Kouhei's eyes were locked onto the supple, tender flesh Yuuna had revealed, her armpit glistening faintly under the light. It wasn't the same as staring at pussy lips, but the lewdness was undeniable. His throat tightened, and he swallowed hard, his cock twitching painfully.
"You don't have to hold yourself back," Yuuna purred, her warm smile tinged with mischief. "I've always been curious… what it would feel like to have someone rub their member in my armpit."
Her voice had a strange pull, each word weaving a spell that made it impossible to look away. Kouhei couldn't resist the magnetism she exuded. It wasn't just her body or the way she spoke—it was the way her presence consumed him, leaving no room for rational thought.
Taking an unsteady step closer, Kouhei felt his cock throb, standing at full attention, aching for release. His voice cracked as he asked, "P-President… are you really okay with this?"
