As Harry spoke, he rubbed Luna's legs vigorously. The girl's thighs felt great. If it was a little thicker, it would be fatter, and if it was a little thinner, it would be thinner.
It felt fleshy and elastic, and very smooth to the touch, just like touching a piece of warm jade, making people love it.
Harry had written his name on Luna's thigh with a sexual marker. When the signature was rubbed like this, the feeling that touched her soul made the girl's eyes mist up quickly, and she could no longer think.
After she hummed a few times, she opened her cherry lips and stuck out a piece of her pink tongue.
Harry's throat moved, and he couldn't help but bend down and hold the girl's tongue.
"Hmm..." She moaned unconsciously in her throat. She seemed to feel comfortable. Her head tilted back involuntarily and she tried her best to stick out her tongue further, as if this would make it easier for Harry to taste her.
Harry felt like something in him was about to explode.
He could hardly control his desire to have in-depth contact with Luna.
But his remaining rationality made him choose not to have sex with the girl immediately. Luna's obedience was only temporary, and this effect could only be achieved with the signature written by the sexual marker.
If he acted impulsively at this moment, when Luna regained consciousness and faced the fact that she had lost her virginity, she might behave drastically.
For example, calling the police, attacking him, or even self harm.
Although Harry could choose to feel happy for a while, he hoped that he could have a long-term relationship and always have Luna, a person who could be cheated on by him all the time and could produce a steady stream of scumbag points.
This kind of possession is not only physical, the other party must also become dependent on him deep in his heart. Harry, who has a sexual marker, finds it not difficult to achieve this.
The sex marker pen can help him to train girls. The effect of a signature can last for ten days. The effect is best when he touches the signed area.
Although the person being signed can feel something when she touches it herself, she can never reach the state of satisfaction. And it has no effect at all when someone else touches it.
This means that he will become a special existence for the girl.
Just imagine that a girl's sensitive body parts only feel something for one boy, and she feels very comfortable every time he touches her, and she wants him to touch her again next time. If this continues for more than ten days, can she still have no feelings for that boy?
Even when she was masturbating, all she thought of was Harry's name. How could she still hate Harry?
Harry felt very excited at the thought of that situation, so he was not in a hurry to have sex with the girl right away, but planned to complete his training of her first.
While tasting her sweet tongue, Harry couldn't help but stick out his tongue and entangle with hers. The two of them kept exchanging saliva. The girl's hand hooked around Harry's neck at some point, and she was intoxicated in the French kiss.
Harry thought that was enough, he wouldn't be able to bear it if it continued.
He forcibly spit out the girl's tongue that had invaded his mouth and ended the kiss. Both of them got a rare chance to breathe and gasped heavily. Luna had a terrible expression on her face. Her mouth was open and she kept breathing out.
The area around her lips was wet, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, and her face was flushed. Such an expression looked both terrible and cute, making people want to bully her again.
Harry resisted the urge to do it again, and continued to touch the girl's thighs, saying with contempt, "You still say you are not a pervert, but you were the one who stuck out your tongue just now. This is what they call a tongue kiss on the Internet, right? Hum, now I feel like my mouth is full of your saliva."
He wiped his mouth in disgust.
Luna stared at him blankly with blurred eyes. At this moment, she could barely think and slowly recalled what had just happened. She was stunned for a moment.
Just because her thigh was rubbed, she became extremely bad. Harry asked her to open her mouth and stick out her tongue and she did it.
She did not resist when Harry kissed her, and she was even addicted to kissing him. Later, she even took the initiative to put her tongue into his mouth and kissed him with the tongue.
The girl's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to faint.
Harry pinched her thigh again. The girl shuddered in shame and anger. The place where she was pinched felt inexplicably comfortable, and she couldn't help but moan.
"Do you like me touching your legs?" Harry deliberately moved closer and asked, staring at her blushing face.
"Oh... your face is too close." The girl whimpered and closed her eyes, her tone full of shyness.
"Open your eyes and look at me!" Harry ordered, continuing to rub her legs.
The feeling from her thigh area became increasingly strange. Luna quickly shook her head and refused to open her eyes. She was unwilling to accept this fact.
Seeing this, Harry suddenly stopped and took his hand away from her thigh.
Luna suddenly felt empty inside and felt very uncomfortable. She subconsciously opened her eyes to look at Harry, but found that Harry had a smirk on his face and asked, "Do you want me to touch you?"
Luna bit her lip and shook her head violently. She didn't want to do that.
"Really? You don't want me to touch your legs? Then what happened just now?" Harry continued to tease her and gently poked her thigh with his finger.
"Hmm..." A sound came out of Luna's mouth, and she was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth, her expression panicked. Why did it feel so comfortable to have her legs touched? Did she really like being touched by him?
Seeing her panicked face, Harry felt itchy in his heart, and put his hand on her thigh and rubbed it, and looked at the girl provocatively, "Don't make a sound, didn't you say you are not a pervert? Then prove it to me."
Luna covered her mouth tightly when she heard that, her eyes full of determination. She would not act weird because of having her legs rubbed.
However, the strange feeling on her thighs made her feel flustered. The girl gritted her teeth and endured it, but her breathing became rapid. Her plump chest kept rising and falling, as if Harry was rubbing not her thighs, but a more sensitive part.
Harry looked at her face which was slowly turning red, and he couldn't help but increase the strength of his hands. The girl, who had been able to barely endure it, suddenly felt the stimulation from her thighs become much stronger. Her delicate body trembled, and her little mouth finally couldn't help but let out a lovely moan, and her eyes became blurred.
"Do you like me rubbing your legs?" Harry asked evilly next to her ear and blew into her cute ear deliberately.
The girl shuddered, and her hand covering her mouth suddenly loosened, falling on the bed and grabbing the sheets tightly. She looked frantic and shouted nonsense: "I like it, I like it very much..."
"Since you beg me so much, I will satisfy you."
Harry sighed hypocritically, and changed his palm to gently touch the girl's thigh. With his other hand, he took out a sex marker, and while the girl was in a state of confusion, he unbuttoned a button of her jeans, revealing her fair belly.
Harry held the pen and signed his second signature near Luna's lower abdomen.