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[tastelast]

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[lastcall]

don't. you. dare.
i won't say this often but i am now.

i forbid it. understand?

[tastelast]

thats what im counting on

[tastelast]

yes noona

[lastcall]

thank you.

but since you said you'd do anything i ask you to can i ask that you please delete the picture and message that wasn't meant to go to you?
if you haven't already...

[sustains]

perfect
we're going to have a lot of fun
be sure to tell me all the different ways to scandalize your classmates too okay?
i mean i don't need help but i like aiming for the heart when i can
or other sensitive spots

[tastelast]

[ Very odd, but far be it from Daseul to look a gift horse in the dick. He wraps his legs around Inho's waist, arms around his neck. ]

It is. Could you go again?

[impresson]

[Look, if you're going to program an incredibly realistic sexbot, why wouldn't you factor in some dreams of high stamina?]

Yes, if you are able.

[tastelast]

[ Is he able? No, not particularly. His legs feel like jello, and he's oversensitive in a way that just makes him feel vaguely uncomfortable all over... but the temptation? Real strong. ]

I'm able.

[impresson]

[He has no reason to doubt Daseul, or to think that this might not be the best choice. If Daseul were unable to continue, he would surely say so. And, also, that felt so good and did so many things to him that Inho wants to experience it again.]

Should I fuck you again like this?

[tastelast]

consider it done

[tastelast]

ill make you a detailed list

[lastcall]

okay good
i'm going to go
drink heavily or something and pretend this didn't happen :))))))))))))
bye

[sustains]

this is why we're such good friends
i can't wait to make a mess of everything
also be sure to point out anyone who deserves being messed with
we might need a secret code or something when you make introductions

[tastelast]

[ He feels like a dead weight right now, probably not going to be the best fuck in the world anymore, but too eagerly selfish to want to deny himself. He's sweaty and weak and feels like he's made of jello, but his enthusiasm and horniness overwrites everything else. ]

Please.

[ He can think of little else he wants more. ]

[impresson]

[Inho is going to have a terrible impression of the human sex drive after all of this. He really is.]

Very well, Kim Daseul.

[He's already got Daseul flat on his back, so Inho hefts the human's hips more for ease of access than anything else and drives into him, his hips rolling in a new, steady rhythm with an aim to please without the help of machinations]

[tastelast]

like a hand signal

[tastelast]

goodnight noona

[sustains]

you could brush some hair back from your face
maybe in their direction if there's more than one person?

[tastelast]

alright sounds easy

[sustains]

perfect
i'll let rys in on the plan
there's all kinds of things we can dooo

is there anyone who's off limits?

[tastelast]

no

[ Nobody is sacred at his school. As long as nothing comes back to him, it's all fine. ]

the boy i fuck is there so keep him in once piece
you can torment him as you like

[sustains]

no one will end up in pieces
but tormenting the boy you fuck could be fun
but only if you're there to watch
give direction
or tell us when to stop ok

[tastelast]

if you drive him towards me i wont complain
as long as none of this comes back to me you can play as you like