[ When Sayaka spread her legs she couldn't help her face going even more red, and she had to hide her face behind her hands. She peeks between her fingers at Natsuru.
Her hands sink down from her face when Natsuru draws closer, and she responds happily to the kiss. She might be embarrassed, but she likes kisses, and it makes her body relax again. They're so much more used to things like this than she is, so she trusts them. They know what they're doing, at least better than she does. ]
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Her hands sink down from her face when Natsuru draws closer, and she responds happily to the kiss. She might be embarrassed, but she likes kisses, and it makes her body relax again. They're so much more used to things like this than she is, so she trusts them. They know what they're doing, at least better than she does. ]