Certainly, Midori thought to herself as Kiyoshi grabbed her wrists and pressed them against the bed above her head. Kiyoshi Matsumoto was an experienced lover in bed.
That was the last thought permeating her mind before Kiyoshi wiped it off by entering her soaked entrance in a single thrust.
Shock widened Midori's eyes, yanking a gasp from her lips when she and Kiyoshi became one. His throbbing manhood rubbed against the velvety walls of her insides, drawing incessant moans from her throat.
"I love you, Midori-san," Kiyoshi whispered before he locked their lips together in a deep kiss.
Midori was thrust into a world unknown to her before, one where a man etched his passionate love and desire for a woman into her body, over and over again until the woman's inside was molded according to his shape, and their two bodies melted into one.
