I had forgotten that, just like Priscilla, who doesn’t hide her desires, Elisier also harbors some rather twisted ones. As I stood there, Elisier urged me again.

"Well, what are you waiting for? My womb is right here. Use your hands to crush this sacred space made for bearing children, and turn it into an organ meant only for pleasure."

Her long, slender fingers pressed down on her lower abdomen. The slightly swollen area compressed under her touch and then sprang back with a taut, elastic rebound.

It was as if she was flaunting the organ contained within.

Despite being on the verge of suffocation, Elisier was gasping with pleasure, her lower abdomen turning red from the impact, while she dripped with evidence of her masochistic delight.

"...Here? What if someone catches us?"

"Then Bellium Academy will have two more perverts added to its roster. Isn’t that a rather amusing way to spend the evening?"

Despite her words, she likely had plenty of ways to get out of the situation even if someone did catch us. Elisier knew that, which is why she could be so bold.

Honestly, there was no reason to refuse. When she saw my hand reaching for her abdomen, Elisier’s face lit up with a twisted anticipation, and she hiked her skirt up even higher, exposing her belly button.

I pressed my palm against the area just above her womb.

"Haah..."

A soft moan escaped her half-open lips. The warmth and springy texture of her skin were still as enticing as ever. Not that any woman around me wasn’t attractive.

"Haa... a little more..."@@novelbin@@

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