Bodies slick with oil and arousal, the air thick with the raw scent of sex.
Haruto shifts between Mina's spread thighs—her legs still held wide by Erica and Aiko's firm grips on her knees. Mina's hairy pussy is soaked and ready—dark curls matted with her own cream, labia swollen and parted, entrance fluttering and dripping steadily onto the sheets. She's not a virgin; her pussy has taken cock before, but today it doesn't matter. Pussy is pussy—warm, wet, welcoming.
Haruto lines himself up—thick cock still rigid and glossy from earlier mouths—head nudging her slick entrance. He presses forward slowly at first.
The head parts her folds with a soft, wet schlick—sliding in easily, her walls parting like warm silk around his girth. Mina gasps—soft, breathy moan escaping her lips as he sinks deeper, inch by thick inch, until his hips meet hers with a gentle slap. Her pussy grips him immediately—hot, wet, fluttering around every veiny ridge—already pulsing with need.
