SONE-948[AI Decoding Version]"I want to be needed by everyone..." A lonely female beauty college student volunteered to be an embarrassing nude model, Saka Shirakami

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I've never been good at talking to people since I was a kid. All this time, I only had painting for company. Even though he entered the art school, he was not included in the circle and his existence was indifferent. He drew quietly with a pencil in the corner of the classroom every day. However, one day, at a small sketch meeting that she was invited to participate in, "Saki Hana"'s world began to fluctuate slightly. When the nude model was suddenly unable to attend, she volunteered, "I'll do it," just to paint. Just to help others. But she realized that those eyes looking at her were more intense than she imagined. Whenever she was looked at, praised, or needed, her heart trembled. Oscillating between shame and happiness, Sakihua realized: "I can stay here." That was the first time she felt the temperature of "recognition". A few days later, Saki took off her clothes again on her own. "I want to be looked at more carefully." The feeling of being surrounded by eyes in that classroom was still stirring deep in her body. In front of Aizawa, she quietly took off her bathrobe. Being naked didn't make her feel shy. But when only one pair of eyes is watching, the heart beats faster and breathing becomes difficult. She felt the "I" shaking in his eyes. Being touched and explored, Sakihua was trembling as she explored new feelings. The pleasure of being looked at, the stimulation of being touched, and the feeling of being filled deep in her body─even though it was her first time, she couldn't refuse. Instead, she immersed herself in the passion. "Look... again..." He just stared at Saki, which made her ecstatic. Unconsciously, Sakika greeted him with her hands, gave him with her mouth, spread her legs, and greeted him many times. Sex is more tender and lustful than imagined. Together, the two gradually melted Sakika's mind and body. "Feeling needed" is closely linked to happiness. "The me being looked at" is no longer "the me in the painting", but "the me in desire". Even if I feel ashamed, I feel happy. Saki's outline became clearer each time she was looked at. This must be the first story of her search for herself.