"Hina-san… Is it okay here…?"
Kouhei's voice was hushed, barely a whisper, but laced with tension. His cock, flushed red and twitching with anticipation, rested right at the tight, puckered entrance of Hina's ass. The tip nudged gently, seeking entrance like a key at the lock.
Hina shivered from the contact, her breath hitching at the way the warmth of his cock pressed against such a sensitive spot.
"Well… it's your verdict, Kouhei," she murmured, her tone sultry but daring. "You can wreck me in whatever way you want."
That single line was all Kouhei needed to hear. He braced himself and pushed forward, but just as the head of his cock made contact, it slipped off, gliding along the soft skin beneath with a slick, teasing trail.
"Hehehe…" Hina let out a low, mischievous laugh, her voice vibrating with amusement. "Here, Kouhei…" she whispered.
