Little adventure 3.3 (Pixiv Fanbox)

*Little adventure 3.2

They were walking for the next place after organizing their bags.

Secilia : Sei, Aren't you thirsty? It's hot, so let's rehydrate.

Seima : Thank you, onee-chan!

Mas : …

Still, Mars was walking behind them; but his steps seemed more relaxed than before.

He could hear their conversation well, unlike he used to.

Yes, Mas's mind has a little leeway.

Why? The answer is 'adaptation.'

Until now, all the means she had seduced him were related to the lower body.

Although he made the mistake of spilling a drop of semen without external stimulation, he endured all the trials so far.

That's why he now has achieved the result of putting up with the erection even when he sees her walking behind her.

At this pace, Mas giggled, thinking this ordeal was no big deal.

He was proud of his genitals for not having an erection when he saw his lower body.

Mas : (My junior, we can't wait for raw sex!)

Secilia walked to such Mas.

Secilia : Mas, do you need it?

Mas : You mean water? Yeah, I want to drink it, too!

Mas raised his head...

Secilia : Do you need it?

His laughter disappeared and froze.

She shaped the rings with her hands, moved back and forth, and opened her mouth to appeal the movement of her mouth and tongue. It looked very wet and warm.

It's Mas' favorite hand gesture and it's what he taught Secilia in the past.

But she didn't quite understand the meaning of this gesture. It was just a perception that it was a behavior that Mas liked. Therefore, she never actively did this and only did it when Mars asked for it.

But now she made this gesture herself. It was a critical hit for Mas.

But that wasn't the only thing.

She unbuttoned her shirt and showed him one of her breast. It was pretty shaped by gravity. Her breast shook beautifully every time she waved.

Mas had not seen her bare breast since the appointment.

In other words, Couldn't get used to it yet, and needed time

But her ordeal doesn't wait for it.

Mas : …

His pants had risen as if affirming Secilia's question, and the front was slightly wet.

It seemed as if he was pleading, 'I need it'.

she was no less than a natural enemy of sexual desire.