[It's still awful, those few seconds where she's suddenly alone when she's not really meant to be. It's not right to be separated, but Masaomi wouldn't go to such lengths for no reason. She tries to bear it and is rewarded by a slight warning and then an entirely different feeling. Nariko shifts her weight onto her elbows, braces her knees on their sheets and finally, blessedly sobs with pleasure. It feels like her muscles are jumping all over the place and she can barely function like this but it's also good, so immediately filling and dirty that despite her sorry state she's verging on an orgasm before he's even thought of moving.
It's a really good thing he got in there before she was surprised and tensed up, though now she does have to force herself to relax without cumming, which is oddly challenging. And the whole time she shifts and writhes on the bed, panting with an open mouth and twisting their bed sheets in her hands like it might do some good.]
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It's a really good thing he got in there before she was surprised and tensed up, though now she does have to force herself to relax without cumming, which is oddly challenging. And the whole time she shifts and writhes on the bed, panting with an open mouth and twisting their bed sheets in her hands like it might do some good.]