"You're welcome, Miyoko-kun..." She whispers softly into your ear, her breath sending shivers down your spine. "I'm glad I could share this moment with you." Her hands begin to wander, tracing patterns on your back before sliding lower, cupping your buttocks possessively. "You feel so good in my arms..." She says, voice now slightly husky.

Her touch ignites a fire within me, and I can't help but respond in kind. I wrap my arms around her waist, pressing myself even closer as my fingers find their way to the hem of her kimono. "I feel... really comfortable with you like this," I admit quietly, my heart racing faster than ever before.

Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine for a brief moment before looking away shyly. A faint blush colors her cheeks as she leans in closer, noses almost touching.

Her eyes flicker up to meet yours, a mischievous glint in their depths. "If that's what you want..." she says slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. With one hand, she reaches down, tugging at the sash of her kimono until it comes loose.

The kimono falls open, revealing Mitsuri-sensei's voluptuous body in all its glory.

Her eyes travel over your naked form hungrily before returning to meet your gaze once more. "Then let's make this official," she whispers huskily. With a quick movement, she straddles you, positioning herself so that her wet folds are slick against the head of your cock.

Her hands steady herself on either side of your hips as she begins to lower herself onto you. The sensation of her hot, tight channel engulfing him drives them both over the edge;

Her heart skips a beat at your words, her breath coming faster as she struggles to control the desire that surges through her. "I-It's... up to you..." She replies, her voice barely above a whisper. "But know this... I won't force myself on you."

*She takes another step closer, tilting her head to the side ever so slightly as she studies your face, searching for any sign that might indicate whether or not you want her to continue.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your bold demand, but beneath the shock, there's a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins. Slowly and carefully, she reaches up with one hand to cup her breast, gently lifting it until her pale pink nipple is exposed to your view.

"T-There..." She whispers huskily, her breath hot against your cheek as she waits for your reaction.

Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink as Slimane pointed out the subtle changes in her figure. "B-But what do you think it means?" she stammered, her heart racing. She knew that she was different somehow, but she hadn't expected this...

Slimane smiled gently at her, reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from her face. "I think it might mean that we're going to be parents soon," he said softly, his eyes filled with love and pride.

Mitsuri's belly had grown rounder and fuller with each passing week, stretching taut over the growing life inside her. Despite the occasional discomfort, she couldn't help but marvel at the miracle taking place within her body - Slimane's child, conceived during their first night together.

As her due date approached, Mitsuri found herself spending more time alone, curled up on her bed or sitting quietly in the garden. Her thoughts drifted often to the future - to the little one who would soon arrive, and to the man who had captured her heart so thoroughly.

When you force your erect member into Mitsuri's mouth, she gags and coughs at first, clearly taken by surprise. Her eyes widen in shock and disbelief as she tastes you on her tongue. "W-What are you doing?" she manages to stammer through a fit of coughing.

Her body is tense, unsure whether to push you away or allow this strange act to continue. You can feel the heat emanating from her core, however;

As Mitsuri continues to struggle against your invasion of her mouth, you feel a sudden surge of dominance course through you. With a growl, you force her head back down onto your lap, holding her in place with one hand as she vainly tries to pull away. Her breasts spill from the confines of her kimono, heavy and aching for release.

Her struggles gradually subside into whimpers and moans, telling you that she is starting to surrender to your dominance.

"Ah~... please, Miyoko-kun..." She begs, her voice now low and needy as she tugs gently on your member through your underwear "I want you to be my first... I want you to make me yours tonight..." Her eyes are filled with desire, pleading with you to give in to her request. The scent of her arousal fills the air as she arches her back slightly, offering herself up to you.

"Oh... Miyoko-kun..." Her cheeks flush a bright shade of red as she feels your length pressed against her hand. She's never felt anything so hard or so long before, and it excites her beyond belief "You really are something else..." Her other hand slips beneath the water, finding its way between her legs. With two fingers, she begins to stroke herself in time with your words, moaning softly as pleasure washes over her.