Is this some kind of protagonist family buff? Deliberately thinking unnecessary thoughts, her lost gaze glanced at his slightly flushed eyes behind his glasses, secretly observing how they turned bright red again from embarrassment. Perhaps because they were in a bright place, and in such a clear-headed state, the man’s redness seemed to newly infect her white face.

Seeing her characteristically indifferent face flush, Edgar hesitated momentarily, then taking her clear purple eyes rolling and meeting his as a signal, he suddenly embraced Shasha like he couldn’t bear it anymore.

“Shasha.”

The name of his long-time crush was called with a passion matching those years.

He entwined his fingers in the hair he had carefully washed and urgently pressed his lips against hers. His rude tongue quickly invaded her mouth, not missing the gap that opened in surprise.

The buttons and ribbons around her lower back were half loosened and half torn apart by Edgar’s hands. She had thought his rough handling was due to alcohol, but it seemed it was just an expression of his overwhelming emotions as his tongue violently probed her palate.

Their sealed lips made wet sounds as they separated and joined several times. Clothes removed by another’s hands rolled on the floor. His hands roughly caressed her thighs repeatedly after tearing through her stockings, and beyond that, he removed her plain garter belt and underwear as well.

His downcast eyes behind his glasses looked down at Shasha quite seductively. He couldn’t resist tormentingly sucking her small tongue that had slipped out from breathlessness several times before separating with a wet sound. His uninhibited hands had long since crept to her inner thighs. His overlapping fingers tapped her p*ssy, gauging the split that already had something viscous forming on it.

“Ah……”

“Even while thinking I shouldn’t, I end up acting selfishly.”

His voice, coated with affection, resonated in the wet space.

Since Shasha always treated him like a young master, Edgar newly added, with a whining tone, that perhaps this was selfish behavior befitting that role.

Before she knew it, Edgar was sitting on the edge of the wide bathtub with her on top of him. They faced a large mirror in front. He naturally made Shasha lean back against him and spread her white legs.

Edgar frowned at the sight of her p*ssy that immediately moistened and contracted at the gaze coming through the mirror, brought his lips to her ear.

“Give me permission, Shasha.”

A sticky voice whispered to her. To act selfishly under the leash you hold.

When Shasha turned her head away from the gaze in the mirror, Edgar froze in an instant.

Feeling this, Shasha, with a feeling like she would die of embarrassment, pulled down the neck of the man who had stopped. As her tilted head moved in a charging motion, her lips collided with Edgar’s chin with a dull, clumsy sound.

“If you’re going to act selfishly, don’t ask, ……just act selfishly all the way.”

It was just saying, what permission do you need at this point?

Finding it difficult to look at his dumbfounded face, she turned her head to the opposite side again. She could feel the body touching hers trembling.

“Yes. Thank you for giving me permission, Shasha.”

A voice containing laughter was heard. Edgar was truly selfish like a young master. Kneading her body like it were his own, then suddenly becoming sullen…… Shasha closed her slightly open eyes at the lips that came together again. Sticky hands grabbed her br*asts.

The fingers touching her n*pples lewdly traced them. Hearing the impatient sound of swallowing saliva from right behind her, Shasha’s throat also bobbed.

His frenzied behavior was excessive. Due to him twisting the tip he had been rolling, a moan involuntarily escaped from deep in her throat. Edgar, hearing that restrained sound, seemed to want to tease her more, immediately removing his hand and gently kneading the opposite br*ast.

If that had been his intention, it worked extremely effectively. She yearned for the place that had been frantically sucked in his mouth and rubbed by his hardened c*ck to be merely gently touched.

While subtly touching his er*ect c*ck to her thigh, Edgar’s touch suddenly became slow and gentle, with newfound composure, which left her wanting more.

“Ah…!”

Then, targeting a moment of carelessness, his short nails scratched her n*pple.

Her small body trembled at the sensation that felt more electrifying than the sweet, languid stimulation. Having discovered her weakness, Edgar readjusted his grip on her trembling body and began to earnestly indulge in Shasha. Waiting for the stimulation she had tasted, or perhaps because it had been thoroughly tormented yesterday, his hot hand touched her already swollen cl*toris while his middle finger shallowly poked her hole. All the while, he muttered curses he wasn’t good at under his breath.

