“With both hands? Alright.”

Michael’s c*ck was too large to be fully grasped by Catherine’s small hand. Without being able to grip it completely, she couldn’t apply enough pressure.

She quickly grabbed Michael’s c*ck with both of her hands. Then she rubbed it with a bit more force. Her hands, inexperienced with this first-time act, awkwardly stimulated him.

Michael furrowed his brow in agony, despite being insanely er*ect, unable to ej*culate at the edge of climax. His eyes had turned reddish with arousal.

Around the time her arms began to ache slightly, Catherine felt beads of sweat forming. She quickly gathered her long hair and pulled it to one side.

Her large br*asts occasionally peeked through her loosely fastened gown.

Above them, her small, lovely face, flushed with heat, hesitated before looking up at Michael.

“What should I do? It’s not working well. Just rubbing it like this isn’t enough, right?”

Catherine muttered glumly, feeling upset and apologetic.

Michael was equally tormented. It was too good to just finish with his own hand now that he was feeling her touch.

Just watching Catherine kneeling between his legs, earnestly trying to relieve his desire, made his climax surge. Catherine kneeling in submission, looking up at him with that helpless face.

A dry pleasure rippled through him as if he had cl*maxed without actually doing so.

“Ah, hng…… Ugh.”

Moaning, Michael couldn’t hold back any longer and caressed her cheek.

Her startled flinch was adorable. Michael unhesitatingly moved past Catherine’s nape and grabbed her voluptuous br*asts that were gathered together beneath her gown.

After firmly pressing that place where the two mounds were tightly gathered, Michael said in a suppressed voice:

“Would you do it with these instead?”

“…What?”

“You said you’re too sore to do it properly. Then… let me put it between here instead.”

Catherine’s eyes widened.

Is that even possible with these?

Catherine looked down at her plump br*asts, substantial despite her slender frame. Laura had once told Catherine that her br*asts were not only large but beautifully shaped like a baby’s bottom. Round, plump, and prettily gathered together.

Between them… could she fit that thing?

After moistening her dry lips with her tongue, she brought her br*asts close to the c*ck she had been firmly gripping with both hands.

To sandwich this large thing between her br*asts, she needed to press tightly against Michael. With a pounding heart, Catherine firmly wrapped her br*asts around the c*ck with its prominently bulging veins.

“Ah…!”

Even just that seemed to feel good, as a heated moan burst from Michael’s mouth.

Catherine felt the c*ck emitting scorching heat inside her br*asts. And carefully, she rubbed it with her br*asts.

“Hng, kuk…!”

Michael kept his narrowed eyes fixed on the scene, as if determined not to miss any part of this obscene display. Though uncontrollable moans escaped through his gritted teeth, his gaze remained intense.

Catherine, with her innocent face, diligently rubbing his c*ck between her br*asts. And the dark red tip of his c*ck bulging out between those white, pretty br*asts. It was incomparably obscene.

F*ck, how can this be so er*tic.

The curse boiled up inside him, but he didn’t voice it. He simply surrendered to the intense satisfaction transmitted through his eyes and skin while gritting his teeth.

“Hmm, it would be better if it were… more slippery.”

Catherine, who had been diligently rubbing with her br*asts, felt her chest growing hot and looked around. She grabbed some oil lying beside the bathtub and instantly sprinkled it on her br*asts.

When she touched her br*asts lightly, the slippery sensation was perfect. The scent was nice too.

“…You.”

“How is it, feels good, right?”

Catherine positioned herself between Michael’s thighs again and resumed rubbing his c*ck with her br*asts.

She was a very diligent student, curious in every field. With excellent learning ability, she would understand three or four things when taught just one, and was enthusiastic about any kind of learning.

Just like now.

“…Haah, ungh!”

Unable to hold back, Michael grabbed Catherine and thrust his hips on his own. As a result, the red tip kept poking her chin.

When the slippery thing touched her lips, she simply took the annoying object into her mouth.

Gasp!

Surprised, Michael forgot about thrusting his hips and stared blankly at her.

Catherine, who had been lightly nibbling just the tip, released it and smiled broadly.

“…It kept poking my mouth.”

“You……”

“Is it not allowed? You licked my… p*ssy too.”

At those words, Michael gritted his teeth. With a fierce expression, he reached out and cupped the back of her head.

Looking at her face glancing around as if checking his reaction, Michael reached out to hold her head. Then he opened his mouth and kissed her lips as if devouring them.

“Mmm. Mm……”

Their tongues intertwined, and their bodies drew closer. Before she knew it, lifted by Michael’s strength, she was seated on his lap.

With chest against chest, they kissed deeply. Meanwhile, Michael’s rigidly er*ect c*ck kept poking at Catherine’s soaking wet place.

