Hidden behind the door (1) *
Crazy. Yes. That was the right word. What I was planning was something most people could only see in fiction. It was an extremely risky endeavor that if executed in the real world, would only go unnoticed by the most oblivious.
But well, backing out after approaching her for it was already out of the table.
Furthermore, the woman in front of me wasn't really that averse to it.
With Kazuha-nee calling it out, a sense of trepidation immediately hung on her face. Yet, the way her eyes moved from my face down to my length which was still wet from her saliva was a clear sign that she was considering it.
A few seconds later, I felt her fingers sensually wrapping around my cock as she gave it a tight squeeze before pulling me a step closer to her.
“Can I cut this off if we get caught?” She asked with a smirk.
“You can do anything, Kazuha-nee, except that. How can I pleasure you again without it?” I responded with matching playfulness that hit her like a whiplash.