She tried. Her chest expanded. Contracted. The shaking in her shoulders reduced slightly.
His hand, gentle for the first time since the session started, ran from her shoulder down her spine. Slow. Just — mapping. She shivered at the contact but the shiver was different.
He pulled her panties aside.
She made a small sound.
PAH.
"'AHHHH~~~!!'"
Young and tight and completely unprepared despite having watched seven rounds of preparation, her walls seizing around him on entry in the involuntary clench of a body that hadn't learned to receive this yet.
PAH. PAH.
"'AAAHH~!! AAAHH~!! — is it supposed to — FEELS SO—AAAHH~!!♡'"
"'Yes,'" he said. "'It's supposed to.'"
PAH. PAAH.
"'OOOHHH~~~!!!♡♡'"
She came so fast it seemed to embarrass her — a full body seize at less than two minutes, her face going red where it pressed into the mattress, her thighs clamping hard around nothing. The sound of her was high and genuine and young.
Then he was at Hana.