It was Catherine who was desperate for that weighty presence. She wiggled her hips on top of Michael’s c*ck and looked at him with wet eyes. Her gaze seemed to be urging him.

“Michael, Michael……”

“You said you were in pain.”

Catherine, who had been firmly biting her lower lip, mumbled:

“It doesn’t hurt now.”

Glancing at Michael, Catherine rubbed her entrance, which had been dripping wet for a while, against his gl*ns and said:

“…Just put it in, okay?”

How am I supposed to not devour her?

Michael swallowed a hollow laugh and kissed her in one breath as if biting her tongue. Then he boldly pushed his firmly er*ect gl*ns into her entrance.

“Hnng, eek…! Mi-Michael. Ah, aah! So, so good. So good……”

Catherine endured the tightness trying to push into her body. The feeling of it penetrating her body was thrillingly good. A shiver ran down her spine. She could clearly feel the slick, blunt gl*ns crossing her entrance.

She unconsciously wiggled her hips from the overwhelming sensation, but the firm hands gripping her waist wouldn’t allow it. Michael, holding her waist tightly, lifted and dropped her b*ttocks with his own strength, pounding her repeatedly.

“Catherine. Catherine…… Catherine.”

Catherine leaned her reddened forehead against Michael’s broad shoulder and panted. Michael’s c*ck, which had thrust into her like rough waves on a cloudy day, felt incredibly vivid. He filled her so completely that her womb felt like it might burst. It was too intense.

“If, if you do it so hard… ah, ahng! Wa-wait, ughk!”

“Hoo…… Are you okay? Hm?”

With cheeks reddened from excitement, Michael held her tightly and asked desperately. His face looked more like he was asking to hear that she was okay rather than genuinely inquiring.

“Ye-hee, hic! Ah, mmm! Yes!”

The tightly packed thing mercilessly scraped her inner walls. Saliva she couldn’t swallow flowed from her automatically parted lips.

“Catherine, you’re too… too pretty. Pretty.”

Catherine couldn’t hear anything he was saying because Michael’s deeply inserted c*ck kept poking her deepest parts.

Though the roughly entering c*ck felt insanely good, Michael, more excited than usual, was overwhelming. Catherine, panting for breath, pointed to the bathtub visible through her hazily open eyes.

“Let’s, haah…… there, let’s do it in there.”

Michael glanced behind him and stood up with Catherine in his arms without another word. Since they remained connected, his c*ck thrashed wildly inside her p*ssy with every step he took.

“Ah, ungh… ungh……”

From that subtle stimulation, Catherine hugged him more tightly and groaned with moans. Finding her cute, Michael tenderly kissed the bridge of her reddened nose.

Splash.

The two bodies filled the bathtub, which had cooled somewhat but was still warm. The warm, rippling water enveloping their bodies made them relax considerably. Catherine leaned comfortably against Michael’s body.

“It’s warm.”

“…You too.”

The two smiled slightly while looking into each other’s eyes. And they kissed again.

Their tongues, intertwining and unraveling like snakes, mixed richly. At the same time, Michael’s c*ck stirred inside her with a dull throb.

It was the same heaviness as before, but perhaps because they were in warm water, it felt much more comfortable.

“Mm, mmm……”

As if her low, cat-like moan was a signal, Michael grabbed her large br*asts, lifted them, and sucked.

Her n*pples, swollen from being sucked for hours, were drawn into Michael’s lips again.

The hot, moist lips were vividly felt through her sensitive n*pples. Unlike his gentle tongue movements, his hands gripping her waist and pressing down became rough again.

“Ah, ub, umm…… Hng!”

Splash, splash, splash!

The warm water rippled. Perhaps because of the water, penetration also became much easier. The pain was alleviated, and pleasure was gradually intensifying.

Although the deep penetration still hitting her cervix was overwhelming, her hips would automatically bounce when he stimulated certain spots inside her wet flesh.

“Hmm… ungh! Strange, mm, it feels strange.”

“Haah…… Where? Here?”

“Yes, yes…! Th-there!”

Lightly gripping Catherine’s slender waist with both hands, he pounded her so hard that stimulation burst continuously without giving her a chance to process any sensation.

“Aah! Ah! Ungh! Hnng…!”

“Kugh…! Ungh!”

Pain and pleasure alternated, completely disrupting all her senses. Catherine gasped for breath at the entrance of climax, with the rippling water, rising body temperature, and the gnawing at the end of her womb.

Bang bang, the more her body shook, the whiter her mind became.

From panting so much, her body’s strength drained away, and her br*asts being sucked tingled intensely. Their separated lips overlapped again.