The camera zoomed in on Monaka Sengoku's skirt, revealing her pure white cotton panties, the fabric soaked with her juices, outlining the full contours of her vulva. Amu Otoha and Noa Amano laughed nearby, unaware that Monaka Sengoku's legs were already weak from arousal. She slowly raised her hips, the edge of her panties slipping into her cleft, revealing her pink, alluring vulva. I reached out and hooked the soaked fabric, ripping it off sharply. Monaka Sengoku let out a soft moan, her juices flowing down her thighs. She willingly parted her legs, revealing her thirsty opening. I thrust in, my penis slamming against her clitoris, the thrusts drawing out copious amounts of fluid, the sounds of flesh colliding echoing. Monaka Sengoku threw her head back and cried out, her lewd expression completely surrendered. At the moment of ejaculation, she trembled with orgasm, her juices spraying, utterly conquered.
