Aino in the Bath
Aino, almost naked and wearing only a bath towel, is hugging Toru tightly from behind.
She whispered a devilishly charming suggestion to Toru, telling him that he could touch her b*****s.
“You can do what you want, Renjo-kun. That’s what I want.”
Aino said so sweetly.
Toru was impatient.
If he continued like this, he would be swayed by Aino. Once he heard the suggestion and touched her b*****s, he would be going as far as he could go.
They were both almost naked.
He imagines Aino in her school uniform, with a big belly, smiling bewitchingly, “It’s Toru-kun’s child…”
Toru felt a dizzying sensation.
There is no way that can happen.
(Also ……)
Aino wants Toru to do that to her. Aino is open to having her b*****s touched, or even more embarrassing things done to her.
And Toru, as he told Aino, is a healthy and stupid high school boy.
Toru would be lying if he said he didn’t want to do such things with a pretty girl like Aino.
The surrounding circumstances also acknowledge this. Because Toru and Aino are fiancées.
(If I just touch her b*****s, it might be okay…..)
It was Aino who caused it, and since Aino said it was okay to do so, there was no need to hold anything back.
“Um, can I really?”
“Yes, …… if Renjo-kun wants.”
Aino gently moved away from Toru’s back. Then, Toru spun around in the bathtub and turned around to look at Aino.
In the bathtub, Aino was staring at Toru with a red face.
The towel that had absorbed the water was tightly attached to her body, revealing the lines of her body.
Her golden, flowing hair hung over her body in a sensational way.
In addition, the bath towel did not cover all of her large b*****s, and the cleavage of her b*****s seemed to invite Toru to glimpse at them.
Aino chuckled.
“Renjo-kun’s eyes on my b*****s …… ecchi.”
“You’re the one who made me like that, Luthi.”
“Yes, …… you’re right.”
Aino took a deep breath, as if she was nervous. Aino’s chest rose and fell with the motion, shaking lightly.
Toru was thrown off.
He was going to touch those b*****s.
(How did this happen ……? Isn’t there a problem with this ……?)
The reasoning in Toru’s head asked that question, but it made little sense anymore.
In the bathtub, Aino put her hands on her b*****s and then pushed them upwards.
Aino’s b*****s changed shape in a suggestive way.
“Well, please … Renjo-kun. You can do whatever you want to me, okay?”
“Uh…um………”
I gently touch Aino’s b*****s with both hands over the towel.
“Hiya!”
Aino shuddered and let out a high-pitched cry.
Her large b*****s were soft and comfortable.
When I lightly pressed my fingers, they sank into her well textured b*****s.
Aino made an embarrassed “mmm” sound.
“Does …… feel good to you, Renjo?”
“Umm, yes …….”
Aino was right, the first time he touched a girl’s b*****s blew Toru’s reasoning out of the water.
He almost forgot about his own helplessness, his sense of responsibility towards Aino, and his desire to protect her.
But would that be enough?
Such thoughts flashed through Toru’s mind for a moment, but the small protruding texture of Aino’s chest made them disappear.
Even from the top of the towel, he could clearly see them.
“Re, Renjo-kun ……, you can’t poke me there.”
I felt as if I could hear Aino’s beautiful voice somewhere in the distance.
What if he touched her directly …… instead of on the towel?
Toru gently put his hand on Aino’s towel, and Aino let out a small sweet exhale, “Ah.”
