"Just a moment, please."
With those words, Tsuburi gathered her hair into a ponytail, completely bare, and turned on the shower in the shower room.
"Go ahead!"
She urged me with enthusiasm, almost as if she was hyping herself up.
Following her lead, I stepped into the shower room. It was about the size of a single tatami mat—naturally, a tight space.
The close proximity was... quite nice.
"Can I touch them a little?"
Before I knew it, I was asking for permission. After all, those soft-looking things were right there, completely exposed. It only seemed proper to touch them.
"It's fine, really! In fact, please do!"
She puffed out her chest boldly, showing no sign of embarrassment.
"Then, if you'll excuse me..."
"Go ahead... mm..."
I reached out to her two soft mounds, careful not to be rough, gently kneading them.
Tsuburi's breasts weren't excessively large, but they were just the right size—warm, soft, smooth, and simply delightful.
"You seem really into it. Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Very much so."
She sounded curious, but as a man, this was undeniably enjoyable.
"Well, I don't mind being touched, so it's all good."
"Then we're all set, right?"
"Yes... mm..."
I must have been at it for quite a while. Suddenly, Tsuburi's knees buckled, and her head dipped lower. Instinctively, I pulled her into an embrace to support her, guiding her gently to sit down.
"Sorry, I might have indulged a little too much..."
She recovered quickly, which was a relief.
"Now then, if you'll allow me?"
Still kneeling, Tsuburi reached out, her hand touching my already half-erect member.
With a careful, deliberate motion, she thoroughly washed it, working the skin with a firm but gentle touch. By the time she was done, I was fully hard.
"Wow..."
A breathy murmur of admiration escaped her lips.
"What do you think?"
"It's amazing... It's this big..."
Her gaze was spellbound, her face so close that I could feel her warm breath against me.
Once the lather was rinsed away and I was lightly dried off with a towel, she guided me toward the bed.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I watched as Tsuburi knelt in front of me.
Without hesitation, she rolled a condom over my length with practiced ease.
"Now then, I'll begin the extraction."
I barely caught her whispering, "Excuse me."
Her lips closed around the latex-covered tip.
The wet, slippery heat sent a shudder through me, making my hips involuntarily jerk.
And before I knew it—
A staggering amount spilled out in an instant.
"You came a lot, didn't you? Thank you."
She bowed her head deeply, almost as if in apology.
I wanted to say, "No, no, the pleasure was all mine," but the sheer intensity of my release left me completely drained. Unable to muster a response, I simply collapsed backward.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the condom, its tip now bulging like a water balloon with thick white liquid.
As my post-release state set in, Tsuburi carefully removed the condom, tying off the end before placing it inside a built-in compartment in the wall.
A mystery for another time.
"Are you okay?"
Having finished the clean-up, she peered at me anxiously. The look on her face—once glowing with accomplishment—now carried a hint of regret.
"I'm fine."
I waved a hand lazily, chuckling.
It wasn't an illness or anything. Just a matter of resting for a bit, and I'd recover soon enough.
"But... you do this every day, right? Are you sure you're not overdoing it?"
She sounded concerned.
"It's not a problem. I can manage three times a day—morning, noon, and night."
"That's ridiculous..."
"Of course, it depends on my mood, stamina, and overall condition."
I made sure to set some realistic conditions.
By the time we finished talking, I had mostly recovered. Using my core strength, I sat up.
"Sorry, I might have pushed you too hard..."
She looked downcast. Seeing her so dejected after everything was a bit disheartening.
"It's fine. It felt amazing, so I have no complaints. Thank you."
I bowed my head slightly in gratitude.
"No, no, I should be thanking you—for the experience and the... sample."
Tsuburi also bowed in return.
So, semen is considered a sample, huh?
Even so, she still looked troubled. I gestured for her to come closer.
"Come here a little... There you go."
I pulled her into a gentle embrace.
"Huh?"
"Is this a problem?"
"Not at all."
"Then let's stay like this for a bit and take a break."
And so, we held each other until I had recharged enough to move again.
By the time I let go, Tsuburi's face was flushed bright red, her expression completely dazed.