Isn't this a test for her?
How did it get to the part with the white silk thighs?
When night came, both of them had bathed and were getting ready for bed.
Uesugi Sakura directly hugged the nightgown-clad Hanamaru Hanabi, giving her several kisses on the cheek amid slight resistance.
After being kissed twice, Hanamaru Hanabi seemed to be all tender and soft, her face bashful, blushing, and cute.
Her slender legs peeked out from the hem of her skirt, feet resting on the mattress, fair and smooth.
Sakura recalled her saying she'd wear white silk for him, which made him a bit excited.
Nighttime, bedroom, just the two of them.
A freshly bathed pretty girl, and him alone with her.
At this moment, all tests are forgotten; first, cuddle with the lovely girl and have a bit of intimacy.
Uesugi Sakura sat the girl on his lap, facing each other, holding her slim waist, looking at her post-bath slightly flushed adorable face.
"Does it still hurt?"
