High school students become slaves to prostitution

Tatsuya immediately bought a bouquet of flowers and went to visit Mihoko at her apartment.
He had been waiting for this opportunity.

He had driven Mihoko home during a welcome dinner for new teachers, so he quickly found her apartment. When he arrived on the third floor, Tatsuya was puzzled because the newspaper was still in the mailbox. He rang the doorbell, but there was no answer.

Perhaps she went to the hospital…

After thinking this, Tatsuya spent more than an hour at a nearby teahouse before returning to his apartment. But there was no sign of Mihoko returning. Perhaps she was pretending not to be home because she was sick, so he called from a nearby public phone, but to no avail.

Tatsuya had no choice but to go home and call again later that night, but this time there was no answer.
If he hadn't seen the newspaper, he might not have cared too much. The newspaper in the mailbox meant that Mihoko wasn't home.
So, where could she have gone? If she was hospitalized, she should have contacted the school. The next day, after thinking for a long time, Tatsuya called Mihoko's parents' house in Niigata. Perhaps she had gone home, but the reply he received was that there had been no news from her for the past two weeks. To avoid worrying her parents, he made up some excuses, but Tatsuya's suspicions only grew stronger. That day after school, he went to Mihoko's apartment again. But still, no one answered the door. Not only yesterday's newspaper, but today's was also in the mailbox. It was now clear that Mihoko wasn't home.

Mihoko didn't come to school the next day either. During lunch break, Tatsuya went to the headmaster's room at the church. The single headmaster was sitting on the sofa eating noodles that had been delivered. "When is Ms. Nishijo's leave request due?" "

Ms. Nishijo isn't at school. Is there something wrong? Mr. Inagami is already covering her English class."
"No, there's nothing particularly difficult. I'm just wondering if she's very ill?"

From the beginning, he hadn't considered mentioning that he had been to Mihoko's apartment. Tatsuya disliked this moralistic headmaster and didn't trust him like others did. No one knows what such a person is thinking behind their back—that was Tatsuya's philosophy. That's why he would openly discuss sex in front of his students.

"You seem to care about Ms. Nishijo. Are you interested in her?"

"No, I just asked Ms. Nishijo to translate some English."

"Haha, don't blush. I got a call from Ms. Nishijo this morning. She said she needs to rest for another two or three days."

I wanted to ask where the call came from, but I quickly swallowed the question.

"So, how's her condition...?"

You really care, but don't worry, she said it's just that her cold got a little worse, and she seems to be able to cook for herself now.

Tatsuya felt strange because the headmaster's tone made it sound like Mihoko was resting at home. Could Mihoko be lying to the headmaster? "My noodles will get soggy, can I eat them?"

"Ah, sorry, I won't bother you anymore."

Tatsuya returned to the staff room with questions. In his current state, there was no way to find Mihoko, so he could only wait for her to come to class.

*** *** *** ***

"Please step on my face with your bare feet."

Hearing Toda, who was only wearing blue underwear, suddenly say this, Tachibana Aya felt confused.
Because the other party was a gentleman nearing sixty years old, holding an important position in society. It was incomprehensible that this gentleman would beg a young girl like her to step on his face. But Toda himself was already lying in bed, ready for her to do so.

"Mr. Toda is a director of a first-class fiber company and one of the church's major donors. Whatever his wish, you must agree to it. Don't upset him, understand?"

Yali remembered the director's special instructions before she left. Whatever happened here might soon reach the director's ears. If so, there was no way to refuse the gentleman's request.

Following the director's orders, Yali put on particularly sexy and annoying black lace panties. On her chest were a pair of black lace bras, making her snow-white skin even more striking; her slender figure didn't resemble that of a high school student.
As she tried to remove her bra, Toda said,

"Don't take off your bra and panties…come on!"

His slightly graying beard trembled slightly.

As if deliberately trying to make him anxious, Yali slowly straightened her clothes before walking over and placing her right foot on the face of the man, who was filled with expectation and unease.

"Stomp harder."

