My palms pushed her chest together, working the soft flesh between them, feeling their heaviness and flexibility. Upon my coming in contact with her nipples with my thumbs, an additional 800 points got triggered.
Hina cried out as I gave her nipple a sharp twist, made her another stream of clear fluid dribble onto the dirt, and let her know, "Elder Ryan, a woman's nipples can tell a lot about a woman's fertility." I started talking nonsense to Ryan.
I rubbed her even more, making her whimper, her legs shaking with more of her juices spilling out. "The more the nipple hardens, the more the pussy desires being filled...."
"Aaaaaah—! D-Dexter, I'm d-dripping…!" Hina looked down at the slick running from between her legs, her voice a whining scream of desperation, the hands she flew to her pussy not stopping the flow but instead separating the lips and showing the glistening, swollen folds. "It is too much… I can't stop it—!"
