Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

"I have to go find Maki to write a script later, Miike-san?"

Maki stared at the two people's intimate interaction in the back seat with wide eyes, and jealousy and envy arose spontaneously.

"It's okay, let's finish this quickly." Sanchi's eyes seemed to be flashing with little love, she pulled up the hem of her shirt and was lifting it up.

"Wait, Sister Miike." Baichuan pressed Miike's hand and begged, "I really have something important to do tonight."

"Really?"

"real!"

"Well," Sanchi stepped back a little disappointedly and returned to the main driver's seat, "Since it's urgent, I won't force you. When you are free..." Sanchi didn't continue speaking, but just licked his lips, and stroked Shirakawa's thigh with his pretty hand, obviously unsatisfied.

"I know. I promise."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Sanchi opened the car door and was about to leave.

"Um, Miss Sanchi, can you give me the car keys?"

"What? Aren't you going home?"

"I'll take a break in the car. I'm so tired now and don't really want to move..."

In fact, Shirakawa just wanted to talk to Maki alone. After all, they had experienced so much tonight, and considering Maki's personality, it was necessary to have a good chat with her alone.

"Okay." Sanchi handed the car keys to Shirakawa, "Remember to lock the car when you go home."

"Do not worry."

Miike nodded, opened the car door and left.

"Maki-sister, we are the only ones left now."

Maki removes the ring from her finger and appears in the back seat of the car.

In order to make it easier for him to talk to Maki, Shirakawa also moved from the passenger seat to the back seat of the car.

The two of them remained silent in tacit understanding. They had many questions to ask and many things to explain, but neither of them had figured out how to start.

Maki's black sofa is like silk and a weeping willow.

The beautiful legs in black stockings are matched with black leather shoes. She sits with her feet turned inside out, and her thighs are covered by the short skirt.

Wearing a student uniform, that cold face was now flushed.

"Shirakawa, why did you go to that kind of place?" Maki asked first.

"I have something urgent to do. I don't really want to go, but I have no choice."

"What about Akita-sensei? Why is she on stage in a maid outfit?"

"Someone in Akita-sensei's family is sick. In addition to being our homeroom teacher, she also works part-time as a domestic maid. In order to help her, I often ask her to come over to work at my house. As for how she ended up on the stage, I'm not sure."

"Then, what about Jackie and Miike?" Maki asked questions one after another like a machine gun.

"Jackie is my friend and I asked her to help. Miike is also... my friend." When mentioning Miike, Shirakawa seemed very guilty. He and Miike have always had an unspeakable relationship.

"We did so many intimate things in the club, and just now..." Maki asked, leaning forward and questioning Shirakawa, "How far have you gone?"

"The last step..." Shirakawa's eyes were evasive, not daring to look Maki in the eye.

"So your so-called childhood sweetheart you married was all a lie, and those words were just excuses you used to deceive me and reject me?"

"Is such that."

"why?"

"I'm sorry, Maki-sister. I'm in a lot of trouble right now and I can't take care of myself. I can't accept your feelings and I can't be responsible for you, so I made up those reasons to deceive you. I'm really sorry." Shirakawa said sincerely.

As a bystander, Maki could barely hear the hidden meaning of the question Miike just asked, and she could also slightly understand the nature of Shirakawa.

He is afraid of other people's love and worries that he does not have enough ability to take responsibility. At the same time, he hopes that he can be loved and liked by others.

In that case...

"Then let me ask you, do you hate me?" Maki's mouth twitched slightly. This was a very important topic for her.

"it's OK."

"What if I told you that I attacked you at night, had sex with you, picked up your used towel and sniffed your scent, and was a pervert who would copy scripts when we were writing together in the library, would you hate me for doing so many perverted things?" Maki followed Cecilia's instructions and told her everything she had done, showing her so-called "imperfect" side.

"No, Maki-sama, no, to be honest, I did some perverted things in the Nagasaki club, so I'm worried whether Maki-sama will hate me."

"In that case, I don't need to hide my desires." Maki smiled morbidly. After she had said everything clearly, she no longer had any psychological burden. She suddenly pounced on Shirakawa and pushed him under her, sniffing his neck unscrupulously.

"Ah, Shirakawa-san, finally, we've made it this far."

Maki grabbed Shirakawa's hand and placed it on her slender waist.

Then she leaned over and kissed Shirakawa's lips, intertwining them. Although it was very awkward, Maki tried very hard, as if she wanted to eat Shirakawa.

"How do my kiss and my body compare to Officer Miike's?" Maki felt a little competitive.

"Wait a moment," Shirakawa struggled to push Maki away, "Maki, I have a question I've wanted to ask you for a long time."

"What?" Maki hooked her red tongue with her fingertips, savoring the taste of Shirakawa.

"When did you fall in love with me? I didn't do anything." Shirakawa wanted to hear Maki's answer.

"It's the smell, I can't stop once I smell you." Maki said. "It's said in the book that people with similar smells are genetically compatible. In other words, the other person is often the one destined to be with you."

"Is it just the taste? Is there anything else? Personality or something..."

"That doesn't matter, Baichuan. I like everything about you now."

Maki kissed Shirakawa again, stroked Shirakawa's shoulders with her hands, and gave the little Shirakawa a comfortable massage with her rosy little knees, which made Shirakawa feel itchy and his body began to feel something.

