"Is that so?" Akira whispered hotly into her ear, his low voice sending a fresh shiver racing down her spine.
Mei nodded frantically, her breath hitching, her eyes pleading as she pressed her thighs together. The sweet ache in her core was becoming unbearable.
Akira's hand slid under her dress, trailing his fingers up her smooth, trembling thighs.
He expected panties, but found none… just her bare, slick skin. Her pussy was slightly swollen and coated with her slippery juice… the outer lips were puffy and parted slightly, revealing the glistening pink folds within.
"No panties? Naughty Mei-san," he teased, his thumb brushing her mound, feeling the heat radiating from her core, her musky scent filling the small pantry.
Mei gasped softly as his fingers dipped lower, parting her wet lips with ease, the slick juices coating his digits immediately.
