Kyouko gripped the futon beneath her fingers, knuckles pale with tension as Haruki's penis sank deeper into her.
The slow, aching stretch made her body tremble.
She felt every inch pressing inside, filling places she never knew could feel this much.
Her eyes fluttered, lashes trembling, mouth opening in a quiet, helpless gasp.
So full… so thick…
Her mind couldn't keep up.
It's too big
She bit her lower lip, struggling to hold herself together as pressure bloomed inside her, tight, hot, consuming.
When Haruki finally began to move, pulling back before rolling his hips forward again, a soft breathy moan escaped her lips.
Her back arched slightly, body meeting him involuntarily, hips desperate to chase that rhythm.
Every slow thrust sent fresh waves of sensation through her, stretching, filling, melting everything within.
She couldn't think.
Her thoughts dissolved into his weight, his heat, the way her body opened for him despite the ache.
