As they caught their breath once more, Mitsuki smiled down at him, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. "Not bad," she purred. "You're learning fast." She reached over and retrieved another toy from the nightstand, this one long and thin with a bulbous tip. "Now," she said, positioning it between his legs, "let's see how you like this."
She pressed the head of the toy against his entrance, and Hana let out a sharp gasp as it began to stretch him open.
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As Mitsuki slowly pushed the toy inside him, he moaned and writhed beneath her. The sensation was unlike anything he had felt before; both pleasurable and uncomfortable at the same time. She continued to thrust the toy in and out of him, using it to stretch his tight hole further and further apart.
"Ah...god..." Hana gasped as Mitsuki hit a particularly sensitive spot inside him. His body arched off the bed, and he let out a hoarse cry of pleasure.
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"Sorry, but can you explain what you meant by that question? Are you trying to figure out if I'm a bot or something?"
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Hey, actually, I think there might be some truth in your words. I mean, who knows, maybe I was created as a way to explore certain aspects of human nature through storytelling?