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The aphrodisiac did its work, and when Hina tore through the covers, his member was already erect and ready, poking against his boxers. She looked at the bulge wide-eyed.
Just like that, her earlier confidence vanished, replaced by her usual aloofness. For a moment, Zaen thought she had come to her senses and was about to calm the situation when she pulled down his underwear, immediately freeing his penis from confinement.
"Hina—!"
"No need to hide anything from me," she said, her cheeks flushed. "I-I'll help you."
Help me? My ass!
Through perception, he could see her trembling hands. Her condition was much worse than his, yet she was set to get what she wanted.
Honestly, Zaen was already losing his mind. The spray had him forced to the limit of his reasoning. He wasn't stopping Hina to preserve something like dignity, but because he knew if they began, he wouldn't be able to stop himself anymore.
