The mud was everywhere.
Misaki's entire body was coated in thick, wet, dark mud — her small breasts, her soft belly, her thighs, her ass, her hair. The heavy rain had done almost nothing to wash it away. The sticky, brown mud clung to every curve, filling every dip and hollow. Yuta was the same — his chest, his stomach, his cock, his balls, everything drenched in the same thick, sucking mud.
Yuta stared down at her for a second, cock rock-hard and throbbing right against her dripping pussy. The medicine was still burning through his veins, making him feel wild, horny, unstoppable. He didn't wait. He didn't ask. He simply reached down, two fingers spreading her puffy, mud-caked lips wide open.
"Look at this…" he murmured, voice low and rough. "Your pussy is completely filled with mud… so fucking wet… so dirty…"
