Haruka grinned happily. "Thank you, Master Renji. I'm so happy I made you proud."
Renji smirked. "Are you just going to stay there? Come on now, go ahead and take out my cock."
Haruka knelt straight on her knees, her skirt bunching completely around her waist now to fully expose her dripping pussy and the way her fat ass cheeks spread slightly against her heels.
With hands that were trembling eagerly and hungrily, she reached immediately for his belt buckle.
Her fingers fumbled in their haste to undo the metal. But finally, with a clasp and a metallic click that seemed loud in the quiet room, the belt let loose.
Haruka then moved to the button of his jeans, popping it open.
When it was the zipper left, she took her time. It was all that was remaining in between her and her master's cock.
She traced it down tooth by tooth in a slow teasing rasp that made Renji's cock twitch in anticipation.
But there was a pair of boxers.
