The abandoned silence in the small room was broken only by the faint creaking of the old wooden floor and the soft, wet sound of Miyu's pussy slowly clenching around Haruto's thick cock.
She was still sitting on top of him, her hips resting gently against his, the swollen head of his cock buried deep inside her tight, dripping cunt. Her full breasts pressed softly against his chest, her hard nipples brushing his skin with every slow breath. The air between them still carried the heavy, intimate scent of sex — her arousal mixed with her squirt and the faint trace of his earlier release.
Miyu slowly leaned forward. Her long hair fell like a curtain around them as she pressed her soft lips to the side of Haruto's neck. She kissed him tenderly, then gave him a slow, loving love bite just below his ear. Her warm breath brushed against his skin as she spoke softly, her voice gentle and reassuring.
