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... s it, isn’t it good? Eung?”

To be honest, Elga was as good as a teenage middle school student. There was nothing to say about the mood of the kiss. She had no skill, and she frankly just flicked her tongue back and forth.

It felt good in its own way, but it was not my style to just act passively.

So instead of keeping still, I tried to force my own tongue into her mouth.

Tshuup-

“Eueu, eueup!? Heueuaa!?”

Elga jumped away from me. She seemed really startled. Sh ...

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