Mira's eyes widened, lifting to meet his.
Confusion flickered, then softened into something vulnerable as he closed the distance.
His lips sealed over hers in a bruising kiss—tongue invading her mouth, tasting her tears and the herb's bitterness.
At the same time, both fingers plunged into her pussy.
No warning. Just the sudden stretch of her pink walls gripping his digits, cream immediately coating them as he thrust deep.
"Ammph~!!" Mira's muffled cry vibrated into his mouth, her body jerking reflexively against the invasion.
His body pressed against hers, chubby frame enveloping her thicker one. He hugged her tight, one arm wrapping around her back to pull her tits against his chest, the other hand groping her ass—fingers sinking deep into the fat cheeks, kneading like he wanted to bruise her, break her open.
