Evening fell, soft and golden, with wind rustling the trees.
But Kenzou couldn't focus on the sunset.
Not when Ayaka stood in his doorway wearing a light blue summer yukata, barely tied at the waist.
No bra. No panties.
And judging by the pink flush on her cheeks and the way her inner thighs shimmered—
She wasn't just visiting.
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"You wore that just for me?" he asked, eyeing her up and down.
Ayaka bit her lip and stepped inside.
"I thought… maybe you'd like to ruin it."
His cock stirred instantly.
"I'll ruin more than that."
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She didn't even make it to the bedroom.
He slammed her back against the wall, grabbing the collar of her yukata and pulling it open.
Her tits spilled free—soft, perfect, nipples already hard.
Ayaka gasped.
"K-Kenzou-san—!"
He bent down and sucked one nipple hard, teeth grazing just enough to make her whimper.
Her back arched into him.
"You dress like a slut, you get treated like one."
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The yukata hung open as his hand slid between her legs.
Soaked.
She was dripping just from getting through the door.
"You really didn't wear panties," he growled, rubbing her folds slowly.
"I couldn't… my pussy wouldn't stop leaking… I wanted you to fix it…"
"Oh, I'll fix it."
He lifted her leg, pressed his cock to her entrance—
And with one rough push, slammed into her dripping cunt.
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"AAHHH—!"
Her voice cracked.
The yukata slipped off one shoulder, hanging loose as her wet pussy clenched around his cock.
Her back thudded against the wall with every thrust.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
"Kenzou-san—too deep—!"
"Take it."
He fucked her against the wall, her tits bouncing, her cries getting louder.
"I missed this hole," he growled.
"Greedy little widow—always dripping before I even touch you."
"I can't help it—I love your cock!"
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Her orgasm hit fast.
She cried out as she came on his cock, pussy fluttering, thighs shaking.
Kenzou didn't stop.
He pinned her harder, driving into her like he owned her.
She came again. Then again.
By the fourth time, her yukata was around her waist, her whole body trembling.
"K-Kenzou-san—I'm gonna pass out—!"
"Not until you're filled."
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He gave her one final thrust—
Balls slapping. Tip pressed to her womb.
And then he came.
A thick, burning load flooded her pussy, forcing a high-pitched moan from her lips.
She went limp against the wall.
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Later, as she fixed her yukata with shaky hands, Kenzou leaned against the doorframe.
"You're leaking."
Ayaka's thighs were streaked white — his cum dripping down her legs.
She looked down, blushing hard.
"I can't hold it in…"
He handed her a towel.
"Don't bother. Let the neighborhood see you waddle home leaking."
She blushed deeper.
"…I kinda want them to."