As she pressed down, his high, straight nose seemed to flatten under her foot. At this moment, Toda let out a seemingly satisfied panting sound. And he stuck out his tongue to lick her heel. Because she felt ticklish, when she relaxed the pressure of her foot, Toda immediately said,

"Hurry up!"

Yali reflexively stomped her foot hard on his face.

"Oh, great..."

Yesterday after school, the headmaster called her over and asked her to visit Toda at the W Hotel in the valley. She had done something similar to prostitution a few times before at hotels in the city, targeting shop owners who donated to the church, so she wasn't too surprised. But when she actually saw Toda, his hair was neatly combed, he was wearing an expensive suit, and his elegant gentlemanly demeanor surprised Yali.

The gentleman who usually commanded hundreds of employees was now sticking out his tongue to lick her foot and making happy moans, which gave Yali a strange feeling.

I remember reading in a magazine that people in high positions experience more pressure and may exhibit perverse sexual behavior. This person is probably like that! At least it's certain that only special methods can arouse him.
There's a particularly soft part under the big toe; looking closely, I realized it's an eye. When the toes exert force, the eye slides left and right. This method seems to make Toda feel especially happy.

"Ah, so wonderful, Queen!... Please let me lick your toes." Excitedly, he hugged Ari's feet with both hands and began licking her toes.

Queen?... Ari felt a chill run down her spine in an instant.

Is this person crazy...? The way he licks his toes with his tongue sticking out and drooling doesn't seem normal, but the way he inserts his tongue between the toes gives Ari a peculiar feeling.

After licking all the toes on his face, Toda suddenly sat up and lay face down on the bed to lick his other foot. A trickle of blood flowed from his nose.

The feeling of having his toes licked wasn't bad. Yali let him lick her, but because Toda's attitude was so overly subservient and realistic, she felt a little sympathy for him.

It turned out this person also had a hard life; the master usually treated her like a slave, so enjoying the queenly atmosphere occasionally wasn't bad…

As Yali's playful mood arose, she suddenly felt a surge of joy and kicked Toda's stomach hard with her other leg.
"Oh…"

Toda's body was large; while not obese, he was still quite fleshy.

His large, curled-up body made a sound like a baby's, and if this was Toda's acting, it was indeed incredibly realistic.

Yali, who had never used violence against anyone before, felt she had gone a little too far, but if she showed sympathy like this, her previous acting would be wasted, especially since he was a slave and there was no need to hold back.
Yali seemed to be deliberately displaying her body as she stood straddling the face of the pained Toda. Toda's gaze was fixed on her crotch, and through the lace of her panties, one could vaguely see her lewd vulva and the surrounding pubic hair. This position, which would normally be embarrassing, didn't feel shame when she thought of it as acting. Yali found it amusing, stomping hard on Toda's cheek and saying fiercely, "You coward, I'm going to kick your testicles!"

Saying something she hadn't even expected surprised her; she was probably enjoying her acting!
Yali's reaction was one of amusement, while Toda's was even more exaggerated, trembling as if begging her to continue, making a terrified expression. Yali felt his silent urging, and without hesitation, she pulled away from Toda's face, inserting her right foot between his legs.

At first, Toda resisted somewhat. But he quickly relaxed his thighs, welcoming Yali's foot. Yali felt her sole touch a soft lump of flesh and immediately stomped down. At that moment, Toda let out excited moans and clung to her leg, begging for mercy.

This guy was really playing the role of a slave… Yali felt a mix of emotions.
But during that time, she clearly felt the hard lump under her foot quickly grow larger and harder.
Such a terrifying expansion… the energy filling Toda's groin, transmitted through her foot, also gave Yali a strange excitement.

"You're so long-winded!"

Yali, with a hint of desperation, slapped Toda hard across the face, feeling a surge of pleasure. She had never imagined violence could bring such pleasure before; Yali found herself incredibly excited.

After being slapped, Toda leaned back, revealing a high bulge in the center of his underwear. When Yali pulled down his underwear with her big toe, his erect penis was fully exposed.

