Kasumi's moans grew higher, more broken. Her hips moved faster, wetter, the thick cock of my cock sliding back and forth between her puffy lips, the head catching against her clit on every upward grind.
Fresh cream coated my entire length. Her ass still stung from Haruna's hard slaps, the heat blooming across both cheeks, and every time she rolled her hips the sensation made her blush even deeper—mortified and turned on in equal measure.
"Haaah… nnngh… it's rubbing right on my clit… it's too much…" she whimpered, voice trembling, yet she never stopped grinding.
Kasumi's hands braced on my chest as she worked her soaked, hairy pussy up and down my throbbing cock, the wet sounds growing louder and filthier with every desperate roll of her hips.
Tomiko shifted behind her older sister, both hands sliding down to grab two full, soft handfuls of Kasumi's ass.
The skin was still warm and marked with the bright red handprints Haruna had left.
