"Really?" Freya looked at Ryan curiously with her chin propped up on her hand. "Can you tell me whether you're the top or bottom?"
"... I've never experienced it."
After a while, Ryan uttered the sentence while gnashing his teeth.
He secretly glared at the woman beside her. Sooner or later, he would let her experience whether he was the top or bottom. 3
"Oh, I see." Freya nodded discreetly. "I think you’d better not experience it. That part... will surely hurt a lot."
Ryan was speechless.
Upon noticing his grim expression, Freya continued to advise him. "Really, I'm not lying to you. I'm a woman, and I'm most experienced in it. It hurt so much the first time. If men like you were to stand in my shoes, it would be unbearably painful for you. Who would be able to stand it?” u n
Ryan took a deep breath, feeling terrible.
Why was he here listening to her story about her first
time?
He was extremely disgusted.
Freya averted her eyes and said boldly, "What I'm saying might sound unpleasant, but I'm experienced-”
"Shut up."
Before she could finish speaking, Ryan extended his hand to cover her mouth.
His hand was big and warm with a faint plum scent, which smelled quite good.
Just as she was wondering why the man's hand had a plum scent, he suddenly pressed her cheeks with his hand.
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