"Hmph! What's this thing? Why is it so hard?"

She poked it with her foot, and the penis trembled, seemingly mocking her. Although not as large as the director's enormous penis, the black glow of its barrel showed it had accumulated a lot of experience.

"Queen..."

Toda suddenly grabbed Ari's legs and began licking her thighs.

"What are you doing, you old pervert!"

Ari suddenly felt an urge to bully him and kicked his chest hard. At this moment, even she couldn't tell if she was acting or serious. The pent-up anger from being bullied by the director seemed to be released in this opportunity.
Even as Toda fell to the ground from the kick, Ari trembled with excitement.

"Queen, forgive me... ah..."

Toda pleaded, holding his head in his hands. But inside, he must have been very excited. His erect penis throbbed incessantly, and when Ari saw this, she also felt a strong sense of arousal.

"Alright, I forgive you. But you can't do anything without my permission. Now, state your wish!"

"Let me lick the Queen's vulva!"

"You're still an honest slave. Alright, I agree. But I have one request: I need to pee. Let me pee on your face, and then you can do whatever you want with me."

Yali said this, surprised at herself for saying such a thing.

"Please, whether it's poop or pee, it's fine."

This was probably exactly what Toda wanted. He immediately took off his underwear and lay down excitedly.

"You're so cute, here's a reward for you!"

Yali sat down, grabbed his penis, and licked it with the tip of her tongue. Toda immediately exaggerated his pleasure. Yali then straddled Toda's face, pulled her black underwear up to her knees, and slowly squatted down.
Toda's eyes widened like a cat's, staring at Yali's increasingly approaching buttocks and vulva. The pubic hair wasn't very dark, which might have made the vulva look long. Overall, it was a soft, raised mound, and the flesh around the vulva curled inwards. As Yali squatted down forcefully, the curled petals parted to the left and right, revealing bright red small fleshy buds.

"It's starting."

With a cute voice, a small stream emerged from the middle of the small fleshy buds, touching Toda's face. At this moment, Toda's expression began to turn into ecstasy, and he even stuck out his tongue to lick the urine that had slipped to his lips.

(He's happily drinking my urine...) Yali's physiological liberation and the guilt of urinating on someone else with her urine gave her a feeling of breaking through an invisible barrier, causing a dizzying excitement.

When the stream stopped and became a few drops, Toda seemed unable to bear it any longer, licking the wet slit with his mouth.

"Ah...so comfortable. Lick it however you want."

Excited, Yali spread her legs wider, pressing her secret valley against Toda's face, burying Toda's nose in the dark pubic hair. She stuck out her tongue and frantically licked the cleft between the petals, which quickly became covered with saliva, gradually losing its tense strength.

"Ah...okay, okay..."

Yali was too exhausted to continue squatting, so she pushed Toda's head to the ground, placed one hand on her chest, and skillfully pulled down her panties from her left leg, straddling Toda's face.

"Ah...that's wonderful...Queen..."

Toda stuck out his tongue straight down, finding her secret entrance from directly below. He lifted his chin, still wet with urine, and his tongue twisted inside her. Yali's arousal intensified, and in pursuit of a more intense connection, she skillfully wiggled her hips to match Toda's tongue movements. He pushed aside her bra with both hands, playing with her breasts from below.

As the inner membranes and petals were constantly teased by his tongue, nectar quickly overflowed, trickling into Toda's mouth along with his tongue. Seeing this reaction from the woman's body, Toda's tongue curled up, finding the most sensitive clitoris in her secret cave, and continuously smearing the nectar from his mouth onto it.

"Ah..."

A melting sensation in her lower abdomen sent Yali into a frenzy of pleasure, moaning softly as she shook her head, her beautiful black hair flying. Toda's hand moved upwards along her body; Yali's own hands, which had been caressing her breasts, were now being pushed aside by Toda's hand, which grasped them.

"Right, push your tongue further in."

