The aphrodisiac chocolate still burns low in their veins, making every heartbeat feel like a throb between their legs, every breath sharper, hungrier.
Haruto shifts above Erica—strong arms bracketing her head, knees spreading her thighs wide until her pussy lips part naturally, swollen and dripping. He lowers himself fully, chest crushing her heavy tits flat against him. Her dark nipples drag roughly across his pecs with every ragged inhale—hard, sensitive peaks scraping his skin, sending jolts straight to her core. His thick cock nestles hot and heavy along her slit—shaft lying flush between her puffy folds, the fat head nudging her clit on every tiny rock of his hips, smearing pre-cum and her slick in glossy streaks.
