Ayaka pressed her palm against his chest while Haruto rubbed his cock against her slick pussy. A soft moan slipped from her lips as her body trembled, her voice sweet and breathy.
"Ngghh, Haruto… let me do it for you."
"Really?" He grinned. "Alright then. Do whatever you want, princess."
She laughed softly, slightly breathless, before they slowly shifted positions. Haruto leaned back against the headboard, his upper body resting comfortably as his hands settled firmly on her slim waist.
Ayaka wrapped her fingers around his shaft, stroking him slowly, deliberately, guiding his tip toward her entrance.
Then she smirked and ground against him instead. His length slid between her folds, dragging along her slick labia and brushing her clit, pulling a quiet moan from her throat.
"Ahhnnn… so big," she murmured, her juices coating his cock, making him even wetter.
Haruto clenched his jaw. "Come on, Ayaka. Stop teasing me."
