After pretending to be sad and pitiful to arouse Harry's sympathy, Irene was secretly happy. Then she wiped away her non-existent tears and glanced at Harry with a look of disbelief: "Really? You didn't lie to me?"
Harry nodded vigorously: "Really, I don't want you to suffer, Sister Irene."
"Harry, you're so nice." Irene felt warm in her heart and was touched, but also felt guilty. In order to make Harry cooperate with her, she took advantage of Harry's sympathy.
"But how to make a strawberry mark? I don't know. Sister Irene, can you teach me?"
At this time, Harry asked shyly.
Irene felt embarrassed when she saw Harry actually asking her such a question, but Harry's previous performance had already earned her trust, so she did not suspect that Harry was lying, and said with gritted teeth, "Harry, put your mouth on my neck, and then suck hard... like sucking a snail, and the strawberry mark will come out."
At this point, the young woman wished she could find a hole to crawl into, it was too embarrassing, but she couldn't show her shyness, as as an adult she had to take on this responsibility.
"Eat snails?" Harry stared at Irene's fair neck, swallowed his saliva, and asked tentatively, "Then, shall we start now?"
Irene was also a little shy, but she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, then nodded: "Well, let's get started."
After saying that, she closed her eyes.
The expression on Harry's face suddenly changed. He looked at the woman with her eyes closed in front of him with great interest. After rolling his eyes, he walked towards her.
Harry came to a stop less than half a meter in front of Irene. Seeing the woman pretending to be calm but actually very nervous, he found it very interesting and deliberately reminded her, "Then shall I start?"
Irene's eyelashes trembled, and she clenched her fists: "Let's start!"
However, Harry did not rush to eat it. Instead, he bent down and took a sip of her neck, smelling the fragrance of shower gel.
At the same time, he looked from top to bottom and saw Irene's pair of plump breasts through the neckline. Because she was not wearing any underwear, the details were clearly visible.
"Harry?" Irene was in a tense mood, but after waiting for a while and seeing that Harry didn't kiss her, she asked with disappointment and confusion.
"Uh, I'm a little nervous." Harry straightened up and said.
Irene was also very shy at this time, but she couldn't show it. Instead, she pretended to be calm and comforted Harry, "Don't be nervous, we are just acting, just close your eyes and kiss my neck hard, sister won't blame you."
"...Oh well."
This time, Harry did not give Irene any chance to prepare. After he finished speaking, he suddenly kissed her pink neck and began to suck hard.
Feeling Harry's lips kissing her neck vigorously, Irene shuddered subconsciously and exclaimed: "Ah, don't, Harry, don't suck so hard... mmm..."
She suddenly gasped, her voice seductive and alluring. Her delicate neck was kissed so roughly that she felt as if her soul was sucked out. Her whole body was tense and her legs involuntarily clamped together.
Because it was an act, Harry didn't dare to kiss her for too long. After taking advantage of her a little, he let go and stepped back.
Looking at the woman in front of him with a passionate face, Harry controlled his temper while wondering if she had a sensitive constitution. She reacted so strongly when he helped her before and when he kissed her neck now.
Irene felt the mouth on her neck leave. Her tense body slowly relaxed, but she felt inexplicably reluctant in her heart.
Opening her charming eyes, Irene was too embarrassed to look at Harry. She silently picked up the tissues on the bedside and took out one to wipe her wet neck.
The tissue in her hand soon became wet. Irene looked at Harry shyly, quickly threw the tissue into the trash can, and took out another one to continue wiping.
Harry looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Sister Irene, I made you dirty."
Irene touched her chest to calm her rapid heartbeat. Seeing Harry feeling guilty, she smiled gently, "Harry, you are too nervous. Don't do this when you kiss a girl in the future. If you drool too much, the girl might hate it."
Harry lowered his head so that she couldn't see his expression, and stammered, "This is... my first time, so I don't really understand."
Hearing Harry say that this was his first kiss, although it was not a kiss, Irene couldn't help but feel a little moved and inexplicably happy.
Feeling ashamed of her own performance, Irene quickly changed the subject: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Harry, come and see if the strawberry mark has appeared?"
Harry walked closer to take a look and said embarrassedly: "It appeared, a red mark."
Irene's pretty face flushed, she held her neck and said in a tender voice: "Thank you, Harry, I have to go back first."
"I send you."
Harry opened his mouth, but was rejected by her with panicked eyes: "No, I can go out by myself, you should go to bed early."
After saying this, Irene fled.
After watching her walk out of the room, Harry no longer had a trace of harmlessness on his face, and he said to himself, "She's so shy, she doesn't look like a married person, but her body is quite sensitive."
Thinking of what happened just now, Harry swallowed and felt uncomfortable.
He hurried to the bathroom to take a cold shower, but found that Irene had forgotten to take away the clothes she had changed. The sexy lace underwear made him feel so hot that he couldn't calm down.
Harry pinched his thigh hard, took a quick shower and went out.
At this time, Irene returned home and saw Cain sitting on the sofa. His eyes lit up when he saw her back, and when he saw that she was wearing men's clothes, he stood up excitedly.
"Irene, did you seduce that child?"
Irene's eyes flashed with disgust, and she nodded: "That's right, but Harry is very shy and has someone he likes, so he is not so willing to cooperate with me."
Cain smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Boys of his age must have strong sexual desires. It's impossible for him to reject you all the time. And you're a beauty."
"How far have you progressed this time?"
Then he couldn't wait to ask Irene about it. Irene felt even more disgusted, but she couldn't show it. Instead, she blushed slightly and said, "We just kissed for a while."
Cain's eyes lit up, especially when he noticed the strawberry mark on her neck, he became even more excited.
Just when Cain was about to ask about the details of the seduction, Irene said, "Cain, I'm very tired and want to rest early."
Cain suppressed the urge to ask, smiled and nodded: "You go and have a rest. I'm so excited that I can't sleep when I think about you being..."
Irene found him more and more disgusting, and didn't even want to stay with him for a second longer, so she hurried back to her room. She had always lived in a room by herself, so she didn't have to worry about being disgusted by Cain again.
Although Cain could see that she was in a bad mood, he didn't care at all. Instead, he sat there with a smile on his face, feeling very happy and satisfied.