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And so, the gold-and-silver pair used their small feet to give Hirano a clumsy footjob.
"Oh my, I didn't expect Hirano-husband to be such a pervert~" Little Masha snickered, her smugness adding a bit of mischief to the usually gentle angel. She stepped on the glans with a face full of curiosity, as if she had found a fun game, or was gaining some wicked satisfaction from Hirano's troubled face. "Do you still want to take photos? Okay, okay. Sigh, I didn't expect to choose such a perverted husband. Should I consider a divorce? Ah, the penis is pushing against my foot, are you in a hurry? What a pathetic, perverted husband~"
"Disgusting. Just go die, you guy. *(Russian)*" Spitting out the obscure words in a cold voice, little Alya looked down with a face full of loathing, making one wonder if she would stomp the filthy thing to pieces in the next second. Despite this tension, the cold and aloof princess's chubby little feet were incredibly cautious, rubbing back and forth on the shaft, bringing unconscious pleasure. "Why did I have to run into someone like you... Scum! Bastard! Hurry up and vanish from our sight! *(Russian)*"
Hirano swallowed his saliva, enduring the stimulation below, and managed to pick up his phone to press the shutter one last time. Then, a second later, the hot semen gushed out, coating both pairs of small feet.
"Ah! So gross, it's all sticky... Bastard, if you're going to shoot, why didn't you say so beforehand! *(Russian)*"
"Guu, it's all over my soles. It tickles, and it's so warm... Hehe, now you're satisfied, right, Hirano-kun?"
The two girls used completely different tones to utter the final words that ended that debauched night.
Afterward, Hirano—whose parents weren't home—snuck back, grabbed some towels to clean the Kujou sisters, and secretly took them home, carrying one on his back while supporting the other. Whether it was the convergence of world lines or Hirano's irrational luck, the Kujou sisters—who couldn't get out of bed the next day—were mistaken for being sick and were carried together onto the moving truck. Their parents, dizzy with the thousand details of moving, didn't notice the bruises on the girls or the stains on their nightgowns, allowing them to hide the fact of their lost virginity. They left that place, putting a temporary pause on this erotic childhood story.
The lost-feeling Hirano remained anxious for a long time before finally relaxing after a certain event. Even though he had many girls later, he would still occasionally pull out the photos from when he "trained" and had sex with Masha to jerk off nostalgically. Especially that one photo of the sisters "joining feet" to give him a footjob—he cherished it for a long time. He would never admit that his hidden masochistic tendencies were developed by the young Masha and Alya back then.
And now, the grown-up Masha and Alya wore the exact same expressions as they did then. The brown-haired "Holy Mother" had a faint, mocking smile, while the silver-haired princess had eyes full of resentment. Their long, shapely legs in black and white stockings overlapped, sandwiching his dripping member in the center and rubbing it back and forth. The comfort of it nearly made him moan aloud.
"Don't make that face, Alya," he teased, turning his head toward her as his glans left wet marks on her white stockings. "Weren't you very happy just now when you were climaxing?"
"You... you bastard..."
Alya bit her silver teeth, staring death at the fat bastard in front of her. But her legs were not idle; she and the giggling Masha attacked from both sides, white and black stockings interlaced as they rubbed his member, smearing it from the flesh of the thighs all the way to the calves. The tightening of the back of the knees was powerful, but the sensation of her toes stretching the stockings while her soles stroked the shaft took things to another level. The stimulation of the hosiery-clad legjob made Hirano feel the urge to spray once again.
She truly had no way to retort. Sitting in her own daily seat, spraying her juices all over the seat of the person she liked, screaming as she was filled with a bellyful of semen—no matter what, the pathetic state she had been in provided no foundation for Alya's pride.
Especially... that sensation that felt like it was hollowing out her brain...
At the thought of this, a flush surfaced on Alya's averted face. Masha covered her mouth and snickered, her eyes roaming with an enchanting, flirtatious charm. In the gaps where the black and white met, one could see a murky fluid—unsure if it was honey or semen—seeping once again from the tender crotch of either the elder or younger sister.
"Ah! I'm shooting!"
Hirano Satoshi let out a long sigh as his member twitched, his vas deferens ejecting the remaining semen, staining Masha's black stockings with white spots and wetting Alya's white ones in several places.
"Huff, huff... That—that should be enough, right!" Alya said crossly, thrusting her handcuffed hands forward. "Today is over! Let me go!"
Both Masha and Hirano wore puzzled expressions.
"What are you saying, Alya?"
"Haah? No, Masha, he clearly already..."
"Oh dear, it seems my growth over these years has been underestimated."
Between the gaps of the enchanting legs, the member laboriously grew and stood tall once again.
"Back then, that was called 'finishing up,' it's true... back then you had just lost your virginity and couldn't hold out, so we switched to feet. I never said this was enough." Hirano shrugged as he looked at the dazed Alya. "Besides, that was childhood, back when we didn't know better. People always grow up, after all."
"You...!"
"Shh. You were screaming so lewdly during your climax just now, maybe the teachers have already arrived. Do you want to give them directions to find us?"
Alya shut her mouth resentfully, only staring at Hirano Satoshi with eyes that seemed ready to spit fire. He, however, didn't show a flicker of emotion. He was self-aware; it was just outdoor exposure play, as if he hadn't done it before. Anyway, as long as it involved "H" matters, the people around them would act as if they were deaf and blind. Even if he led the sisters to the middle of the sports field, there would only be the sounds and shadows of people adding to the "atmosphere," but no one would actually come.
Having been the protagonist of "guichu" (hardcore/creepy) galgame types for so many years, Hirano had confidence in this.
"The agreement Masha made for tonight was a 'stayover' for the whole night. It would be a waste to go back now." He greedily scanned the "scenery" that Alya was desperately trying to cover but couldn't. "Let's go back to the student council room; we can play more freely... How about a 'creeping penetration race'? I'll take turns thrusting into your holes and see who can crawl back to the room first."
"You bastard..." "Hirano-kun... so lewd..."
In response, the sisters offered a mix of fiery and cold gazes, making the corners of Hirano's mouth curl up.
"The night is still long."