Haruto's hand lingered on Ayame's freshly trimmed mound, the skin soft and smooth beneath his fingers. Her pussy glistened, the folds twitching with every teasing brush. His cock throbbed painfully, standing tall and hard, its head already slick with precum from the trimming and licking before.
Ayame spread her legs wider on the warm tiles, her freshly bare slit dripping, inviting him in. Her voice came out low, breathless, yet teasing:
"Haruto… don't hold back. Put it inside me. I want to feel you… right now."
That was all he needed.
Haruto shifted forward, guiding the thick head of his cock to her wet entrance. The bare skin of her mound brushed against his shaft, and the feeling was sharper, hotter, with no hair in the way. He pressed gently at first, the tip parting her folds.
A slick squelch echoed as he pushed deeper, her pussy swallowing him eagerly. Ayame gasped, her back arching, fingers digging into the tiles as his cock slid inside her freshly shaved, tight heat.
