Kyouko gripped the futon beneath her fingers, her knuckles pale with tension as Haruki penis continued to sink deeper into her.
The stretch, slow, aching, and deep made her body tremble.
She could feel every inch of him pressing inside, filling places she never even knew could feel this much.
Her eyes fluttered, her lashes trembling, and her mouth opened in a quiet, helpless gasp.
So full… so thick…
Her mind couldn't keep up.
It's too much… but I don't want it to stop…
She bit down on her lower lip, trying to hold herself together as the pressure bloomed inside her. Tight, hot, and consuming.
When Haruki finally began to move, pulling back and then slowly rolling his hips forward again.
A sound escaped her lips before she could stop it.
"Ahh…!"
Soft. Raw. Real.
Her back arched slightly, her body involuntarily meeting him, as if her own hips were desperate to chase that rhythm.
