue glint filled with endless lust, her watery eyes shrouded in a haze of emotion.
Qiyun's cock finally found its way into Yukinoshita's narrow vagina, through the thin fabric. Though only half the glans penetrated her virginal vagina, the insanely tight sensation and the pulsating, sucking sensation of the vaginal flesh washed over Qiyun, nearly causing his to pass out with ecstasy.
Suppressing the urge to ejaculate, Qiyun began to thrust gently but rhythmically. Though he couldn't penetrate completely, the panties seemed like no barrier. The glans was tightly gripped by the smooth flesh, stretching the plump flesh apart and revealing a vibrant pink.
Slowly, Qiyun intensified his movements, one hand wrapping around Yukinoshita's waist and pulling her back, while the other, seemingly snaking its way up her torso, began to fondle her breasts, not particularly full, but still perfectly sized, through her clothes. Although Qiyun felt that there must be some moisture from the bra, it did not prevent Qiyun from feeling those peach-like, teardrop-shaped breasts. The wonderful touch of the breasts felt indescribably pleasant. At the same time, he used his fingers to constantly feel for the location of the nipples. At this time, Yukinoshita's nipples had already hardened, so Qiyun quickly found the location of the nipples and began to slowly draw circles on them, teasing them vigorously, tickling Yukinoshita's mouth and making soft moans. The reaction was even stronger than when her vagina was teased.
Originally, Yukinoshita had pretended to know nothing and let Qiyun attack her vagina at will, but she didn't expect Qiyun to start rubbing her breasts even more vigorously, which made Yukinoshita feel that she could not continue pretending. The moment Qiyun's big hand climbed up and rested on her chest, she felt it. When she was about to stand up and scold Qiyun for being too demanding, her ear just slid across Qiyun's nose when she stood up. The heavy breathing and the hot and humid air he exhaled hit her earlobe. This sudden attack made her lose all her strength in an instant, and she had to collapse in Qiyun's arms again.
"Forget it, my pussy has already been violated like this, so I don't need to care about his offense to my breasts," Yukinoshita sighed in her heart and comforted herself. There was another thing she couldn't say, which was that she herself was very enjoying this process, but she subconsciously ignored it, so she let Qiyun offend her body.
At the same time, it was as if she had let go of the burden in her heart, and the moans in her mouth were no longer concealed. The sound changed from the original light humming to the comfortable and obscene call of cooperation. However, Qiyun did not notice this change in Yukinoshita's voice, although even if he noticed it, he would not take it to heart.
At this time, Qiyun continued to push his hips forward, inserting deeper into her body. Yukinoshita's plump buttocks were tightly pressed against Qiyun's abdomen. Although there was a thin pleated skirt between them, she could still feel the soft buttocks being deformed by her own squeeze. Whenever Qiyun made a few quick and powerful thrusts, Yukinoshita's body would involuntarily cooperate. Her legs would spread apart to the left and right, and her body would press down slightly, making the penis hit more powerfully and reach deeper into the vagina. Perhaps it was the underwear she was still wearing that gave her enough sense of security. She didn't have to worry about such a violent impact puncturing her hymen and risking losing her virginity. Although Yukinoshita knew that at this pace, she would lose her virginity sooner or later, but if she was asked to give up her virginity now, she found it a little difficult to accept, at least not now.
And no one would have thought that in this deserted office, the girl who was high and cold like the snowflakes on the top of Tianshan Mountain would actually be leaning on a boy's arms, while a pair of big hands were rubbing her chest constantly. The hem of her skirt was lifted up high, symbolizing that her pure white panties were completely wet, and a thick cock was madly thrusting into her dreamy little hole through the thin panties. The little leather shoes that were raised on tiptoe, the legs spread to the sides, and the beautiful buttocks thrust backwards also indicated the owner's cooperation and desire for this behavior.
