[She seems a little conflicted, maybe, but Natsuru's body language is eagerly receptive to the stimulation. She even moves her other hand up to grope and run her hands over both of her breasts, giving little gasps as her fingers brush over the nipples poking through the fabric. She can't stop groping herself like this, so she opts instead to at least give both sides equal attention. Thankfully for her hypnotic compulsion, her skirt's staying hiked up all by itself now.]
A-Ah!
[She cries out in an embarrassingly lewd display, getting off way more on the fingers pumping in and out of her than she'd ever thought possible. It's all intermingled with the attention on the sensitive nub between her folds, and the squeezing and rubbing of her breasts... it feels like it involves so much more of her whole body this way.]
Hi-... Himeko-san...
[Her voice is heavy and breathy with desire as she speaks Inaba's name again, punctuated by another moan. Reminding herself who is doing this to her almost seems to make her get into it even more, rolling her hips forward against the fingers rhythmically pumping into her.]
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[She seems a little conflicted, maybe, but Natsuru's body language is eagerly receptive to the stimulation. She even moves her other hand up to grope and run her hands over both of her breasts, giving little gasps as her fingers brush over the nipples poking through the fabric. She can't stop groping herself like this, so she opts instead to at least give both sides equal attention. Thankfully for her hypnotic compulsion, her skirt's staying hiked up all by itself now.]
A-Ah!
[She cries out in an embarrassingly lewd display, getting off way more on the fingers pumping in and out of her than she'd ever thought possible. It's all intermingled with the attention on the sensitive nub between her folds, and the squeezing and rubbing of her breasts... it feels like it involves so much more of her whole body this way.]
Hi-... Himeko-san...
[Her voice is heavy and breathy with desire as she speaks Inaba's name again, punctuated by another moan. Reminding herself who is doing this to her almost seems to make her get into it even more, rolling her hips forward against the fingers rhythmically pumping into her.]