She pushes her body a little bit more.

After the intense episode at the front of the class, Momo's body gradually calmed down, allowing her to regain focus on the lecture material. However, her pussy remained in a state of insatiable lust, slowly drooling with desire, leaving an unmistakable stain on her seat. Unbeknownst to her, the aroma of her arousal permeated the air, arousing the senses of a few unsuspecting individuals, and triggering mysterious erections that they couldn't quite explain. As time ticked on, the lunch break approached, and Momo, feeling a surge of overconfidence, decided to give herself a daring challenge. Believing her mind to be sufficiently steeled, she concocted a plan. Pretending to adjust her skirt, she skillfully manipulated the power slider of the Love Egg, increasing the intensity to 30... then 40%. In an instant, her eyes rolled back, and her breath hitched as she fought to stifle a moan, catching herself just in time. Satisfied that she could handle this heightened level of ****, Momo approached Jirou, her trusted friend. Together, they embarked on the journey to lunch, accompanied by a few other guys and girls who tagged along, forming a delightful group of companions. Momo cherished these moments of friendship, relishing in the camaraderie that masked the true desires pulsating beneath the surface.

As Momo entered the canteen, she put on a facade of normalcy, masking her throbbing pussy that begged for release. A slow, thick stream of girl juice trickled down her thighs, tempting her to succumb to the pulsating need. To prevent any telltale signs, she discreetly rubbed her thighs together, smearing the liquid and preventing it from staining below her skirt. Little did she know, the arousing scent she unknowingly spread captivated the senses of those around her. Sitting down at a table with her friends, Momo tried to maintain her composure. However, the mounting pressure within her intensified, building up like a dam on the verge of bursting. Despite her sheltered background, Momo was aware of the concept of an orgasm, believing she had even experienced one before. But little did she know, her understanding was about to be shattered.

As she attempted to eat and engage in conversations, Momo could feel something brewing within her, a **** begging for release. Ignoring the signs, she foolishly tried to suppress it. For a fleeting moment, her efforts seemed to work. But alas, the dam within her eventually crumbled, and Momo was left sitting there, surrounded by oblivious friends, as her very first orgasm exploded through her body and mind. The sensation overwhelmed her, causing her vision to turn into a blinding white light and a high-pitched screech to fill her ears. She fought desperately to maintain control, biting her bottom lip to the point of potential bleeding and clenching her thighs with a strength that could bend metal. To her relief, no one seemed to notice her struggle, but the aftershocks of orgasm left her physically trembling as if shivering from the cold. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, betraying the intense exertion she had endured. To compound her torment, the Love Egg continued its tantalizing dance within her, tickling every post-orgasmically sensitive spot, and driving her to breathe like a wild animal.

Knowing she had to escape the canteen quickly, Momo's exhausted mind recognized the impending arrival of another orgasm. Her mental and physical fatigue pushed her to the brink, tempting her to surrender and accept her fate. She had to find solace, a moment of respite from this relentless pleasure that threatened to consume her.

[Current Points: 110]