Pleasure *

With her mind focused on the task, Eimi never faltered at being daring like most of my girls in their first time doing that for me. Gripping my length with both hands, she carefully stuffed it in her mouth, her tongue skillfully dancing on its surface as she sucked it as gently as possible. Most likely, she’s finding it quite difficult to push it deeper in her mouth.

But that’s fine. The way she was doing it was more than enough for me. Everyone, even Kazuha-nee, couldn’t do it perfectly. My guidance was also just allowing them to draw their limit on what they could take and work from there.

Eimi’s movements were deliberate and unhurried. Furthermore, she’s not going at it blindly. At certain points, our eyes would intermittently lock and a smile would grace her lips upon detecting the pleasure mirrored on my face. That was fuel to boost her enthusiasm and seconds later, she’d visibly improve.