Yali deeply realized that the stimulation of taking the lead in sex was completely different from that of being passive, and that pleasure fascinated her.

Following the queen's command, Toda immediately curled his tongue into a rod shape and began to probe deeper into her secret cave.

Now, her secret cave was fully open, the two petals stretching out like wings, revealing the entrance to her womb. Each time he penetrated deeper, a large amount of fluid flowed out, filling Toda's mouth.

The rod-like attack of his tongue brought Yali's excitement to the brink of orgasm. Yali felt too weak to continue kneeling, her upper body slowly leaning back. She reached down and touched something hard and erect, using the penis for support as she rolled over onto Toda, assuming the 96 position.

The symbol of manhood was already dripping with premonition from the small groove at the base, yearning for something to envelop the hard glans. Yali pulled the penis, which insisted on lying in the dark bush, up and licked it with her tongue as if caressing the surface of a mushroom, leaving copious amounts of saliva on it.

In response to Ari's oral sex, Toda licked the wet opening more vigorously with his tongue, his tongue moving like a snake deeper into the hole. Ari was now in a state of ecstasy, releasing the glans from her mouth, arching her back and letting out a deep sigh, before lowering her head to formally admire the penis. She took the thick penis horizontally into her mouth and slowly licked it from bottom to top.

As she licked the tip of the penis, leaving the hard, pointed end in her mouth, she felt Toda's hands gripping her buttocks. As she tightened her lips and licked the edge under the glans with the tip of her tongue, Toda pushed open the crevice of her buttocks, his tongue penetrating even deeper. Ari's lust surged, and she immediately took the glans completely into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down with it.

The deep moans of the man and woman mingled with the obscene sounds of them greedily sucking each other's genitals, and Ari's black hair danced beautifully in the air.

Ari felt incredibly excited. Toda's tongue moved freely like a snake, making her feel as if every corner of her body was being licked, while the powerful pulsation of the penis in his mouth stimulated her feminine instincts, driving Ari almost to madness.

It didn't take long for her desire to quickly welcome the hot, pulsating thing. Ari's tongue licked the glans a few times, then she immediately lifted her upper body, simultaneously thrusting her buttocks to separate her secret opening from Toda's mouth.

In that instant, Toda raised his head, wanting to chase after the wet opening, but seeing Ari's buttocks moving forward, he seemed to understand her intention.

"Like when you urinate, squat down and don't move."

Ari followed Toda's instructions, squatting between his legs, aligning the tip of his penis with the opening of her secret opening.
At that moment, Toda's buttocks suddenly licked upwards, and his penis immediately pierced into the woman's flower. "
Ah..."

Ari lost her balance inside, almost falling forward, but immediately grabbed Toda's thighs to maintain her position. At this moment, Toda was only focused on thrusting upwards from below.

Flower bud felt intoxicated, and Yali clearly felt small, explosive sensations constantly occurring in the center of her waist. Now, all she knew was to pursue greater pleasure, with the penis inserted into her body as the center, her buttocks involuntarily began to rotate.

The part where the two were joined was already covered in nectar, the cleft extending to the edge of the pubic hair, fully revealing the happy little flesh. Yali didn't hesitate to reach out and play with her clitoris.

"Oh...so good..."

Toda suddenly cried out, lifting his upper body and hugging Yali from behind. Caught off guard, Yali couldn't support herself and fell onto Toda's lap. At this moment, a strong impact surged through her uterus, causing her whole body to tremble. Toda then passionately kissed Yali's neck, his hands playing with her breasts.

"Ah...so good..."

Yali knew she was approaching orgasm and began to spasm violently, naturally rubbing against the penis inside her. Toda embraced Ari from behind, playing with her breasts and writhing his hips. As Ari, sensually reaching her climax, wrapped her arms around Toda's neck, demanding a kiss. Taking advantage of this, he lay on his side on the bed, raising her right leg high and continuing to writhe.

