"Ha… Haruki… why…" Kyouko's voice trembled, her breath broken between soft moans.
But Haruki didn't answer.
He only smiled, eyes half-lidded with hunger, hips moving faster and deeper.
The wet, slick sounds grew louder.
Her skin met his with every thrust.
The room filled with rhythm, heat, and tension.
Kyouko's breasts bounced wildly beneath him, each deep shove causing her body to jerk helplessly.
She couldn't stop moaning.
She didn't even realize her arms had wrapped around him, holding on tightly to his back.
Her fingers dug into his skin.
Her legs spread wider.
She was already soaked—his thick penis plunging into her again and again, stretching her so full, hitting spots that made her head spin.
She felt like she was going crazy.
Her mind still hazy from sleep, her pussy still throbbing from the climax that hit her the moment she woke.
And now, another one was building. Fast. Hot. Wild.
How…?
Why…?
They had just had sex not long ago.
