Her vagina immediately undulated all around me, reacting on instinct, as if this was the only natural thing it knew how to do. The moment I was fully inside, it felt like her body recognized me and answered on its own. Tilde's vagina was lined with countless soft creases along the walls of her flesh, pleats that pressed, dragged, and wrapped around me every time I pushed forward or pulled back. Each motion created friction that felt deliberate, intimate, and overwhelmingly good, as if her body had been made to remember this sensation.
"Ahhh, your cock… it's been a while…~! The feeling of being stuffed, it's so good…~!!!"