Ari sucked hard on Toda's lips to express her pleasure, and Toda, with powerful thrusts, penetrated her from behind, simultaneously inserting his tongue into her mouth in return. Ari entwined her tongue with his own, making soft sucking sounds, saliva dripping to her ears, but she couldn't care less now.

Waves of climax crashed down like ocean currents. She felt like she was sinking into a quagmire, the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.

Toda possessed incredible stamina, continuing to thrust his penis relentlessly. It was hard to believe where he got the energy at his age. Each time his burning penis pierced her wet valley, Ari's raised right leg kicked wildly in the air as if she were having a fit.

The sensation from behind wasn't bad, but as the vortex of lust within Yali intensified, a desire arose to draw the symbol of the man's body into hers in a gesture of mutual embrace. She blurted out, "Please, let me be on the bottom."

Hearing this, Toda, who was engaged in thrusting, laid Yali on her back and pressed his genitals against hers again, immediately resuming his up-and-down movements. Yali wrapped her arms around Toda's back, simultaneously raising her legs and clamping them tightly around his waist. This position allowed their bodies to be intimately connected, bringing a sense of security, which she felt allowed her to fully immerse herself in pleasure.

This position intensified the man's movements; Toda's thrusts became deep and forceful, followed by a sharp pullback.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore. I'm going to die..."

Yali's head swayed from side to side, her nails digging into Toda's back. She felt as if a wooden stick was being inserted into her anus; the spasms had now spread from her waist throughout her body, rendering her unable to think clearly.
Hearing Toda's moans, Toda's hands tightly gripped Yali's head. The woman's secret cave tightly gripped the man's penis, bulging into a pink ring whenever Toda's buttocks retreated. Honey-like fluid, squeezed from the flesh, trickled down her anus. Ari, seeking deeper contact, actively twisted her hips. A

powerful orgasm surged upwards from her body, creating a contraction as if her entire flesh were turning outwards. Ari cried out, clinging tightly to Toda.

"Ah..."

"Oh..."

As Toda's body convulsed violently, the penis inserted into Ari's body suddenly ejaculated hot liquid from its tip.

*** *** *** ***

A week later, on Monday, Mihoko arrived at school, wearing a white top and blue trousers—a rather conservative outfit for her.

Tatsuya, upon first seeing her, felt she was a different person, radiating femininity. She seemed thinner, and her skin was more radiant than before. Yet, for someone recovering from illness, she showed no signs of weakness.

But Tatsuya noticed a certain shadow beneath her radiant beauty, a shadow that appeared in her eyes. Mihoko would avoid eye contact. She'd done this before, but never so blatantly.

The sensuality emanating from her body, and that shadow, was what made Mihoko seem like a completely different person.

What could have caused this change in her…? He couldn't believe it was just a cold. Tatsuya had been trying to talk to Mihoko since morning, but no opportunity arose until noon. He hurriedly finished his lunch and waited for Mihoko to finish the sandwich she'd brought. Something must have happened this week. Could she have a boyfriend?… Thinking this only made Tatsuya more anxious.

After Mihoko finished lunch, she left the staff room, and Tatsuya immediately followed. He'd wanted to talk to her in the hallway, but if she went to the restroom, they wouldn't have a long conversation, so he continued to follow.

Mihoko left the school building and continued walking towards the small classroom. Tatsuya seized the opportunity to catch up.
"Ms. Saijo, have you fully recovered?"

"What?...Oh."

Mihoko glanced at Tatsuya before immediately turning her head back.

"I was worried. Was it because you were hospitalized this time? You were going to stay at the apartment for so long

." He wanted to say he'd visit her at the apartment, but she wasn't there, but he swallowed the words.

"No, I've been recuperating at home."

(You're lying! I went, but you weren't there...) Tatsuya muttered to himself. He was now completely certain that Mihoko was hiding something.

"Really? It must be inconvenient for you to be alone."

Tatsuya felt a surge of desire to expose Mihoko's secret.

"This..."

"You've been sick for a week, but I'm relieved that you haven't changed."

Mihoko's expression changed slightly, which Tatsuya noticed perfectly.

