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After that, neither of them had time to talk. Their tongues and lips were used as condiments for intercourse, entwining intensely. Masha, already collapsed weakly on the table, didn't notice her finger pressing the "next" button.
So the photos on the phone turned one page after another, all showing two kids tangled together.
A blonde loli and an ugly boy spread their legs, genitals pressed together, staring intently beyond the phone screen at their future selves, fucked until their eyes rolled back, heads thrown back. Snow-white shoulders and collarbones were exposed, along with perfectly shaped breasts resembling milk melons.
"Is this... really okay? Hirano-kun, should I help you instead?"
"Cut it out, you came to find me yourself. If you don't want to do it, go back and do it yourself!"
"Uh, I can't lick it. Alya's at home, so I can only secretly hide under the covers to touch myself. It's no comfort compared to Hirano-kun licking me... Ah! We promised to watch AV videos together! You're secretly filming me again!"
"I-I'm not filming secretly! We agreed on payment! Each time you do it, you get an extra photo!"
Click. This time little Masha's hands were both touching her clit; she didn't manage to cover her face, so she and the stroking small Hirano were both caught by the flash.
Next photo.
Her butt and pussy filled half the screen. The slender legs, shaped like an eight, extended out of the frame. The pink twin holes looked especially shy, opened due to the posture, revealing untouched, tender inner walls. At the top of the screen, only skinny shoulders appeared, blonde hair falling down like a gorgeous veil.
The little girl hadn't realized yet, but when Masha saw this scene, seeing her still-virgin self, she felt a shiver all over. Her pussy instinctively clamped down, making Hirano gasp sharply, signaling the onset of climax.
"Ugh, ugh... the taste is so strange. Hirano-kun, does this really feel good to you?"
"Hmm... barely. Lick the glans with your tongue... just the tip, lick it like I do to you."
"Uh, last time when you helped me with your hand, you really enjoyed it, and we could even kiss... Slurp, why does it have to be my mouth..."
"Cut, cut the nonsense! I lick you, can't you lick me? If you don't want to…"
"… just go back~ Sigh Hirano-kun, if you want to take pictures of me just say so, I don't mind now~"
"Th-that's not true!"
Saying that, little Hirano still pressed the shutter, snapping Masha's lower body on her face, taking revenge for last time when little Masha didn't allow photos and nearly broke his little cock by being too rough.
Next photo.
The girl was crouched frog-like, fingers spreading open her pussy. The background was a secret base; you could only see the upward smile on the lower half of her face and her short golden hair. The ugly boy behind looked nervous, hiding behind that flawless body, fingers disappearing behind the girl's butt.
Just looking at Masha made one feel a tingle in the backdoor, almost thinking it was an illusion caused by rough intercourse. Later, it was found out Hirano quietly slipped a finger into her anus, causing waves of pleasure, making her laugh and cry helplessly.
"Eggplant~ Look, this photo is so good, pretty and clear."
"... So you don't want me to take pictures of you or send them to others. Is it because you think I don't take good photos? Look, you didn't capture the whole face, what's good about it?"
"Composition! The main thing is the composition, understand? Ah... don't just poke me when you can't argue, asshole (Russian), what's that word again? Anyway, no!"
"Last time when we tried 69, weren't you very happy? You came quickly and held me tight so I couldn't get away, peeing all over me."
"I didn't say it was uncomfortable... Ah! But using the back always feels weird..."
"But doing it from the back isn't just something mom and dad can do anymore, right? I heard it feels as good as from the front. Don't you want me inside?"
"… Then you have to be gentler too, dad of the kid."
While teasing each other, little Hirano wanted to delete this photo and retake it. However, the other hand wasn't synchronized and pushed in a few more inches. Little Masha squirted the next second and trembled as she collapsed. Startled, little Hirano hurried to catch her, forgetting to delete the photo. There were only this many pictures. The future Hirano Satoshi didn't know if he'd ever meet that angelic girl again, and didn't want to delete them.
