My girlfriend, Yumeno Aika, let me play with her breasts for free instead of lending her Wi-Fi. (SONE-722)

My friend Aiwa, a total Wi-Fi addict, suddenly came over. She went straight into my room, connected to the Wi-Fi, and started relaxing while playing on her phone. The Wi-Fi in my room was unusable. She's a complete tech idiot and her phone is infected with a virus; she only came to my room because it was nearby. However, she wouldn't leave, which was a real problem. I couldn't even properly masturbate. "Aiwa, it's inconvenient for you to be here. You should go back." "Oh? Then you can play with my breasts all you want. I'm not really into them, as long as I can look at my phone." "Really? I want to touch them?" The price of unlimited Wi-Fi is unlimited breasts. This is my exclusive breast subscription service—it's amazing! Her breasts are big and soft; I could even do nipple play with them. This is probably a first for me. But she didn't react at all. Only I was excited, and I felt a little empty. This ejaculation experience was even more empty than masturbation. The loneliness felt when we were together was even more painful. I still hoped she could feel it, hoped she could react, hoped I could give her an orgasm. So I knew it was despicable, but I still applied aphrodisiac to her breasts. As a result, Aiwa's reaction became strange. She trembled when I rubbed her nipples, her entire breasts became sensitive, and her panties were soaked. After penetration, she desperately suppressed her sensations, but still kept orgasming. Her reactions made me want to keep going, and I ejaculated immediately. The room's Wi-Fi seemed to be back online, so my exclusive breast subscription service ended—what a short-lived service. Just as I was thinking this, Aiwa came again. "I'm never borrowing Wi-Fi again. Do whatever you want with me." Then what are you doing here? Are you here to have sex?! She wasn't here for the Wi-Fi anymore; she was here for my penis.