"Because... the principal wanted to see me, so..."

Mihoko suddenly stopped, composed herself, nodded slightly, and immediately turned and ran away.

Since that's the case, I must expose her secret... Tatsuya told himself, watching Mihoko walk into the church.

On his way back to the school building, he saw Nakanishi among the many students sitting on the lawn sunbathing and called out his name loudly.

"Hey, Nakanishi. Come here for a moment."

Nakanishi walked over with his hands in his pockets, seemingly reluctant.

"Teacher, what's the matter?"

"I remember you like Ms. Saijo."

"I guess so." "

Ms. Saijo didn't seem to be doing well today. She hasn't been to school for almost a week. She said she's sick, but I have some doubts. So I want you to keep an eye on Ms. Saijo. If she does anything strange, let me know immediately.

" "Okay, I'll do this well. I also think Ms. Saijo is acting a little strange."

A sharp glint appeared in Nakanishi's eyes, a look never seen in the classroom.

"But you can't tell anyone about this."

"I know, this will be really fun..."

Mihoko becomes a sacrifice for foreigners

. Rob, preaching on American television. Johnson accepted an invitation from a Japanese religious group to visit Japan and also inspected Seito High School. Because Mihoko is an English teacher, the principal immediately assigned her to be an interpreter and tour guide, showing Rob around the school.

Rob was a towering figure she had to look up at; his thick eyebrows and prominent jaw gave him an intimidating air, but his demeanor was incredibly gentle. His deep blue eyes, in particular, seemed to draw people into an abyss, which Mihoko felt was the reason for his popularity among the believers.

Principal Uchimura seemed very pleased to have invited the renowned Rob to the school. It was said that he had met Rob through a friend during his visit to America and had been wanting to invite him ever since. The principal, speaking to Rob in broken English, seemed much more cheerful than usual. Rob, who seemed to listen attentively to him, also left a deep impression.

Although it was called an inspection, high schools generally don't have special facilities, so the observation period ended quickly. After the inspection, at the principal's request, Rob gave a one-hour lecture to the entire school, with Mihoko acting as translator. True to his reputation as a frequent television presenter, his humorous and witty remarks were outstanding, but for Mihoko, the translator, that hour was incredibly stressful.

That evening, the director invited Rob to a restaurant in Akasaka. The simple dishes might not be enough for the large Rob, and after a full kaiseki meal, seeing he was still hungry, the director ordered a beef hot pot for two, which he almost ate all by himself, displaying an astonishing appetite.

While Rob went to the restroom, the director came over and whispered in Mihoko's ear,

"I need to talk to Rob about donating to the school. There's a bed in the inner room; go change into your pajamas first, I'll be there in a bit."

Mihoko thought to herself, "It's starting." The director, who was happier than usual, wouldn't just let her go so easily. She was in a good mood after the delicious meal, but the thought of spending time with the annoying director made her feel gloomy.

"But, I have..."

"No buts, this is an order. You know the consequences of disobeying me!"
Seeing the director's expression immediately turn evil, Mihoko felt powerless to resist. Just then, Rob returned, saying he had to leave.

It seemed they had planned it beforehand; as she left the room, a middle-aged woman appeared and led her to the inner room. In the room, which was about eight tatami mats wide, double bedding was laid out side by side. "

I wonder when the director will finally let me go..."

Thinking about this made Mihoko feel depressed, but on the other hand, it was also true that there was an indescribable, intense connection between her and the director, who had witnessed her urinating.

Could it be that there was another part of her inside her who wanted to be played with by a man...? She had had this thought at least once or twice in the past two or three days. But whenever this thought arose, a strong rebellious thought also arose: "I'm not married yet, how can I be the director's toy?"

Even so, she couldn't think of a good way to get rid of the director and gain her freedom. The simplest way was to resign from the school. But the director said he would distribute the photos, and his words didn't seem like mere threats. At least for now, she couldn't make things too bad.

