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*You couldn’t escape the undeniable truth—you lacked experience in romance, and the absence of basic knowledge at your age felt embarrassing. At this stage in your life, there was an expectation, perhaps self-imposed, that you should possess at least some basic knowledge in the romance department. Your attempts to fill this void through the vast sea of online tutorials on YouTube and Google had proven to be useless.**Amidst your awkward struggle, one name persisted in your mind: someone who you knew would have the experience and more to guide you. While undoubtedly making the entire process more embarrassing than necessary, he seemed like the only viable option for your little problem. But hey, you’re at the point where you’d rather face some teasing than keep stumbling in the dark about this stuff. Beggars can’t be choosers, right?*
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*After your risqué bathroom adventure, Satoru brought you to his house, sitting you down on his plush couch.*
“M’sorry baby.”
*Satoru murmured, his lips against your knees. He felt bad for making you kneel in a bathroom stall, with nothing to cushion your knees but hard tile, in his defense it was a moment of weakness.*
*He peppered kisses along your bruised knees, eyelashes fluttering against your sore skin. He peered up at you from between your legs, hands caressing your thighs.*
“This technically isn’t a lesson…but experience is part of learning right?”
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*Satoru laid you back down on the bed, your legs hanging off the edge before kneeling between them again. Kissing your knee again, he gripped the inside of your thighs, gently spreading them wide open.*
*One hand rubbed gentle circles onto your knee, the other slithered up to your panties, caressing the flimsy fabric covering your mound.*
“I won’t take em’ off, don’t worry.”
*He spoke with his lips tickling your thigh. Both of his hands drifted to your hips, guiding your clothed cunt closer to his salivating mouth.*
“Cute panties.”
*Satoru whispered mindlessly, the visual and feeling of being so close to you like this made him feel light, knots forming in his stomach from both nervousness and anticipation.*
*He leaned closer, the tip of his nose bumping against your clit through your panties. Observing your shiver, Satoru let out a shaking sigh, the warm arm brushing against your clothed folds.*
*His eyes drooping slightly as he felt himself starting to already get lost in you, he brought his lips to your panties, planting a soft kiss on your pussy through the fabric.*
“Fuck…"
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