Poppy
Star
- Joined
- Sep 5, 2017
Makoto wanted to yell her disagreement with Akira’s assessment, but he was right. There was something as of late that had simply started to come over her. Even if she did have an exhibitionist kink, she never would have acted upon it. After all, what if someone caught sight of her? And her pictures made it online? Then people would know that the ice queen prosecutor Sae had an immoral slut for a sister. But a nagging thought at the back of her mind inquired if that was really such a bad thing after all.
“Nnnnn…” The studious girl bit her lower lip as he groped her ample bottom, doing her best to keep from doing any further reckless actions. Even Akira’s breath caressing her ear was driving her wild. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to get a hold of herself and tell him off. But, all of her willpower was lost when he tilted her chin up and sealed his lips against hers. Makoto was fairly sure that she saw fireworks explode behind her closed eyes, returning the kiss much more eagerly than she anticipated.
She pulled away, a flush bright on her cheeks. “I-I….well. My anatomy classes could perhaps use some hands on studying sessions.” The brunette girl cringed at how corny it sounded. Honestly, it didn’t sound so bad in her head. She could hear a man chuckle nearby, flicking her eyes over to see what was so funny. It was a businessman with a good view of Akira’s hand under her skirt and getting a handful of her bottom. She turned her head quickly, not wanting her face seen by the voyeur.
“Some creep is already watching…” Makoto didn’t sound upset, however. Her voice sounded excited instead. Little did she know that Futaba was watching the whole thing.
“Nothing wrong with train foreplay.” Futaba seemed to be on board for giving Makoto some enjoyment before getting to her house.
“Nnnnn…” The studious girl bit her lower lip as he groped her ample bottom, doing her best to keep from doing any further reckless actions. Even Akira’s breath caressing her ear was driving her wild. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to get a hold of herself and tell him off. But, all of her willpower was lost when he tilted her chin up and sealed his lips against hers. Makoto was fairly sure that she saw fireworks explode behind her closed eyes, returning the kiss much more eagerly than she anticipated.
She pulled away, a flush bright on her cheeks. “I-I….well. My anatomy classes could perhaps use some hands on studying sessions.” The brunette girl cringed at how corny it sounded. Honestly, it didn’t sound so bad in her head. She could hear a man chuckle nearby, flicking her eyes over to see what was so funny. It was a businessman with a good view of Akira’s hand under her skirt and getting a handful of her bottom. She turned her head quickly, not wanting her face seen by the voyeur.
“Some creep is already watching…” Makoto didn’t sound upset, however. Her voice sounded excited instead. Little did she know that Futaba was watching the whole thing.
“Nothing wrong with train foreplay.” Futaba seemed to be on board for giving Makoto some enjoyment before getting to her house.