Changing into her pajamas, feeling restless and sleepy, she turned off the room lights, leaving only a small lamp on, and snuggled into bed. Half an hour had passed since she came to this room, and there was still no sign of the director.

Suddenly, Mihoko felt a hand touch her shoulder and woke up, sensing movement behind her. "
It must be the director…."

Mihoko pretended to be asleep, thinking that sleeping would prevent her from being disturbed.
But she immediately realized how naive that was, because a hand slipped inside her nightgown's neckline and began to caress her breast.

Mihoko felt something was off; the hand's movement was different from usual, and while the director's hand couldn't usually grasp her entire breast, this one felt completely inside.

She felt hot breath on her neck, along with a strong smell of alcohol—they'd probably drunk a lot again.

That's probably why she felt something different earlier…

Thinking this, she inadvertently touched the arm that was grasping her breast and was startled, because it had long, bear-like fur.

This wasn't the director… Mihoko reflexively pulled away the hand caressing her breast and turned to face the person.
"Ah, you are…."

It was Rob lying there. Johnson, completely naked, his repulsive penis erect like a tree between his hairy thighs.

"Hey, Mihoko, what's going on?"

Rob sat up, spreading his hands.

He's asking me what's going on? That's what I'm going to say…

"Why are you here?"

"Why? Didn't you hear what Uchimura said?"

"No…"

Rob's meaning was clear: he implied that the school principal, Uchimura, had given Mihoko a night, and it must be a reward for something. But Mihoko knew nothing about it.

Mihoko earnestly explained that she knew nothing and hoped Rob would just go back. But Rob not only didn't go back, he also swung his enormous penis towards Mihoko.

"No, don't come any closer!"

Mihoko broke out in a sweat, pulling her nightgown collar tighter and slowly backing away. She should have slept closer to the door if she'd known this would happen, but it was too late. "

I'm very satisfied with you, I'll be very gentle, just listen to me..." Rob said quickly in English. "

I don't want to be played with like this by you..." Being played with by the director and then forced to act like a prostitute was unbearable. She had her pride too...

Because Mihoko maintained her desire to escape, Rob seemed impatient, grabbing her arm and trying to pull her away forcefully.

"No! Don't do this!"

Mihoko cleverly twisted her body, avoiding Rob's embrace. But Rob immediately reached out his large arm, grabbed the collar of her nightgown, and pulled her back forcefully. Mihoko lost her balance and lay supine on the tatami, her hands struggling in the air.

Rob seized the opportunity to pull open the collar of her nightgown, revealing her beautiful, full breasts, her pink nipples trembling.

"Oh! It's beautiful!"

Rob's prominent, ugly Adam's apple moved downwards.

No, no... Mihoko desperately tried to push away the huge hands that wanted to grab her breasts, scrambling to her feet to escape. The hem of her nightgown lifted, revealing her snow-white thighs, but Mihoko didn't care about that anymore.

However, for the big Rob, grabbing Mihoko's shoulders to control her movements, his other hand coiled around her body like a snake.

"Don't do this, I really love you, come back!"

Rob seemed to be getting agitated as well, his breathing becoming quite rapid. And the hand grabbing her breasts felt as big as a shovel to Mihoko.

Doing this and still saying "I love you"...

Mihoko was furious, desperately elbowing Rob in the lower abdomen. Although Rob wasn't fat, his abdominal muscles were as hard as steel, and it had no effect. At this moment, she was completely held in his arms, feeling a sticky tongue crawling on her neck.

"Rob, stop! Aren't you a clergyman?"

Mihoko thought appealing to the clergy's pride might have some effect, but Rob remained unmoved. His hand, which had been around her waist, slipped between her legs.

Ah, he couldn't touch her there… When she changed into her pajamas, she hadn't worn underwear since she knew she'd have to take them off anyway.
Mihoko desperately tried to stop Rob's hands, but she was no match for his strength. Her naked body was completely under Rob's control.

His large fingers began to probe and grope her delicate opening.

No! Let me go! Mihoko screamed desperately, struggling with all her might.

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