Next photo.
Little Masha, wearing a tank top and short skirt with a hat, smiled brightly, squinting one eye, making a V sign. The picture was lively and bright; she was sweating all over with the secret base at noon behind her, hiding in the shadow of the climbing frame. Little Hirano was pushed out of most of the frame; only his mouth remained, licking a dry nipple stiff through the soaked tank top. The short skirt was lifted by the erect cock, and Masha sat in little Hirano's lap, her lower belly pressed tightly against the penis.
Masha's eyes were already starting to blur. It was always like this, her tears flowing when she was fucked to the peak, looking pitiful, as if raped, but she actually enjoyed it, just like her personality that appeared gentle but was actually lewd. She couldn't see the photo clearly; her mind scattered from pleasure, but she noticed two inconspicuous dots in the upper right corner.
"Big brother, are you still waiting for Masha?" The little black-haired girl shook the hand of the disappointed big boy, biting her lip while asking reluctantly. "Don't think about her anymore. Didn't mom and dad say Masha will move away soon and won't come back here? No matter how long you wait…"
"I-I just want to…" Masaichi clenched his fists and then weakly opened them. "I feel like she will come back to see me once more, to say goodbye…"
"She won't come back. Come with me~ Let's go~ Hoo, ee—let's—go—!"
Although the sickly little sister didn't have much strength, Masaichi still followed her absentmindedly. Not far away behind the climbing frame, the person he was waiting for was sitting warmly in another boy's lap, passionately kissing and stroking his cock.
"Slurp, slurp... Gu, Masaichi came a few times. Aren't you going to see him... Gu... slurp, slurp..."
"Mm~ Mm~ Haah, haah... Don't mind him, Hirano-kun doesn't want me to accompany you... Uh, the first time doing it outside in the daytime is still too... Sob sob sob~ Too comfortable~ I want, want Hirano-kun to fuck me from behind... Gu, am I not enough alone? Or do you want, like last time, to bring Yuki— Ugh ugh ugh sob sob~"
"... Don't mind him. Masha, I want to go in."
"That's right. Hehe, this is the first time you called me Masha. Here~ Let's take a photo to remember."
"W-wait, when did you take it... Wah! Don't just sit on me!"
"Eggplant~"
This was the first and last time little Masha hugged him actively and took a photo. Every time little Hirano looked at this photo, it didn't feel the same tightness as the others. He only remembered that day the sun was shining bright, Masha's lips were sweet, her body soft and hot, narrow and tight inside.
Next photo.
At the secret base late at night, the girl's body was covered in bruises, as if bitten by someone. Tears stained the corner of her eyes, but her smile was pure and cheerful, completely different from her flushed little face. In the hands of the fierce and sharp-eyed little Hirano, her arms were bent backward, her belly bulged in a grotesque cock shape, her pussy was violently spread open, bleeding bright blood that contrasted sharply with her pale skin, glaring scarlet.
Masha tilted her head back, eyes rolling white, expression lewd; all softness and tenderness were torn apart, revealing unmasked pleasure and seduction.
"Oh~ oh~ again~ again, husband~ shoot again!"
"Stop, stop it, Masha… Masha! You're leaving tomorrow! Suddenly pulling me out, suddenly sitting on me with your pussy, if you don't go back now, it will…"
"Once more, once more, please. Gu~ not the back, the front pussy… so good, even though it's husband Hirano, Lord Hirano taught me how to make love, I really learned well, learned the language for sex, practiced positions and skills… we're almost apart, can't we have just one more time?"
"… Once more, then you'll go back?"
"Mm… and still call me Masha wife~"
"Masha wife~ that's enough."
"Hehe, then please, husband Hirano, fuck me once more~"
"Alright then, sigh… wait! No, someone's coming!"
"Ah, that should be…"
"—!"
"You're here," the little blonde angel looked up with a pure, flawless smile. "Could you please help me… take a photo with my husband?"