After about five or six minutes, Qiyun had been thrusting in and out intermittently for hundreds of times. The ten-minute deadline was about to arrive, and Qiyun began to increase the force of the thrusting desperately, inserting the cock as deep as possible into Yukinoshita's pussy. With the twitching of Yukinoshita's vagina, Qiyun almost cried out in pleasure, and the pleasure spread from his lower body to his whole body. After the last few strong thrusts, Qiyun groaned, and all the semen spurted out from the urethra, and was injected into her vagina through her panties. Although the underwear was a barrier, isolating the risk of semen directly entering the pussy, but such a large amount of eruption caused some of the slippery mucus to seep through the thin layer of cloth and stain the wall of the pussy.
At this moment, Qiyun heard Yukinoshita's own stifled moans. At the same time, Qiyun could clearly feel her vagina contracting. The tip of his penis was tightly clamped between the two petals, as if it was about to break the cock inside. Qiyun pressed her body tightly against Yukinoshita's back, enjoying the incomparable pleasure.
"Ahhh~..."
Yukinoshita moaned loudly, her moans finally no longer concealed. Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, her alluring cherry mouth wide open, her pink tongue drooping limply at her lips, a thin, glistening stream of liquid.
Her hands, previously lowered, suddenly reached back to grab Qiyun's waist, pressing so hard that all ten fingers sank deeply into the soft flesh. This grip made Qiyun want to cry and laugh at the same time. Cry because it really hurt, laugh because her waist was a sensitive spot, and the touch made him laugh uncontrollably.
But this didn't stop Yukinoshita from exerting any strength. Her long, round legs were straining, and her delicate calves, clad in black over-the-knee socks, were trembling slightly. Her small leather shoes were tiptoeing with all their might, with only one toe still supporting her. On the smooth ground in the middle, a pool of white, sticky liquid had formed, and a constant stream of it dripped from between Yukinoshita's legs like water.
Even more frantic was the violent spasms emanating from deep within her vagina, causing her body to stiffen. With a sudden and violent tremor in her body, Qiyun felt a surge of hot fluid washing over his cock. Fortunately, the underwear blocked the flow, so the gushing fluid did not splash out. Instead, it slowly dripped through the fabric onto Qiyun's cock, some even landing on Qiyun's pants. Some slowly slid down along the white thighs of her, leaving several lewd water marks on the snow-white skin. The water also converged at the edge of the black knee-high socks, where the socks were pressed into the tender flesh, and then slowly seeped into the knee-high socks, making the color of the black knee-high socks even darker. However, most of the gushing fluid began to fall downwards due to the restraint of gravity, hitting the place where Qiyun's semen had just landed.
"Plop...Plop..."
This was the sound of falling erotic fluid hitting the ground. The crystal clear water droplets splashed on the ground, not only dispersing the sticky semen that had originally condensed on the ground, but also as the erotic fluid continued to fall, a new puddle appeared on the white ground between Yukinoshita's legs. Above it, a lot of erotic fluid was still slowly falling.
"Mmm...Mmm..."
Weak gasps continued to come out of her nose. The orgasm seemed to have exhausted all her strength. Yukinoshita seemed to no longer care about so much. Her body limp in Qiyun's arms, her two beautiful legs trembling slightly and began to close inward. If Qiyun hadn't been supporting her chest with her hands, Yukinoshita would have knelt on the ground like a duck in this position, and her pussy would have come into direct contact with the erotic water stain on the ground.
Qiyun had anticipated the magnitude of Yukinoshita's orgasm, so he quietly waited for it to end, his hands busy, vigorously rubbing her soft, tender breasts through her school uniform. While he longed to reach inside and feel them for real, unbuttoning the uniform was a hassle, and more importantly, it felt a bit too much. Although he'd been far more aggressive with Yukinoshita's vagina, he had a strange feeling that her tolerance for it was higher than her breasts. Perhaps she, too, was more sensitive to them, perhaps because she herself regretted the size of her breasts.
As Yukinoshita's orgasm ended, Qiyun began to regain consciousness and pulled his still-erect penis from her vagina. Whether it was just Qiyun's imagination, the moment it was pulled out, there was a crisp "pop" like the cork of a thermos being pulled open, accompanied by a faint, soft moan from Yukinoshita. And in the invisible corner, Yukinoshita's vagina slowly closed again, just like the way it had never been open before.