“she's pretty. . . way too pretty !”

EX

“there is a reason people use changing rooms you know !”

“s-she should wear more. . . appropriate clothing !”

EX

“you're uh. . . wow. . . um. i mean. . . sorry !”

𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘬; ⭐

she's very. . . pretty. . . !

SSS

A day.

Maybe two. . . She is really backed up. . .

well if she's not afraid to be treated rough by the cute looking witch then. . .

they may as well get started~

oh, is that so ?

that wouldn't be advised, especially if the pinkette wants to walk properly for the next week or two. . .

As she was busy teasing the others nipples, making sure to cause sultry moans to escape Fern's lips, her eyes widened in surprise, feeling the woman's hands on her throbbing member.

“Y-you. . . So suddenly—?!”

Her face turned beet red, she was easily flustered it would seem. . .

Pout. What was that supposed to be. . .? She wouldn't go as far as to take this treat away from caster would she?!

Hmph. She'll show her! She would next let go of Fern's breasts and then suddenly 'attack' her nipples. No doubt a weakness Fern has, she was sure of it!

“How's this for a change?!”

The caster's hands groped the other's breasts even more firmly, kneading them like dough. . . Slowly, carefully, but very possessively.

“Are you sure. . . This is okay. . .?”

“It's not my fault! There are pretty girls all around me you know. . . !”