[ He gives her one last little wave. But the moment she lays out on her futon, seemingly all alone, the toy seems to test her even further, stretching her walls with its increasing girth. ]
Not so fast, my little shrine maiden. There is more to be done.
[ That's an unfamiliar voice echoing in her ears... Or in her head? It's soft, but somehow regal, cold. Despite the bigger size, the piece inside her pussy seems to keep wobbling, massaging her cervix. ]
Your womb seems to be very fertile... How fortunate. You're well-suited to become a mother.
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[ He gives her one last little wave. But the moment she lays out on her futon, seemingly all alone, the toy seems to test her even further, stretching her walls with its increasing girth. ]
Not so fast, my little shrine maiden. There is more to be done.
[ That's an unfamiliar voice echoing in her ears... Or in her head? It's soft, but somehow regal, cold. Despite the bigger size, the piece inside her pussy seems to keep wobbling, massaging her cervix. ]
Your womb seems to be very fertile... How fortunate. You're well-suited to become a mother.