Spoiling the Birthday Girl (3) *

I carefully slid her panties down, letting them pool around her knees as I revealed her sacred place, already glistening with her love juices. The sight of her, so vulnerable and beautiful, was enough to make my breath hitch. I gently parted her thighs further, my fingers brushing against her inner thighs before I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to her sacred place.

Aya gasped, her hand tightening around my cock for a moment before she resumed her slow, deliberate strokes. “Ruki… that’s…”

Her words trailed off into a soft moan as my tongue found her, tracing a gentle path along her slit, savoring her sweet taste. Aya then responded by stuffing my cock in her mouth, giving back what she’s receiving from me.

The clubroom seemed to shrink even further, the world narrowing to just the two of us, our breaths and quiet sounds filling the space.