Yuki, without a word, slowly lowered herself onto the cool marble floor, lying on her back. Her pussy, red and swollen, glistening wetly, was exposed. Eren moved over her, his eyes fixed on her. He lowered himself, positioning his hand over the entrance of her pussy, his fingers poised just above her sensitive folds.
Eren's gaze fell to Yuki's pussy, glistening and open, a clear invitation. He didn't hesitate. His fingers, warm and firm, settled directly onto her clit, pressing gently. At the same moment, he lowered his head, his tongue finding her, tasting her.
He began to lick, slowly, methodically. His tongue danced over her clit, teasing it, then swept down to trace her inner folds, absorbing every drop of her essence. He felt her immediate response: a sharp gasp, a quickening of breath. Her hands, resting on the cold marble, clenched into tight fists.
