"Oh god... yes, right there," Rina whimpered, her hand flying to her hair, fingers threading through as she guided him with desperate urgency. "Your tongue... so fucking hot, circling my clit... making me drip like a faucet, soaking everything."
Akira grinned wickedly against her wet, throbbing folds, enjoying how her body arched and quivered under his relentless assault.
He didn't rush, nor did he hold back.
This wasn't about him; it was about her, about showing her she mattered… about shattering her with pleasure. He gripped her thighs harder, spreading them wide until she was completely exposed.
Her pussy lips bloomed open like a flower in heat, revealing the glistening, pulsing pink core that begged for more.
"You're so wet for me, Rina," he growled, his hot breath teasing her swollen clit, sending shockwaves through her. "I could devour you all night."