Trembling, she took out her phone nervously and raised it. The flash lit up, capturing the dodging little Hirano and the lewd little Masha.
Next...
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh I'm coming, I'm coming, husband's cock is the best oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!"
The brown-haired Madonna threw her head back, joyful tears and excited fluids spraying, soaking the ground. Her snow-white skin was quickly covered with pink blush, showing an unprecedentedly lustful posture. The cock surged powerfully inside the tight hole, hot cum flooding into the womb. She couldn't help but sing a high-pitched lewd hymn, praising this gift of creation.
After a while, she gradually relaxed, was gently caught by Hirano Satoshi, and turned around.
"So happy, huh? My little Masha." Hirano shook his head, removing her last piece of clothing, leaving only black stockings on her legs. "The days ahead are long; you'll be fucked by me over and over."
"Hah, hah, is that so…"
The girl's lifeless eyes gathered a bit, staring at the figure who taught her what pleasure was. Brown hair messy, nipples erect, snow-white body like a gift from heaven, plump and sexy figure, her lower belly and waist chubby and soft, feeling perfect to hold.Two long legs wrapped in black over-the-knee socks instinctively folded, covering the small opening flowing with semen and arousal fluid. In the interplay of sunlight and shadows, this angelic girl seemed like a broken-winged creature, filled with an indescribable allure, as if born to seduce men and nurture life.
"That's really... great..."
The foot wrapped in black silk pressed against Hirano's leg, slowly moving upwards, stepping on the slightly raised shaft. The girl smiled blissfully, full of sexiness and charm.
"One more time, hubby."
"Class is about to start soon. It won't be easy to explain if your clothes get dirty." Hirano gathered Masha's clothes and placed them on a nearby chair, but when it came to the black silk on her long legs, he gathered all his courage yet shook his head, abandoning the idea of taking them off. "The socks... should be fine. One more time, then we go back?"
"Ah, ah, wearing socks stained with hubby's semen... that's great too. Hehe." Her fingers slid between her legs, gathering some fluid, tracing a line from her lower belly to her breasts, leaving behind a gradually transparent white streak, before sucking it into her mouth, enjoying the clean-up. The fully unleashed Masha then added the second part. "Also, call me wife Marsha."
"Alright, wife Marsha... seems like I have to silence you, otherwise we'll attract others."
Hirano also undressed, gradually pressing down onto the body of the joyful, lustful girl. In the activity room, the sound of fabric rubbing against skin, the panting of men and women, sticky wet sounds, the collision of bodies... gradually woven into a symphony that no one listened to.
Not far away, Masha's phone was still lit, displaying the last photo.
On the screen, a blonde girl was naked, with a mischievous expression, stepping on the shaft beneath her. Despite being fully naked and covered with marks left by intercourse, she appeared proud, stepping on the penis triumphantly, as if she had won the final victory, completely disregarding the bloodstains and sticky milky fluid still on her thighs leftover from wiping. Her plump calves and the shaking glans oozing juice looked especially clear in focus.
However... this only occupied half of the picture. This photo had another half.
In the other half of the frame was another plump foot. Following the leg upwards, there was a smaller, more pitiful girl, teary-eyed and full of disgust, as if that shaft was her lifelong enemy, pressing down harshly. Yet her expression betrayed some guilt, forcing her to hold the blonde girl's hand to just barely stand steady. Her other hand was clenched tightly, full of a defensive stance.
In the out-of-focus background, only a head of dreamy silver hair stood out clearly.
And... between her legs, more distinct bloodstains compared to the other girl.
"Hmm..."
Masha's hand was slapped down from below by Satoshi Hirano, pressing it firmly on the table. Her unabashedly huge breasts were displayed before him. He lowered his head, tasting these overdeveloped ripe cakes, reentering the girl's delicate body. Masha leaned back again, letting out an enticing moan.
At that moment, the phone was flung far away. After a while, the screen finally darkened and turned completely black.