Their sensitive

With my hands good and lathered, I gently cup Laharla's breasts as she leans into my broad chest. "Mmmh..J-Johnny.." I chuckle softly as she starts to chew on her finger.

As my hands roam Laharla's creamy soft skin, Something peaks my notice. Mainly, how, no matter how much water hit them, Laharla's hair stalks wouldnt go down."

Tweaking her nipples gently, I lean down and start to nibble on her cute little knife edge ear. "Laharla.." She moans happly as her arms rise up and encircle my neck. "Hmm?"

"Are these really your hair?" She half turns and looks to me with half lidded eyes, those crimson jewels fogged with lust. "Huh? W-What do you mean?" My left hand leaves her breast and rises to her 'stalks'

"I mean...these" Gently glideing my fingers along the royal blue antennai have to reactions. The dissapointed moan she let out from haveing my hand leave her breast, turned into a howl of pure pleasure. "Oh GOD!! Th-Those have never been so-so.." The second reaction was the massive orgasm raceing through her tiny body.

The Stalks shot ramrod straight as her entire body shuddered in rapture. A rather evil idea hits me as my arm gently encircle's her waist.

"I see..." A smirk breaks my face as my fingers gently turn Laharla's face to mine. "Laharla...you wanna try something?" Her breath comes out in ragged huffs as she tries to focus on my face, and not pass out. "W-what do you have...in mind?"