"Maki-sister, I still don't want to..."

"But I think I can't stand it anymore. I only want you now, Baichuan."

When Shirakawa said that he didn't hate Maki's abnormal behavior, he had already lifted the "seal" on Maki, which meant that Maki could ask Shirakawa for whatever she wanted without restraint.

Maki took off her black leather shoes, wrapping her tender white feet in black stockings. She gently lifted her legs and hooked them down on the elastic band of Shirakawa's pants.

The pants were taken off, and Shirakawa's calves were exposed to the air.

"Then, what should we do about the script? We have rehearsal tomorrow..."

"I was lying. I actually finished writing it a long time ago." Maki stroked Shirakawa's calf with her foot wrapped in black stockings.

It was obvious what she wanted to do.

Baichuan felt a tingling and sandy touch.

"Well, Maki-sister, this is your first time in a place like this, isn't it a bit inappropriate? Should we go back to the room and..."

"It doesn't matter in a place like that. What matters is who the object is. Baichuan, you are my destined one."

"I still think it's too hasty. We haven't had anything like that yet... Uh-huh."

Maki blocked Shirakawa's mouth. She had been longing for this moment for a long time. What she saw and heard in the Nagasaki club today and the close interaction between Shirakawa and Miike made her heart restless. Shirakawa's words "I don't hate it" became the fuse that ignited the explosives.

Baichuan will pay the price for his actions.

Maki couldn't wait any longer and violently tore her black stockings with her right fingertips.

After a series of rustling sounds, a big round hole was torn in the black silk.

Spring appears.

Maki's lips also kissed Shirakawa's fingers at the right time.

The intense pain caused Maki to change from kissing to biting Shirakawa's lips.

Shirakawa felt as if fate was strangled by the throat. This kind of narrowness and tightness was much more intense than that of Miike and Sakura.

It's like the golden hoop on Sun Wukong's head.

Shirakawa's hands became stronger and stronger, tightly squeezing Maki's slender waist. He sucked in a breath of cold air and couldn't help but let out a low moan.

I feel like it's going to break!

After everything was submerged, Baichuan happened to be stuck tightly, and both of them could not move. Whoever moved would have to endure the tremendous pain.

Shirakawa and Maki have been maintaining this posture, and now someone needs to break the deadlock.

"Shirakawa, let's...um...rock-paper-scissors. Whoever wins gets to move. Okay?"

Baichuan nodded.

"Rock, Scissors, Paper, Hmm~~~"

At the moment of coming out, one of them moved accidentally, and there was a sharp pain, followed by a faint pleasure.

Shirakawa brought out cloth and Maki brought out scissors.

"I win, Shirakawa-san."

"Can we, can we play two out of three?" Baichuan begged.

If Baichuan were to use force at this moment, it would really break if he wasn't careful!

"You, then I'll do it."

"Uh uh uh, ah~~s~~"

After repeating the process several times with great difficulty, Maki gradually began to adapt.

What followed was a huge joy. The joy at this moment was as great as the pain just now. Such great happiness repeatedly washed over Maki's brain.

They are indeed destined to be together. Not only their souls, but also their bodies are highly compatible with each other.

In the early morning, Sanchi's car was shaking violently from side to side, as if it was bumping while off-roading in a mountain stream.

159. Nothing is more fun than having a sister-in-law

It hurts, it hurts too much.

Baichuan had just been baptized by Sanchi continuously in the past few days and had not yet fully recovered. He was not hard enough and could not adapt to this kind of attack that was comparable to real damage.

Maki's attack speed also gradually increased, and she gradually let go.

After a while.

"Well, yeah." Maki covered her mouth lightly and groaned.

ended.

Shirakawa felt his calf being inserted into the hydraulic press and being clamped tightly.

It took some force to pull it out.

I felt so miserable that I didn't even have the desire to surrender my gun.

There is more pain and fatigue than lust.

"Baichuan, why... am I not attractive enough?"

Maki covered the flat area in front of her, which had always been her inferiority complex.

"Maki-san, you're fine, I just don't really like being in cars... I'm sorry." Shirakawa made a reasonable excuse.

"Oh, then let's go home and try again..."

"Let's take a break. Playing cards tonight is too brain-intensive. I'm really a little tired. When we have time, we can..." Baichuan didn't continue.

Maki understood and kissed Shirakawa lightly on the lips.

"That's settled." Maki didn't push it too much. She found some toilet paper in Miike's car and wiped the seat thoroughly.

The two got out of the car. Shirakawa hunched his body, and there was even a circle of red marks on his calves, which started to hurt when he moved a little.

It's too cruel.

Maki pulled her school skirt down to cover the big hole she had torn.

The sky also started to get bright.

Baichuan's only thought now was to quickly return to his warm little bed and have a good sleep.

After locking the car, the two went upstairs, only to see that the door of Midu's house was open.

The living room was littered with broken glass, and the small coffee table was turned upside down on the ground. Shinichi Mido was smoking silently on the sofa, and Kana Mido was sitting beside him trembling with fear, with two tear marks on her cheeks, her legs together, her hands on her legs, and she was stealing glances at Shinichi with a frightened look.