Misha's Tender Breasts

Misha's Tender Breasts

There they are before me.

After so long, everything I've ever wanted is right in front of me. My eyes roam over it all; it's too much to take in within a single moment.

I can't believe it's lead to this. All the time I've spent with Shizune has left me here. Gazing lustfully upon Misha's breasts.

They're lovely.

Glistening in the heat, firm yet soft to the touch.

I waste no time in putting my mouth to use on them. Into my mouth her breasts go, my tongue grazing and glancing over every inch of delicious skin.

I'm lost in the throes of pleasure as the rest of my mind is lost in this moment.

Is this right?

Should I be doing this?

I don't think I care anymore. All I can think about is changing my mouth's focus to her other breast. There's no time to waste; who knows if I'll ever enjoy an opportunity like this ever again?

This time I grab her breasts hard with both hands, starting to bite rather than to suckle gently. I can tell Misha's thoroughly enjoying my enthusiasm. I can't wait any longer -- I need to have it all.

Everything flashes before my eyes, the sensations come and go like a sudden thought.

And now I collapse backwards, content and feeling spent.

"You know, Misha."

"Yes Hicchan~?"

"I really had my doubts about all of this."

Misha stands proudly before me, a single hand on her hips while she takes my empty plate away from me.

Removing her apron, she points a finger at me and assaults me with her usual laughter.

"Wahaha, I told you I was a good chef!"