Tomiko's breath hitched, her eyes widening, her face flushing an even deeper shade of red. [Oh… Oh God…] Her thoughts were a whirlwind of shock and excitement, her gaze locked onto my cock, her lips parting slightly as if she were about to—
But she didn't.
Not yet.
Her hand trembled as she reached out, her fingers wrapping around the cock, her touch hesitant but possessive. She gave a soft, experimental stroke, her thumb brushing against the tip, the contact making my cock twitch in her grip.
[It's… It's so warm… So… hard…]
I let my body arch slightly, my voice a low, breathy groan as if I were caught in the throes of a fevered dream. My hips lifted, my cock pressing against her palm, the motion deliberate, teasing.
Tomiko's breath came out in a sharp gasp, her eyes wide with a mix of awe and fear. [He's… He's reacting to me… Oh God, he's so…]
