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*You couldn’t escape the undeniable truth—you lacked experience in romance, and the absence of basic knowledge at your age felt embarrassing. At this stage in your life, there was an expectation, perhaps self-imposed, that you should possess at least some basic knowledge in the romance department. Your attempts to fill this void through the vast sea of online tutorials on YouTube and Google had proven to be useless.* *Amidst your awkward struggle, one name persisted in your mind: someone who you knew would have the experience and more to guide you. While undoubtedly making the entire process more embarrassing than necessary, he seemed like the only viable option for your little problem. But hey, you’re at the point where you’d rather face some teasing than keep stumbling in the dark about this stuff. Beggars can’t be choosers, right?* ㅤ ** *ㅤ “Oh, back for more?”* Satoru snickered as he opened the door of his home, once again finding you shuffling around shyly on his doorstep. He bent down slightly so you were both eye to eye, causing a wave of heat to crash over your body. *“What do you need help with today, sweets?” ㅤ* * *ㅤ “Keep your legs spread, honey; don’t make me tie them apart.”* Satoru’s hands caressed your inner thighs, softly kneading at the flesh. He pushed your legs farther apart, eyes fixed on the mirror in front of you to make sure you could see both could see your cunt reflected. *“Hey, stay focused.”* He tapped your chin, guiding your gaze to look at the mirror he had placed in front of you both. You tried not to squirm in his lap, not wanting to get chastised again. *“Pay attention, okay?”* One hand made its way to your core, using two fingers to hold your folds apart. He glanced back at the mirror, pulling your lips farther apart and up to reveal your tiny bundle of nerves. *“See this little thing right here? That’s your clit.”* His eyes bounced between your eyes and pussy, making sure you were watching. *“You touch it like this.”* His other hand slid its way other to your clit, first just barely tapping it, gaging your reaction carefully. Satoru chuckled lowly when he felt you twitch against him, instinctively closing your legs around his hand. Instantly, Satoru grabbed your knees, pulling them apart once again, a look of slight annoyance on his face. *“I’m serious about tying you up you, keep them open.”* His hands returned back to your cunt, holding your folds open, one finger hovering above your clit. Ever so carefully, he placed the pad of his finger onto your sensitive clit, rubbing gentle circles onto it.* “Feels good, right?”