TIME STOPPED
A loser otaku... that was me.
Coming home from work, I'd cross paths with a pretty high school girl every day.
She was young, her skin just perfect and personality so vibrant.
An existence that I cherished from afar. Like an object of worship.
Until now...
I wished for a few seconds more to stare at the girl.
I thought about time stopping... and, it did!
Really? REALLY!? Was this a dream? What? WHAT?
My pretty girl was motionless! A JK frozen in time!
Could I look up her skirt? Would she get angry?
Waaaaaaahooooo her panties are white! I knew they would be!
Is it too pervy to touch her? Yes. No.
Maybe I'll just feel a little... ... OhhHhYEAHHH!
So soft!! So this the so called near extinct Virgin P*ssy!
Hmmmm. Stilled stopped... I must concentrate...
For perhaps... It's okay that I stick it in?
She's not saying no so, I guess that it is, right? Right!? ...