The feeling of tearing through her hymen was intense for Renji. He had never felt anything like it, but it truly was a gratifying experience.
How he could explain it was like breaking into a tight, velvet glove that had never been stretched before. A thin, elastic piece of fabric, that felt fleshy yet snapped like a band.
His cockhead met that thin barrier first, a sharp resistance that gave way with a pop. Renji couldn't forget the way that pop made him feel. It was like it had crowned him as the one who truly owned this woman's pussy since he entered it first.
The pop rippled along his shaft, warm blood mixing with her slick juices as he sank deeper into her wet pussy.
And talk about her wet pussy. Shit! It was so fucking tight. It felt even tighter than when he had fucked Haruka's premium asshole.
The made-for-fucking walls clamped down on the skin of his cock like a mouse trap, and every inch he conquered was a battle and a bliss.