The damp p*ssy, instinctively trying to get closer to his hand, twitched finely, which the man felt vividly on the surface of his hand. His patience quickly hit rock bottom as she shook her hips in quite an adorable manner, begging to be penetrated, whether she knew it herself or not, but nevertheless, Edgar carefully caressed the thoroughly wet place.

“If you touch just there too much…… stop, again, ah……”

“You don’t have to hold back.”

A gentle tone contrasting with the hand mercilessly grinding her cl*toris resonated in her ear. The sensitive flesh being rolled out of its hood shamelessly expanded under his fingerprints.

“Do you like it here?”

Her spine chilled at his original bass voice coming out in a whisper, hoarse with excitement.

“It’s gotten so big……”

When she opened her eyes, the mirror clearly reflected the female body with legs spread carelessly on top of the man sitting in the bathroom. She could see his dark red c*ck pointing upward occasionally twitching and poking at her hole, and the man’s thick fingers rapidly rubbing her wet protrusion.

As he said, her cl*t was visibly er*ect, protruding from its hood.

It was pinched. Even until the moment his fingers slipped away due to the slickness, it was stimulating.

“Ah…!”

When pinched again, her waist jumped. Her hole, soaked in love juices, twitched in the mirror. Avoiding the visual stimulation of seeing herself squeezing the c*ck touching her, she tightly closed her eyes again, but the stimulation became even clearer, making it impossible to distinguish whether it was cold or hot.

All the nerves in every part of her body touching Edgar stood on end, causing her body to convulse on its own. Soon that sensation pooled at her toes. Just a little more……

“Ah, ah…!”

Before she knew it, her waist was slightly lifted. Shamelessly, in a begging motion, Shasha shook her waist with her er*ect cl*t fully exposed between her spread legs.

Just as she was about to reach some peak, Edgar’s hand fell away. Soon the man’s hand lightly slapped her wet p*ssy.

“Mmm…… wait…… ah!”

Slap slap slap. Her waist trembled in surprise at the new stimulation, but it wasn’t enough. If he had continued without stopping and slapped her cl*t several times, or if he had rapidly sucked her pleasure point like yesterday, it seemed like it would work.

Or if not that, if he mercilessly poked her itchy inside with either his fingers or his c*ck.

It seemed like just a little more would do it.

Edgar laughed at her request that came out like a thin sigh.

“As much as you want, if that’s what you want.”

What did she want? Despite the stimulation being so intense that she was gasping for breath, something was lacking.

Telling him to stop and then complaining that it wasn’t enough when he actually stopped was all that Shasha could do now.

More precisely, she knew that what would end this deficiency she couldn’t control was greater stimulation. It was a sweet pain that she could only escape once all the pooled itchiness exploded.

A face that came between her armpits bit the tip of her br*ast. His tongue licked her n*pple, and his Adam’s apple moved several times with a wet sound as if swallowing something.

Only after sucking it to satisfaction did the man drop his mouth with a wet sound, and soon, not satisfied with that alone, he licked her nape. Her lower abdomen tightened intensely and her hole twitched on its own at his roughness that insisted on what he wanted despite acting so desperately.

“Since we’re in the bathroom anyway. It’s okay, Shasha.”

“It’s, not, o…kay…… hic.”

He smiled, squinting his eyes.

“I told you not to hold back……”

Seeing her helplessly squirting juices because of him was an image he had imagined countless times already. Naturally, it excited him to the point where his head felt like it would explode.

Though he couldn’t help his greed, as he repeatedly said, he wanted her not to hold back.

From the beginning, even when he was greedily sucking her p*ssy, he ignored her pleas to stop several times and ultimately got what he wanted while pretending to be affectionate. And apparently forgetting that behavior, Edgar kissed her ear several times.

The other hand that had been holding and spreading her thighs moved to the hand gently rolling her cl*toris and firmly pressed the area where she felt the urge.

With blatant intention, measuring her response, he did this several times, then poised to apply more pressure, he shook it like he were about to burst a water balloon.

Shasha also knew from yesterday’s experience that what she wanted to release now wasn’t urine. Nevertheless, anxiety about what if, and human shame raised their heads.

Edgar acted like a street thug rather than a young master of a noble family. Repeatedly saying it was okay. Generously suggesting it would be fine even if what she released wasn’t ej*culate from excitement.